It finally looked up and met me in a daze, and because of these words, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

After a moment of silence, the ghost shuddered and came to its senses, and fell to its knees trembling, just like the coward before.

I've never admired this method of making an example.

If you are a ghost, you must naturally be gentle and polite, and treat each other wholeheartedly, so that you can appear to be like the same kind and happy.

But now I've already made an example of me, and if you don't know how to lift, it's your fault.

I raised my foot and nodded at the kneeling ghost, urging it patiently, "Say it!"

He was scared to death at first, pursed his lips, and then relieved, it's over, anyway, I don't want to live anymore.

"The corpse of the woman was very evil, she had no soul in her, but since she was thrown into the mass grave, there was a faint force that drove us out like a bandit. ”

"Some, some bold and Taoist ghosts, wanted to rush in, but as a result, they were caught by her and eaten ......"

Why did this become more and more outrageous, and I turned around sharply and turned to the group of ghosts beside me who didn't speak: "Is what it said true?"

This group of unpromising ghosts, suddenly asked by me like this, like frightened birds, nodded their heads like pounding garlic.

In the end, I didn't forget to shrink my body tighter.

In this way, I can't blame them, the ghosts have always been extremely attached to their own physical bodies.

Now the female corpse was swaggering on their corpses, as if they had choked their lifeline, and they were afraid that the female corpse would be unhappy, and a wildfire would burn their old home clean.

I put away the long stick, twisted the trick in one hand, and a ray of fluorescent light popped out of my fingertips towards the female corpse, and when I approached her, there was a faint glimmer of light, and a trace of blood faintly flashed around the female corpse.

Sure enough, there was a formation.

The moment the fluorescent light sank into the woman's corpse, I don't know if it was my illusion or real existence.

The female corpse, as if, was laughing.

The wind swirled in the forest again, and the imp who had just been imprisoned hid behind me at a speed, howling in a heel.

I rolled my eyes and cursed.

At this moment, the female corpse that had been lying in place actually sat up slowly, and the two large holes on her face were facing me.

Raise the soul with corpses.

I really guessed correctly, the purpose of this soul refiner at the beginning was not simply to refine a powerful ghost.

He had put a lot of effort into using this ferocious corpse placed in the place where the evil was nurtured to attract something more powerful to attach to it.

After that, with a little magic, what you get is a demon soul that is a hundred times more difficult than the resentful spirit.

Before it is formed, this thing will never be left!

With the palms clasped together, the female corpse's body suddenly burst into hell karmic fire, and when the fire was at its peak, the female corpse's mouth grinned in an incredible arc, and began to giggle wildly.

The wind in the forest was even worse, and in the whining wind, a gentle and tactful water mill tune gradually sounded, babbling mixed with the almost crazy laughter of the female corpse.

The group of imps behind me were no better, and they were scurrying around like headless flies at the moment.

The scene was chaotic and lost control at one point.

Part of the spirit of that thing was trapped in the female corpse, and now it is surrounded by karmic fire, and it can't be withdrawn for a while.

Originally, I could have cleaned it up, but in the current situation, even if I have three heads and six arms, a good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves.

If only Blackie were there......

I summoned the long deacon again, and drew a spell mark in the void beside me, and the door of the ghost opened.

Before I could speak, the stupid ghosts who were scared and stupid, as if they had found salvation, rushed to the dark red whirlpool of ghosts.

Once I had cleaned them up, I was ready to deal with the monster on the woman's corpse.

The forest quieted down at some point, and the fire on the woman's corpse gradually extinguished, emitting bursts of black smoke and the stench of scorched rot.

My heart sank, and I was still one step slower in the end!

Although it was not caught, some of the evil creature's spirit was burned by karmic fire, and the situation would not be much better, at least, it would not harm people for a while.

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As I was returning to the Netherworld, I happened to meet the old man who was ferrying on the edge of the Lethe River, and he smiled and waved at me, and I jumped on the boat with a lot of face.

He said 'yo' and approached me: "I haven't seen Xiaobai for many days, but I actually look more and more beautiful." ”

I glanced at him, I didn't want to take care of it, this old man has been ferrying here since the beginning of the netherworld, he is very old and loves to open his mouth, these people have long been surprised.

After all, it's really not easy for an old bachelor to mix up until now, and besides, he is a senior, and we definitely can't hit him except for laughing at it.

It's good to get used to it, it's good to get used to it!

"But no, if you want me to say, this Lord Bai is much more beautiful than the Lady of the Six Realms in the Shangqing Immortal Realm!" a ghost voice echoed at the stern.

When the old man heard this, he laughed and scolded: "You drunkard is talking wildly, haven't you seen the fairy of the whip?"

