This little girl is very attractive, about four or five years old, wearing a red belly pocket and bare feet, with a small tugging on her head, and when she speaks, she pulls the corners of people's clothes with her little hands.

If you change the time and scene, you can't help but pick up the little girl and kiss it twice, but what is the situation now, this place is haunted, how did this little girl come out, no one saw it.

Xiaowen was dumbfounded, cold sweat flowed down her forehead, and her clothes were soaked in an instant, she suddenly stammered with a sad face: "You, don't pull me, let go, let go......"

Wang Changsheng's eyes glanced at the ground, the ground against the moonlight was bare, the shadow of the little girl was not beaten, he frowned and scolded: "Go away!"

The little girl suddenly turned her head and asked pitifully, "Uncle, are you trying to drive me away?"

"If you don't leave, you may not even have the chance to leave, I think you are young and have not done any evil, and besides, it is my turn to do this kind of thing to eliminate demons, and I am even more lazy to care about you, but if you give your face shamelessly, I really don't mind taking you away" Wang Changsheng squatted down with a smile, stretched out a finger to hook the little girl's chin, and said, "Do you want to get out?"

"Whew!" When Wang Changsheng's fingers touched the other party, a scream suddenly erupted from the little girl's mouth, and her originally pink and jade face instantly became hideous, and her skin was as if it had been roasted by fire, and her whole face was black piece by piece, covered with spider patterns.

As soon as the little girl screamed, Brother Bin and the others were taken aback, Wang Changsheng turned over his hands and took out five rune papers from his body, and then slapped them on the shoulders one by one with a "snap", and said very quickly: "Hurry up, right away, don't delay, if the group behind comes up, you will have no chance to leave if you want to." ”

As soon as Wang Changsheng's rune paper fell on their shoulders, Brother Bin and the others felt a ball of fire rising on their bodies, it was very hot, the yin qi in this villa area was extremely heavy, and it was very easy to be entangled by this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts who came.

Brother Bin and the others were caught off guard, and were stunned for a moment, Wang Changsheng couldn't help frowning, and said, "Why don't you leave yet......

Wang Changsheng scolded them again, and they could be regarded as reacting, a few people didn't even have time to clean up the things on the ground, so they ran outside the villa area, and ran outside the door and suddenly felt that their bodies were not so cool, so they stopped, and then pulled the car door and got in.

There was a tense atmosphere in the car, through the window glass, you could vaguely see Wang Changsheng standing in the open space, Brother Bin swallowed and foamed, and said: "This, in this world, really, there are really ghosts?"

Ghosts and gods have always been circulated in the world, from ancient times to the present, probably a few decades ago people were still more convinced, but since those years in addition to the four old incidents, ghosts and gods have been branded as feudal superstition, but all those who walk the streets and alleys to set up stalls and fortune tellers have been locked in the cowshed, this wind has been suppressed, until twenty or thirty years later, it gradually emerged again.

Up to now, at least sixty or seventy percent of people do not believe in ghosts and gods, after all, no one has seen this thing with their own eyes, and it is not reflected in books or any video materials, coupled with decades of indoctrination of educational thoughts, the vast majority of people still regard this as an ethereal statement.

However, not seeing it does not mean that it does not exist, in some specific occasions or environments, it is still very possible to see ghosts, such as this barren mountain villa area.

There was silence in the car for a while, and Huang Mao saw that Wang Changsheng seemed to be walking towards the group of lonely ghosts, so he rolled his eyes and asked, "What do you guess this guy does?"

"Taoist priest ...... monk"

"With him here, I don't think it's like there's anything wrong, hey, our live broadcast will definitely not be broadcast, but I think there is still a gimmick that can be rendered" Huang Mao took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the camera, and said: "Let's take a few photos and send them, believe it or not, the click-through rate must be jumping up, and this wave can also attract a lot of fans"

Either people, there will always be this kind of problem, the scar is good, the pain is forgotten, the leg is cramped just now, and once the danger is turned around, the pain is left behind.

"Click, click" Huang Mao took several photos in a row in the direction of Wang Changsheng, and after he finished taking them, he hurriedly opened the album, but he was immediately stupid when he saw it.

Brother Bin and the others came over, only to see Wang Changsheng's direction, only his vague back, but there was no girl carved in pink and jade in the photo, nor two red lanterns, let alone the team of lonely ghosts who had walked to his side.

The photo is empty, and Wang Changsheng's back looks particularly gloomy and lonely, because he can only vaguely see the swirling yin qi around him.

Wang Changsheng looked at the group opposite, in fact, he had probably tasted it, this should be a big family, probably lived here about two or three hundred years ago, maybe I didn't know what happened later, they all died here overnight, if you judge from the body surface, nine times out of ten they may have been burned to death by a fire, otherwise the anger on their bodies would not be so heavy.

Normally, there are several ways to die, which are very easy to produce ghosts, generally drowning or hanging and burning, because these ways of death will make people have great resentment at the moment before death, which is also one of the reasons for the formation of ghosts.

Wang Changsheng is not surprised by this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts, he is more surprised, how this group of people all stayed in the yang world, two or three hundred years have passed and they have not gone to the underworld, from the perspective of their style of acting, they belong to the category of powerful ghosts, but they don't seem to have harmful intentions, otherwise the group of workers on the construction site more than ten years ago is estimated to have died one by one.

Well, this has to be a group of lonely ghosts with good hearts?