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Chapter 154: Hiding under the bed

On the other side, the Taoist priest had successfully put up the talisman outside the house, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He could feel that the ghost was in this room at the moment.

And it's not very powerful. Once these talismans are activated, he will definitely be stunned.

Unless it was the kind of ghost with something to hide, but he had already checked that there was nothing in the house that belonged to the little boy when he was alive, and how could such a weak ghost have something to hide?

A flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he went to talk to the village chief in a good mood.

Although it consumes a few precious talismans, it is still very worthwhile if you can just exchange these for that thing.

After the man in white got what he wanted, he left the village. He told the village chief that the talismans must be taken off after seven or forty-nine days, and then all the ghosts would be gone.

Most people breathed a sigh of relief, but when they thought about the two corpses in the back mountain and the bones piled up in this village, they felt that this village could no longer be called "lucky".

So one after another, many people left the village, including Fang Tong's family.



Ten days later, the village was no longer ashamed, and people burned the dead bodies to pay homage.

There are scattered paper money everywhere in the village. Looking from a distance, people can't help but feel a chill. They feel that this place is like a ghost village, and it is extremely gloomy.

One day, a young man walked out of his house and felt that something was wrong in the village. After walking a few steps, he smelled the pungent smell of blood.

An unpleasant feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart. He turned around and was about to walk home, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed pieces of flesh and blood in front of another family's door.

That's people.

It's a dead person.

He didn't know what to do. He only had the instinct of survival in his mind and ran home desperately.

He ran very fast, and it was precisely because of this speed that he felt a burst of cold light piercing him, and he had no time to react before his body hit him.

It was like hitting several big knives.

First there was a cold shiver, and then there was pain. The young man's whole body was shaking like a sieve. Under such trembling, his head hung down, and he saw the flesh on his body falling off piece by piece, and then with a snap, his whole body fell.

Everyone fell apart and fell to the ground.

In three days, all the people in this village were slaughtered by ghosts.

The female ghost's fingernails were very long and as sharp as a knife. She wandered the streets with her eyes closed, as if her eyes had never been opened. Her long bloody robe trailed behind her, leaving sticky blood stains.

As it wanders around, it devours the newly born ghosts and strengthens its own power.

At this time, the anomalies in Beizhou have just begun to appear, but they have not yet reached the level where evil spirits are rampant.

There were not many ghosts at this time, Beizhou was too big, and the death of a small village did not arouse people's vigilance.



All the ghosts were eaten by the female ghost, but there was only one ghost. When he swallowed it, the ghost body was not as bright as before. The ghost mist seemed to have some strange reaction, always rioting on its own, and the female ghost's resentment was also caused by this.

Deeper and deeper.

It didn't understand why, but it had to eat that ghost.

In a room, a ghost with a mutilated face was hiding motionless under the bed.

It has been confused for a long time. It knows that it is dead. It remembers that its neck hurt when it died and it could not breathe. It also saw that it was buried in a pit, with rats gnawing on its face and biting its eyeballs. It was muddy.

The juice flows out, underground where no one can see.

It didn't want to look anymore, so it floated away.

It didn't remember its name or what it was going to do. It only vaguely remembered that it was trying to prevent something. Wan Gui lowered his head and looked at the small cage around his waist, trying hard to think of what that thing was.

There was a faint sound like a knife cutting the ground, and the ghost's confused thoughts were all over, and he started to tremble.

The ghost has been chasing it for many days, but at the critical moment, it will always stop, or it will just stay there as if it has no resentment for a moment, "looking" at itself with its eyes that cannot be opened.

But that feeling became less and less. The female ghost tried to open her eyes. The ghost always felt that if it really opened those eyes, it would completely become another existence.

It was very scared, it couldn't be killed, and it still had something to do, so today, when the female ghost stopped, it immediately ran into a room and hid under the bed.

Although I don't know if it is useful, my survival instinct still makes me do it.

At this moment, another person broke in, a young man dressed in black. He immediately closed the door after entering the room, scanned the room, and found that there was only one bed, and immediately rolled under the bed.

Ghost:?

He subconsciously hid inside, and directly overlapped with the body of the ghost. At that moment, Yin Qi enveloped his whole body, and the cold air filled the air.

The man's expression instantly darkened, and a flash of despair flashed in his eyes.

There won't be another one here, right?

Really a ghost?

It's a pity that he can't see where this kind of thing comes from. He has never heard of it before in Xizhou. He is a monk and can see the soul of a monk leaving the body, but he can't see the ghosts that humans turn into after death.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be in the underworld?

He can't die here, he absolutely can't die here. He hasn't found Wuwei Cao yet, and he still has to deal with that cheap master.

Ming Ming found out that the village chief has a precious seed. From the description, it should be the seed of Wuwei grass. Moreover, the name of this village is also called Lucky, which may be related to Wuwei grass that can change luck.

Now it seems like it's all bullshit, the whole village was slaughtered, and the village chief's house was rummaged through, and there were no seeds at all.

The ghost looked at the man blankly. One of his left arms seemed to have been cut off by something. The white bones on it were clearly visible, and the bone marrow was flowing out. It looked extremely ferocious.

It was a little frightened, curled up, and squirmed to the other side of the bed.

The bed was placed in the corner, diagonally facing the door, next to two walls. Whichever wall could be considered as inside, they were all about the same distance from the door.

So it chose to switch sides and hide.

The desperate man's expression changed, and he suddenly felt that the coldness in his body was relieved.

Could it be that he felt wrong?

The man laughed at himself, thinking that if there really was a ghost here, he might have died on the spot if he had directly pressed against it.

And no matter what, he is not dead now, and the cold is also fading, so it will be fine for the time being, and he will hide from the female ghost first.

The man took out a handful of medicinal powder from his storage space and pressed it on his severed arm without changing his expression. The medicinal powder was very strange. The moment it was pressed, it reacted with the blood and formed a piece of yellow flesh.

membrane.

There was a look of ferocity on the man's thin face. It was obvious that the medicine was extremely painful, but he held on tightly and did not make a sound.

Chen Shi, did your bad luck affect me again? When I came to find Wuwei grass for you, a ghost chopped off my arm.

I hope that thing is really that magical, I hope it can really change your luck, otherwise I will be finished following you sooner or later, and I don’t know how many prescriptions I will have to study less.

But every time I can save the day, there should be no problem this time. I have saved the broken arm, and I will go back alive and reattach it.
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