It's night again!

Hai time.

Yang Changan hadn't fallen asleep yet, and was reading a copy of "The Theory of Strategy", which was written by Fu Tianqiu, the secretary of the dynasty.

The content inside is interesting.

The deep mountains, ancient temples, old demons, ghosts, all these are terrifying scenes.

The sages of this world once said: I often read the books of the sages, my heart is just and upright, the spirit of Haoran exists, and the ghosts dare not approach.

Although Yang Changan did not say that he was rich and rich when he was on earth, he still read some books of sages, and he naturally had some heroic energy.

Even if you watch such a horrific story late at night, you are not afraid.

It is recorded in the Theosophies.

There have been fox demons in the form of retribution, there are also rat demons who create plagues and poison the party, there are powerful ghosts who ask for their lives just to take revenge, and there are also fairies who go down to earth to find Ruyi Langjun......

Such a bizarre story, Yang Changan watched it with relish.

I was a little fascinated.

However, I was a little scared to see the old demon of Montenegro eating people, the thousand-year-old centipede turning into an ancestor as an ancestor, and the 10,000-year-old corpse incarnating as an emperor.

What we are afraid of is that the demons will cause chaos and harm to the living beings, and what we are afraid of is that the demons will turn the dynasty upside down and disturb the society.

Lang Lang Qiankun, blackened impermanence.

Everyone leaned down and knocked on the demons, but the ancestors were not worshipped, and the people of the world who were blinded could not see the truth of the world.

Although this is a fictional story of Shang Shufu Tianqiu, Yang Changan seemed to be frightened, if the current situation of the Great Shang Dynasty is like this, how terrible would it be?

Just as he pondered!

"Knock knock!"

"Young Master, have you slept?"

It's still late at night, and it's still Aunt Liu's slightly eager voice.

Yang Changan frowned, opened the door, and the scene in front of him seemed to be familiar with the previous two nights.

It's just that the look on Aunt Liu's face is even worse, and she is frightened rather than afraid.

"Aunt Liu, you're not going to hit the ghost again, are you?"

Yang Chang'an took the book and said calmly.

"Yes, young master, it's true this time, there are really ghosts in the toilet. ”

Aunt Liu said with trembling lips.

"Let's go, let's take a look. ”

hit the ghost three times twice, Yang Changan also smiled bitterly in his heart, but seeing that Aunt Liu's expression didn't seem to be fake, he couldn't say anything, so he had to go and see what was going on.

Rooms.

"Why is there blood in this toilet?"

Yang Changan's vigilance soared, and the strength of holding the book in his hand became even stronger.

"This ...... This is my monthly routine. ”

Aunt Liu's face was crimson, and her voice was weak, as if she couldn't hear it.

Menstruation?

Yang Changan nodded, indicating that he understood, but he was puzzled: "Aunt Liu, where is this ghost?"

Hearing this, Aunt Liu suddenly changed color, pointed to the toilet and said in a trembling voice: "Young master, don't you think it's strange that the water in this toilet can't leak?"

"Could it be that the toilet is blocked?" In the blink of an eye, Yang Changan picked up the wooden stick beside him and poked it inside, but it was inserted to the end, and there was no hindrance.

At this moment, Aunt Liu's voice rang out again: "Young Master, the blood in the toilet was red before, but now it is slowly becoming lighter, and there are even strange sounds coming out of it, as if a person is full of food and burping." ”

It's already weird that the water can't leak, and now there is such a thing?

Without too many words, Yang Changan kicked open the toilet, and the light-colored blood in it poured out at once.

He looked over again, and there was really nothing foreign inside.

So why can't this water leak?

Why is the blood shallower again?

Thinking about it, Yang Changan shuddered, which couldn't be explained.

Is it the pressure difference?

Could it be that the pit pipe is full of exhaust gas, and the pressure is greater than that in the house, and the gravity of the water cancels out the pressure difference, so it can't leak?

Just when he thought of this possibility.

Suddenly.

The sound of "chirp" made his heart beat violently, and he hurriedly looked at Aunt Liu and Xiaoya, only to see that the two of them shook their heads in horror, and they didn't even dare to answer.

"Chirp!"

The soul-stirring voice sounded again, making the scalp tingle.

"!"

Four broken sounds.

Yang Changan's hairs stood on end, and he held the wooden stick and stabbed it at the leaky mouth, making a collision sound with a "bang bang bang".

Aunt Liu and Xiaoya saw Yang Changan's operation, and they were so frightened that they hugged each other and didn't dare to look around.

Take a breath of relief.

Look ahead, and there's nothing.

If it was really a ghost, why didn't it dare to appear, since it didn't appear, it was obviously shocked by itself.

Or...... There are no ghosts.

Thinking like this, Yang Changan was even more courageous.

Just as he was about to dismantle all the toilet pipes, his neck felt as if it had been bitten by mosquitoes.

The pain of the heart.

"Smack!"

Suddenly in pain, Yang Changan took the opportunity to shoot the "Theory of Strategy" with the "Theory of Strategy" in his left hand, and there was a strange sound of "Zizizi", as if the sound of cooking oil sounded.

When I was shocked, I glanced at it.

Under the book, above the neck, there was a fist-sized ball of blood-colored flesh, like an erosive tumor, and at the moment it was covered in black smoke, "chirping, chirping", looking very painful.

"!"

Yang Chang'an was startled, the book was immediately removed, and with a "snap", the blood-colored sarcoma fell to the ground, like a puddle of pus and blood, sticking to the ground.