I eavesdropped with my ears pricked up and squinted at them.

I saw a fat-headed and big-eared ghost crawling up from the stern of the boat, and said drunkly: "Lord Bai Wuchang is more beautiful than her, and if you see an adult, isn't it equivalent to seeing a fairy in the cause~"

"Hahahahaha......" The boat immediately erupted in the wild laughter of the two old ghosts.

With the green tendons on my forehead jumping a few times, I pretended not to pay attention, and dropped the cold chain in my sleeve on the board. There was a clanging sound.

For a moment, the bow and stern of the ship were silent.

I bent down to pick up the chain, pretending to be surprised: "Hehe, I didn't hold it steady for a while, you continue?"

The old man at the ferryman was silent, and the oars in his hand danced harder, while the fat drunkard lay on the board like a lump of mud, snoring from time to time, and looked like he was too drunk.

The road was silent, accompanied by the growing popularity of Manju Sawa along the shore to reach the netherworld.

It's rare for me to see Sanshu so free in the Forgotten Terrace. (Note: Sanshu refers to Meng Jiang, Meng Yong, and Meng Ge, all of whom are lit by Meng Po.) ）

They are good-looking, but they are very short-tempered, and in their words, they are called: Suppress ghosts!

At this moment, I saw that they all looked like the little daughter's shyness, and they didn't know what to say when they got together, and they slapped each other in disgust from time to time.

"Ahem......" I pulled my hands into my sleeves and leaned over with two dry coughs: "What are you doing?"

As soon as Meng Jiang saw me, he immediately covered his face shyly and avoided him.

"Lord Bai, you're just in time!" Meng Ge immediately came over and warmly grabbed me, leading me to the small table where they had been talking.

With a click, she put a bowl of green muddy water in front of me, and beckoned Meng Jiang to come over as if nothing happened.

I looked at the things in front of me with disgust, Meng Ge saw that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately smiled and took her bowl of water back: "Hehe, I'm used to sending soup, Lord Bai is not strange, Mo is strange~"

Meng Yong doesn't like to talk, but he is very virtuous, and after Meng Ge removed the soup, she took out a handful of black and bright seeds from the purse she was carrying and put it in front of me.

This is the seed of Manzhu Shahua, there are many ghosts in the underworld, and this is the other thing, the gods do not eat grains, and we only enjoy a firework in the general tribute, but there is no substance in the mouth.

In order to pass the time in the long years of Hades, the industrious ghost of the Netherworld refined the seeds of this Manzhu Sawa for food and benefited one party!

Meng Yong withdrew his hand and lowered his head shallowly. Even if she had greeted me, I smiled approvingly at her: "What were you talking about so happily just now?"

After finishing speaking, the three of them looked at each other, and a different color appeared on their faces.

Meng Ge smiled ambiguously at me and said, "Lord Bai doesn't know yet, I heard that the prince of the Jun family of Taishan Mansion will come to the Netherworld next month. ”

With that, he looked at me with a red face.

"Oh, so what?" I don't think I was thinking about it.

Look at the appearance of this group of girls, that prince must be some kind of handsome and chic, suave, shocking heaven and man, otherwise, according to the living beings they have seen in this netherworld, they will definitely not look like this.

Meng Jiang raised his pair of apricot eyes and glared at me, and his tone was a little anxious: "That's naturally a handsome son, and I'm looking for it." ”

"Poof!" I couldn't help but squirt out of my mouth, jokingly, "Can people look at you?"

As soon as Meng Jiang was told by me, the roots of his ears were so red that he was about to drip blood, and he bit his lip and stopped talking.

Meng Ge patted me reproachfully, and retorted: "Don't believe it, at the beginning of the birth of the son, Lingbao Tianzun said that he was destined to have a relationship with a female ghost, and he only said it was a joke back then. ”

"But now that the son of the world is coming to the Netherworld, who knows if the joke is true or not?"

I understood a rough idea, and the branch pancreas bowed his head to analyze the key points: "This yaksha is also a ghost, what if people are not talking about female ghosts of your type?"

The good topic came to an abrupt end, and I was finally invited away by the three of them with not very good-looking faces.

These days, even female ghosts don't want to listen to the truth!

I was bored, and walked slowly through the immortal barrier, intending to go to the judge's place to look at the book of life and death, and investigate the details of the corpse of the woman in red.

The bustle of the ghost market was cut off behind him, and his eyes inadvertently swept towards the hall of impermanence, but he didn't want to see two figures from afar, one tall and one short, who entered the main hall before me.

I recognize the short one, it should be the leopard-tailed guy, and as for the tall one, I seem to have seen it somewhere......