"Same kind?" Balian's voice was a little cold: "I will not lend her body to eat such disgusting things."
A hand, with a hint of coolness and coldness, suddenly rested on Bai Lian's shoulder.
Cold, skinny, with long, deep nails that are faintly green.
"It's really surprising. I thought I hid it very well. How did you see it? After all... I wasn't the one who killed him." Along with the low voice, there was also a rotten smell.
Come.
This smell is very similar to the smell of corpses that have been buried deep in the soil for many years, rotting, and leaching out with corpse water.
Balian may have difficulty discerning the various scents of the human world, but he is very familiar with the smell of the inferi beneath the ground.
At this moment, the face behind him was completely unrecognizable and covered with corpse spots. From time to time, pale corpse insects squirmed out of the green eyes.
At midnight, this scene is enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Balian looked back slowly, his dark eyes turning scarlet at some point.
As he looked back, the moonlight that had been unable to shine in broke through a ray of darkness at some point, and the desolate light slanted in his eyes, creating an infinite cold color.
The silent and ferocious look on the old man's face suddenly stopped, and the strange wrinkles on his forehead also trembled slightly. He was actually frightened by these eyes that were as bloody as gems, and he subconsciously withdrew his palm,
Take a step back.
Balian suddenly took action and grabbed his wrist. The force in his palm was like an iron pincer, and the bones were squeezed so hard that they creaked.
"Since you're asking humbly, shouldn't the old gentleman at least let someone finish his words first?"
Balian's hand tightened, forcing the old man not to move back even an inch.
His eyebrows were like ink, and his eyes were like demons. He looked at the undulating ground with blood-stained eyes, his eyes as gentle as before.
Congshan Ruliu stood up straight, standing still in the night wind, his posture was like a gentleman's green bamboo, tall and straight.
He looked at the ghost in front of him and said calmly: "Sit down."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man resisted but could not resist. A huge force suddenly came from his arm, like a giant whale at the bottom of the deep sea biting his arm and pulling him down heavily!
His body fell hard to the ground. When he landed on the ground, his whole body felt extremely painful, as if he had been crushed by a boulder.
From the part where his wrist was tightly gripped, the skin exploded inch by inch, as if a layer of fish scales had been scraped off by a sharp blade, and pale and old skin flew out!
The skin was forcibly peeled off, leaving no trace of a blood-red and smelly body exposed. His body had no skin, and the skin was stolen.
This old ghost was shocked!
With a hundred years of cultivation, he was so easily suppressed by a junior!
An inhuman roar came out of his mouth, mixed with a sinister aura.
Balian still held his wrist and didn't let go.
"I have to say that you are good at pretending to be a human being. You are indeed perfect. I didn't notice anything strange at first, but from the moment you killed someone, you were full of flaws.
You kill people with blinding eyes. When the girl screams, you only need to cover her eyes, but you also cover her mouth. In extreme panic, your behavior is likely to cause death.
She was suffocated to death, but you comforted her, but she trembled even more."
The old ghost's voice was hoarse: "Only for this reason... you..."
"Of course it's more than that." Balian looked towards the western horizon.
"I heard that there is a ghost mountain sealed in the outer city. It is to the west that evil murders occurred in the restaurant. People fled in panic, but I found that no one dared to escape to the west.
Only you... took your granddaughter and fled to this deserted alley. If you really thought it was a ghost killing someone, you should have fled towards the light and sought the protection of the practitioners in the city."
The old ghost on the ground struggled and raised his face, which was bloody and full of sinister energy.
His facial features were completely unrecognizable, but his eyes were still bright and hidden, and he chuckled sinisterly.
"What a good thing you are. The demonic energy in your body is not much less than my ghostly energy. We are both dark creatures, so why should we kill each other?"
Balian ignored his sarcasm, glanced into his eyes, and said, "Since you are so devoted to the Emperor, why would you do such a thing under her nose?"
He could see that the old ghost who had just disguised himself as a storyteller in the restaurant could not hide the radiant look in his eyes when he was telling the story of the Emperor and the Empress.
At that time, there were several practitioners sitting in the audience, but they had no idea about the origin and story of the Queen.
But the storyteller was able to speak clearly and logically, and it was not very different from what sister Lin Yuan said.
And how can a poor storyteller know these ancient secrets of the creation of the world?
The old ghost's eyes were narrowed deeply, and blood clots were falling from his hideous and blurred face.
He laughed at himself: "Do you think that an ugly creature like me would admire and admire a legendary holy god? Isn't it very ridiculous?"
Bailian said: "This is not the reason for you to kill."
"The devil kills without a reason."
"That girl also threw copper coins on the stage because of your story." Balian's words made the old man on the ground tremble.
But there was only hatred and resentment in his eyes, without any trace of guilt or wavering.
He looked at Balian with a resentful expression: "Even if I kill someone, what does that have to do with you! You are just like me, both ghosts and demons. Why do you still want to eliminate demons and defend the law for mankind? Fight injustice? Really?
Are you a saint now?!"
Bailian said: "Just do things with your heart."
The old ghost sneered: "Do you really think you can catch all the evil ghosts in this world?!"
Bailian said: "I am not a Taoist priest, and I have no obligation to catch ghosts. I caught you just because I met you by chance."
The old ghost slowly closed his eyes, and inserted his other free five fingers deeply into the shadow of the earth. He smiled sinisterly, and his voice was strange and harsh: "I have said it, I am not the murderer."
Balian frowned, and the hand holding his wrist suddenly tightened due to uneasiness.
However, no one gave him time to react.
The girl lying on the ground opened her eyes at some point, and her eyes turned out to be the same as that of the old ghost, green and quiet, like an evil ghost at night.
She was still holding the piece of butter sugar in her hand, but she opened her mouth silently towards Balian's back. In the big mouth, there was a bottomless black hole, like an abyss of evil spirits.
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