"What is this?"

He was shocked, his heart pounding violently.

The blood-colored sarcoma actually revealed a pair of red eyes at this moment, with pain and resentment, it was glaring at Yang Changan.

"Ghost, this is a ghost!"

Aunt Liu shouted tremblingly.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as Aunt Liu's words fell, Yang Changan was swept down with a mess, and the more violently he forced, the more courageous he became, and he couldn't wait to yell twice.

As the raindrops of sticks fell, the blood-colored sarcoma was directly smashed into a piece of bloody paper, but there was no fear in its eyes, and the color of resentment was even stronger.

Yang Chang'an felt a chill down his spine, his eyes were too vicious and evil, which made him tremble.

Sticks are useless against it?

Don't?

Yang Changan looked at the "Theory of Strategy" in his hand, and the blood-colored sarcoma saw his expression, and kept screaming, with extreme fear in his eyes, and he wanted to escape.

The paper-like body was trying to retract, but the next moment, waiting for it was the open "Theory of Theology".

"Bang!"

Press with one hand and it is completely covered.

Black smoke rose in a puff of air, and the screams were terrible.

Yang Changan's palm subconsciously worked harder.

After a few breaths, the screaming stopped, and the black smoke was gone.

Yang Changan slowly opened the book, and there was no so-called blood-colored sarcoma below, it had already turned into smoke, and its soul had returned to the west.

"If there are no ghosts, how can hemosarcoma be melted out of thin air by a book?"

Yang Changan was extremely frightened when he thought about it, his thoughts were subverted, and he was a little unbelievable, looking at the yellowed "Theory of Strategy" in his hand, he said to himself: "Haoran's qi, killing ghosts and subduing demons, this book doesn't seem to be a high imitation, but a real one." ”

"Young master, have you destroyed the ghosts?"

Aunt Liu hugged the little girl's trembling petite body and asked in disbelief.

"Hmm!"

Yang Changan nodded rather heavily, and at this moment, his head swelled, and his consciousness entered his brain at once.

I saw a faint golden light on the supernatural disk, and a translucent little figure stood on it.

It was Yang Changan.

There are also words around the transparent villain.

[Magical Power]: Quiet

[Pure Yang Energy]: 0

Yang Changan's heart moved slightly, his consciousness sank into the "pure yang energy", and a piece of information was transmitted.

[Pure yang energy, which can be used to open the divine power on the Divine Power Disk.

The source of energy - one's own spirit and spirit, or slaying demons and monsters. 】

The mind sank into the supernatural power.

[Through the secluded, you can see the things of the netherworld, and you can also talk to them.

Through the ghostly supernatural powers, 1 point of pure yang energy is turned on, and the energy comes from the vampogher. 】

Yang Changan digested all this and muttered to himself: "Is the blood-colored sarcoma just now a vamphire? No wonder I couldn't see it before, it turns out that what is recorded in the book is not completely fake." ”

It is said in the book that vamphivores often haunt the slaughterhouse, feed on blood, especially like to eat human blood, and are more interested in women's menstruation. Therefore, it is hoped that the woman will pay special attention to it, handle it properly, and not abandon it indiscriminately, so as not to get married.

Ponder for a moment.

Yang Changan silently thought in his heart: "Tongyou!"

As soon as the words fell, the word "Tongyou" engraved on the Shentong plate flashed with golden light, and two golden beams of light flew out of it, pouring into his eyes respectively.

Under the eyes of Tongyu, the whole world changed its appearance, turning into black and white.

Peel back the extreme yang and get a glimpse of the netherworld.

This is Tongyu!

With vigilance, Yang Changan looked at the entire room and found that there was nothing else, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The worldview is subverted, perhaps in the blink of an eye.

Yang Chang'an was in a heavy mood, he was under a certain amount of pressure with his magical powers, and he didn't dare to look at it at will.

As the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind, if you know too much, you won't be happy.

If Yang Changan is not afraid, he must be afraid, as can be seen from the fact that he holds the "Theory of Strategy" in his arms.

His mind sank into the supernatural power again.

At this time, the pure yang energy was 0, and he thought of using his own essence and spirit to open a divine power to increase his confidence.

But as soon as the thought came to him, he was suffocated, as if hell was coming to him, and there seemed to be an omen in the dark.

If he did so, he would be squeezed dry into the skin.

Obviously, his current physique is too weak, and the essence and spirit of his whole body are completely insufficient to open a magical power.

Yang Chang'an felt a relation in his heart, a spirit, and suddenly retracted his mind.

"Aunt Liu, you guys can go to my place tonight. ”

Yang Changan saw that they had lost their souls, it must have been caused by fear, and now if they were asked to stand outside for a second, maybe they wouldn't dare.

"Thank you, young master!"

Aunt Liu's face was a little pale, and she pulled the little girl who was so frightened that she couldn't take a step tightly.

Yang Changan sighed lightly, and also took the hand of the little girl.

Boy.

It's so cool!

It seems that he was scared a lot, and all the heat in his spirit was scared away.

"Don't be afraid, little girl, I have a treasure to cure ghosts. ”

Yang Changan comforted, took out the "Theory of Theology" from his arms, and raised it, wanting to reassure her.

Aunt Liu forced a smile and rubbed the little girl's head, the little girl pursed her lips and said strongly: "Young master, the little girl is not afraid." ”

"Little girl. ”

Yang Changan squeezed out a smile and escorted them back to their rooms.

He thought it was all over, but he didn't know that this was the beginning of the horror.