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Chapter 142 Black Mist Child

This ghost child kept screaming, and the sound made Mo Ting and I extremely uncomfortable.

My eardrums hurt and my head was buzzing.

At this moment, seeing the opportunity, he twisted up a handful of the ash from the ancestor's incense and sprinkled it on the ghost child.

"I asked you to scream!"

With a shout, the incense ashes spread out, instantly covering the ghost child.

The ghost kid wanted to avoid it, but it was obvious that he couldn't.

The incense ashes fell all over his body.

The ancestor's incense ash has great restraint against these evil things.

As soon as the incense ash fell on the ghost child, it made a "sizzling" sound.

Like sulfuric acid, it rotted into a small hole in his skin.

Because the ghost child's body was contaminated with incense ash, the ghost child's entire body was now rotting at the same time.

A "sizzling" sound appeared, and wisps of rotten black gas kept coming out of his body.

The whole body of the ghost child became bloody in the blink of an eye, as if a layer of skin had been pulled out.

It looks very scary and scary.

The rotting pain made it impossible for the ghost child to continue howling, and it turned into a painful whine.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts..."

Because of the pain, the ghost child began to roll over on the table and made a hoarse sound.

All the kettles and cups on the table fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

But Moting and I have no mercy.

Without that piercing howl, our ears feel much better.

But it still "buzzed".

I don't want to give this killer boy any chance to breathe.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

When I became an apprentice, the first thing my master taught me was that I should not be merciful when dealing with these dirty things.

I raised my mahogany sword and struck it with one strike.

That ghost kid was writhing in pain and wanted to kill him when he saw me.

Now he was staring at me crazily.

I opened my mouth suddenly, and with an "ouch" sound, a tongue popped out and tried to wrap around my neck.

I have seen this sneaky method once or twice, and I have already been prepared for it.

The moment I saw that ghost kid's tongue coming towards me, I grabbed his tongue.

At the same time, he pulled towards me.

The ghost kid let out a wail of "Wow", and my whole body was pulled off the dining table and fell to the ground.

Mo Ting, who was standing nearby, spotted the ghost child and struck him in the head with his sword.

The ghost child has been completely controlled by me and has no ability to resist.

Not surprisingly, Moting's sword can kill the ghost child.

But who knew that ghost kid was actually a ruthless character.

He bit down hard and bit off his tongue on the spot.

Black blood splattered and turned into black air and disappeared when it hit the ground.

I frowned and threw away the sticky ghost tongue in my hand.

The ghost kid had a mouth full of black blood. When he saw Mo Ting coming to kill him, he dodged again and again.

Mo Ting stabbed the sword and stabbed it in the air again.

But how could Moting let this ghost child go?

He pressed forward step by step, slashing wildly with the mahogany sword in his hand.

The ghost kid was left helpless.

I didn't hesitate and rushed forward quickly, encircling Mo Ting from left to right.

This ghost child without a tongue has basically lost any ability to resist.

He also wanted to jump out of the window and escape, but Moting grabbed him by the back foot and threw him back on the spot.

As soon as he hit the ground, I raised my mahogany sword and slashed hard.

"die!"

This sword was impartial and struck directly on the ghost child's head.

Just listen to the ghost child whine "Ah".

The body exploded instantly and dissipated into black mist.

Seeing this, Moting and I were out of breath.

They all let out a long breath.

This life-killing boy is the only exception...

The two of us also took off our earplugs.

There is also a "buzzing" sound in the ears, which is very uncomfortable and painful.

"Hey! I thought it was easy!

I didn’t expect this ghost kid to have the unique skill of howling!”

Moting breathed out and touched his ears.

I smiled bitterly and started to talk.

But who knew that at this moment, I would see the black mist after the ghost child dissipated.

At this time, they suddenly came together to form a vague humanoid child.

"What the hell, what's going on?"

I opened my mouth in surprise and pointed at the ghostly mist and black air gathering not far away.

Mo Ting also widened his eyes, looking surprised:

"Isn't it possible? His soul is completely gone, isn't he still dead?"

As he spoke, Mo Ting struck twice with his mahogany sword.

It's useless, the human-shaped black mist gathers and never disperses, forming the appearance of a child.

Just when the two of us were confused about the situation, the condensed human-shaped black mist suddenly fell to the ground.

Just like a child in the black fog, he looked up at Mo Ting and me, then turned around and ran to the bedroom.

Although the two of us don't know what's going on, why the murdered ghost child can still condense into a human form of black mist.

But at this moment, it was impossible to just stand there stupidly.

No matter what the origin of the black mist is, it must not be let go and must be destroyed.

Without any hesitation, he quickly followed the condensed black mist of the child and chased after him.

Finally, it was discovered that the condensed black mist of a child ran into the master bedroom, followed by the master bathroom.

When Mo Ting and I chased to the main guard door.

I found that the child Hei Wu looked back at me and Mo Ting, acting very nervous.

Then he plunged into the main guard and hung it in a shrine on the wall.

In that shrine, there happened to be a smiling, red-cheeked ceramic doll sitting...


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