The tiger's screams were getting louder and louder, as if reminding me and Qimeng that there were unclean things in this room.

After Qimeng, who was sitting on the bed, heard the tiger's screams, he was about to get out of bed with his shoes, but I reached out and stopped her:

"Sister Qimeng, just sit on the bed and don't get off!"

If the person who came was really Wang Daming's wronged soul, his first target to seek his life would definitely be me.

I raised my head, my eyes stared at the dark red blood stains on the roof. Time passed by minute by minute, and the area of ​​the blood stains became larger and larger, and the frequency of blood beads dripping from it became faster and faster!

"Wang Cheng, is there anything on the roof?" Qimeng looked at me and asked softly.

"It should be the evil soul of Wang Daming, the beast." I said and took the backpack that was placed aside, trying to find the glazed pigment with chicken blood from it to deal with Wang Daming's evil soul.

Before I could find the glazed pigment from my backpack, Qimeng shouted to me:

"Wang Cheng, look, the blood on the roof is gone!"

After hearing Qimeng's shouting, I immediately looked at the roof. As expected, just now, the increasingly dark red blood stains suddenly disappeared.

I looked down at the ground, and the blood stains dripping from the blood beads also disappeared at the same time, just as everything before had never happened...

"Wang Cheng, what's going on?" Qi Meng asked with a dilated pupils and looked at me with fear.

"It should be that beast Wang Daming is scaring us. Sister Qimeng, don't be afraid. If he dares to come, I will make him unable to make a ghost!" I said, and took out a bottle containing glazed pigment from my backpack.

When I opened the lid, I saw that although there were not much left, there was still some.

"Sister Qimeng, take this scraper for you and put it under the pillow. You go to bed first, don't be afraid." I said and handed the scraper in my hand to Qimeng.

Qimeng did not reach out to pick it up, but looked at me and asked worriedly:

"Wang Cheng, if you give me the self-defense scraper? Then what do you use?"

"I have this, glazed pigment, mixed with chicken blood, which can be completely used to deal with evil spirits and evil spirits." I said and shook the bottle in my hand.

Only then did Qimeng pick up the scraper I handed to her and put it under the pillow.

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Who?!" I asked subconsciously.

"It's me, open the door." It was a strange man's voice, his voice was very low and he sounded a little hoarse.

I unscrewed the bottle cap in my hand, walked towards the back of the door with the glazed paint, and carefully opened a gap in the door. Only then did I see clearly that the sunglasses brother who was with Taoist Yangwei was coming.

It was already midnight, but the big sunglasses on his face were still not taken off.

This person gave me the impression that he was a strange man. He had never heard him speak along the way, nor did he know his origin and identity, so I always kept full vigilance towards him.

"It's already so late, what are you doing here?" I looked at Brother Sunglasses and asked with caution.

Brother Sun Glasses didn't say anything, but pushed the door open, walked around me and went straight into the room, smelling something carefully with his nose.

I was a little unhappy at the moment. Just as I was about to speak, he asked before me:

"Did you hear any strange sounds just now? I smelled the smell of evil spirits and evil spirits in your room."

With just this sentence, I know that this brother is not simple.

"Yes, just before you came, a large piece of blood appeared on the top of our room, and I could hear strange laughter from time to time. But now the blood disappeared out of thin air and disappeared." I said to Brother Sun Glasses truthfully.

After hearing my words, Brother Sun Glasses turned around and sniffed it carefully at me and asked:

"Borrowing the art to pass on people?"

"That's right." I replied.

He didn't say anything anymore, and turned his gaze to Qimeng, who was sitting on the bed.

Brother Sun Glasses stared at Qimeng for a while before speaking to me:

"That thing has left, I won't disturb you to rest." He said, taking out a white paper crane from his body and handed it to me, "Just put it on the ground later." After that, he turned around and left.

The moment he walked out of the door, I accidentally saw that he reached out to touch the position of the door frame, and then walked out of the room.

Only blind people could do the move just now. I finally understood why he wore a pair of black sunglasses all day, because he was a blind man who could not see anything.

But if he is a blind man, why can he come and go freely in such an unfamiliar environment without a blind guide stick in his hand?

After Brother Sun Glasses left, as he said, Wang Daming's laughter never appeared again.

But even so, I didn't dare to fall asleep that night, and kept staying up until dawn. When it was dark the next morning, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. When Qimeng woke me up, it was almost noon.

I sat up from the ground, rubbed my slightly swollen head, and saw the paper crane placed on the ground from the corner of my eyes.

This look really scared me. At some point, the white paper crane had turned into a terrifying black.

I reached out and wanted to pick up the paper crane from the ground. As soon as my fingers touched it, the black paper crane instantly turned into a ball of black powder.

"What's wrong with this paper crane?" Qi Meng, who was standing beside him, asked in surprise after seeing this scene.

"I don't know, I'll ask about the sunglasses." I said, put on my shoes and ran out. Outside, I saw Brother Sunglasses sitting in the corner.

I didn't know his name either, so I had to walk over and bend down and ask him:

"Brother, the paper crane you gave me yesterday turned completely black when I woke up this morning. When I touched it, it turned into powder. What's the situation?"

Brother Sunglasses said to me without raising his head:

"The paper crane of the evil ghost is red, the paper crane of the evil ghost is blue, and only the evil ghost will turn into black powder. The one who came to you yesterday was not the soul of the wrong, but the evil ghost that was extremely difficult to deal with!"

"Aggressive Ghost?" Hearing this, I began to wonder in my heart. Wang Daming died in the rotten mouth yesterday. Even if the unjust soul does not dissipate after death and becomes a ghost, he can only be an unjust soul and a ghost.

Because I remember that the "Classic Soul Seal Record" clearly states that after death, a person will first become an evil soul or a ghost. If no one helps him to save him for many years, and the wronged soul itself has a great resentment, he may become an evil ghost.

But as for this evil ghost, it must be the wronged soul constantly absorbing the essence and blood of living people, and combined with its own cultivation, so that it can become an evil ghost step by step. Wang Daming has just died for a day, so why has he become an evil ghost?

This is not consistent with common sense.

Brother Sun Glasses probably guessed what I was thinking, so he continued to say to me:

"There are two possibilities for this evil spirit to form. One is that the wronged soul harms people, borrows the essence and blood of people, and cultivates the evil spirit; the other is that some people are born with souls, that is, the fourth soul. Usually, if the resentment does not dissipate after death, there is a high chance of becoming evil spirits directly."
Chapter completed!