The sharp claws attacked Wang Shisan's shoulders with strong wind. Wang Shisan lowered his body and rolled away to the side.

With a magic seal on his backhand, he screamed in the hazy mist, and Wang Shisan let out a sigh.

Wang Shisan found that the fog had dissipated a little, and after thinking about the reason, he did not stay in place, so he decided to make a certain direction, and walked for a while. Sure enough, another ghost came. These ghosts were very weak and the maze disappeared without much effort.

The surrounding scene returned to its original state, and it was indeed not far from the dilapidated house.

Wang Shisan walked over without hesitation. The rotten wooden door made a sound, and it was shaking before it opened the entire wooden door. Finally, it still did not get rid of the effect of gravity. With a "boom", the wooden door broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Without the blockage of the wooden door, there is no trace of light in the black room, just like a black hole that makes people frighten.

Wang Shisan stepped lightly and walked in. Because there was no light, his whole body was surrounded by darkness.

Wang Shisan opened his backpack and took out a flashlight from it, and illuminated the small room. It was very simple and no one had touched the decorations. He still stayed in the last century.

The ground was covered with thick dust. An iron bed, a white bedside table with peeling paint, and some medical devices were placed in the corner.

Wang Shisan opened the bedside table and placed an exquisite medicine bottle inside. Just as he was about to pick it up, a strong wind swept over and the dust was swept away.

"Ahem!"

A ghost in a grayish complexion, skinny and bulging eyes, lying on the bed in a hospital gown, coughing constantly.

Wang Shisan's scalp was numb. He thought it was very scary. The ghosts he usually saw were normal. This is the first time he had seen this kind of disease.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, you are already dead. The world is not your place to live, the underworld is your destination." Wang Shisan spoke, looking at the sick ghost.

"I'm not willing to give up. Why can those who don't cherish their bodies live well, but I will die first."

"I want to take revenge. I want to take revenge on those who have money and don't cherish their bodies."

The sick ghost was weak, and Wang Shisan had just forced the formation to break through, which made the sick ghost even worse.

"Whether you are rich or poor, you are equally weak in the face of illness. You are not a great evil person in your lifetime. Don't mislead yourself. Stop now and return to the underworld is the best choice."

Wang Shisan did not relax his vigilance while persuading him.

"I'm going to kill all the damn people. Let them be my company."

The sick ghost's eyes turned red, and his body, which was originally lying on the bed, stood up straight.

Wang Shisan was prepared for a long time and had already avoided perfectly before the attack of the diseased ghost came.

"You deserve to die too. You must come and die if you don't want to live, so come and be with me!"

As he said that, the sick ghost's body suddenly disappeared and appeared again. He happened to be behind Wang Shisan, and his sharp claws were directly pressed into his head.

Wang Shisan seemed to have a sense of his heart, and his head tilted, avoiding this fatal blow.

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Wang Shisan stopped insisting, quickly opened his backpack and took out the ink bucket made of sycamore wood from it.

The thread of the ink bucket is soaked in black dog blood in advance and is covered with cinnabar.

Throw the line with force, like a sharp sword rushing towards the sick ghost's heart.

Because the diseased ghost had long lost his body and was covered with cinnabar thread, he only pierced a hole in his chest, and white smoke was emitting "squeaking".

This is a fatal injury. The sick man's already pale face is even more embarrassing, and his twisted face makes people frightened.

The sick ghost did not lose his soul. Instead, this attack stimulated his fierceness. His eyes were red, his body was hunched, and his nails with sharp claws became longer, like a sharp sword, revealing a murderous aura.

Soon, the sick ghost acted again. Although he was injured, his movements did not slow down much. He did not retreat but instead advanced.

Wang Shisan was experienced and was not panicked when he saw the diseased ghost attacking him. His fingertips flew. The line of the Mo Dou was like a snake with its mouth open and its sharp teeth exposed, winding and twisting, and directly attacking the diseased ghost.

The sick man suffered a loss once, and saw the same move. In the blink of an eye, his body changed direction and avoided to the side. The red line did not hit the target and hit the wall behind him.

One shot is gone. The sick ghost seizes the opportunity and his sharp claws appear from the front.

Wang Shisan saw his sharp claws slowly getting bigger and attacked his face. In desperation, he hurriedly stepped back and avoided the fatal attack.

The long-standing house cannot withstand the troubles of the two people and is shaking. The diseased ghost is the soul body, and physical damage is useless to him, but Wang Shisan is different. He is a mortal fetus, and cannot be immune to damage. He is smashed below and is still disabled. If he is really hurt, the diseased ghost will definitely not miss this rare opportunity. Thinking of this, Wang Shisan ran in the flying smoke and dust, took a few steps, and left this small house.

Just as Wang Shisan had just left the house, smoke and dust were soaring into the sky behind him. This was caused by the collapse of the house. The house simply existed for a long time and was not very strong. The collapse did not cause too much noise.

Looking around, the figure of the sick ghost disappeared. Wang Shisan did not relax his vigilance. He knew that the sick ghost was hiding in the night, waiting for an opportunity to launch a fatal attack.

Wang Shisan concentrated his mind in place, carefully observed the fluctuations of the surrounding air, and wanted to find out where the diseased ghost was hiding.

But after a long time, no discovery was found. Wang Shisan felt that the diseased ghost should have left and did not destroy him tonight, which disappointed Wang Shisan.

Now it is a little difficult to deal with the diseased ghost. If he is allowed to escape, he will definitely absorb the vitality of others. After the injury is healed, the chance of eliminating him will be even more slim.

Just as he was about to leave, Wang Shisan remembered the scene when he just entered the house and opened the drawer. When he was about to encounter a delicate medicine bottle, the disease appeared.

"It seems that the medicine bottle is the parasite of the diseased ghost. As long as the medicine bottle is found and destroyed, the diseased ghost will be destroyed."

Wang Shisan was glad that he remembered it, otherwise he would have missed this rare opportunity.

Looking at the collapsed house in front of him, Wang Shisan was a little overwhelmed. It would be even more difficult to find a small medicine bottle among the massive bricks and stones.

Wang Shisan was not retreated by the difficulties in front of him, and speculated on the location of the bedside table and started to take action.

Finally, hard work pays off. More than an hour later, Wang Shisan successfully found the bedside table. The decayed cabinet was smashed by collapsed bricks and stones. He took away the debris pressed on it and saw the exquisite medicine bottle.

Just as he reached out his hand, Wang Shisan felt the heart part behind him cold, and a murderous intent locked him in his mind. Wang Shisan instantly rolled forward and avoided him.

When I looked back, I found a pit appeared at the position where I was standing just now. This was left by the sick ghost's failed sneak attack behind the scenes.

He looked around and saw that the figures of the sick ghost had merged into the dark night. Only Wang Shisan was left under the bright moonlight. After the danger was lifted, he quickly rushed to the position just now and picked up the exquisite medicine bottle.
Chapter completed!