The atmosphere, the eerie silence.

Xie Meng, who was tied, and Miao Kongkong were all surprised.

Chen Peng's little heart was pounding, and to be honest, he was also confused now. There is nothing under the rag, could it be that the rag has become fine?

This thought flashed through Chen Peng's mind, and then he rolled on the ground to widen the distance.

Although Chen Peng has not seen much of the supernatural movie, he has a good impression of the plot of the demonic possession in it, and the body here is not only the human body, but also an inanimate object.

However, the evil ghosts in the movie are either attached to knives or forks, and it is really rare to have a big rag attached to this hair!

Chen Peng stared at the big rag as he moved his steps, cold sweat slid down his sideburns, and his calves trembled slightly.

In the spiritual world, he hurriedly ran to call the big guy to get up and help, "Hey, auntie, don't sleep, get up and help me fight ghosts!"

The witch was still lying on her side, not in the slightest intention of waking up.

Outside, a big rag slowly floated towards Chen Peng, and the ethereal child's voice sounded again: "Don't run, play with me......"

Chen Peng thought to himself, I will play with you with a hammer! Then he looked around, trying to find something to take advantage of, and suddenly he saw a stick, and hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, just in time to catch a glimpse of the half-exposed inflatable lighter in Xie Meng's butt pocket.

It is said that ghosts are afraid of fire, and this ghost leaned over a piece of cloth again, and Chen Peng felt that those who didn't let go of the fire were sorry for the novels they had chased all these years.

So he went to Xie Meng and kicked the big ass surnamed Xie, kicking Xie Meng's ass up and face down, and Chen Peng took out a lighter from his fart pocket.

Bang!

Chen Peng swiped his thumb a few times, and then turned on the lighter.

Holding a stick in one hand and a faint cluster of small flames in the other, Chen Peng shook the fire in front of the rag, testing back and forth on the edge of danger. In his opinion, ghosts must be afraid of fire.

Call!

An evil wind blew and extinguished the fire on the lighter.

Chen Peng secretly screamed bad luck and started the fire again, but it turned out to be another gust of wind...... Whew!

"My sister said you can't play with fire!" said the imp's voice.

"If you don't play with fire, then play with this!"

Chen Peng shouted, threw the lighter back, picked up the stick and smashed it on the big rag, the action was simple and rude!

The big rag flashed and dodged. Laughing while hiding.

The first opportunity to grab the hand, Chen Peng hurriedly rushed to attack, Huhu Hu picked up more than a dozen sticks, and the big rag dodged very skillfully every time, one person and one ghost, one was out of order, and the other was hiding in a strange way. I was stunned by the people who were tied up eating melons.

With a "snap", the stick in Chen Peng's hand slammed into the wall and broke into two.

The imp smiled even more happily when he saw this.

The laughter pierced people's eardrums, and Xie Meng and the others were emotionally driven by this laughter, and they all had dull eyes and giggles inexplicably. However, they still have socks in their mouths, and the sound they make can only be "woo woo woo......

This is the ghost's special skill: Chaos Spirit!

Driven by his own strong emotions, he spreads and assimilates the people around him to be dominated by his own emotions.

Chen Peng was also stunned for two seconds, and in these two seconds, the big rag had already floated in front of him.

"Auntie, if you sleep again, your house will be gone......"

Chen Peng reflexively roared in the spiritual world, and just when he was already desperate, his eyes instantly turned purple. Under the large rag, a little boy about 10 years old was seen sticking out his tongue and grimacing at him.

Chen Pengzheng was surprised that he could see this little ghost, but suddenly found that his body was out of control, so he instantly understood what was going on.

In this case, there is no doubt that the big guy has given him again!

This feeling of being on the bed has not been experienced for a week, and he was very resistant to it before, but at this time, Chen Peng is extremely looking forward to and missing.

The imp was still laughing.

The witch frowned, "It's noisy!" raised her hand and slapped the girl away!

The imp slammed into the wall with a snap, and then slowly slid down the wall.

Xie Meng and Miao Kongkong were also "snapped" back by this sudden crisp slap, and several of them looked at Chen Peng in surprise, their eyes widening.

I saw Chen Peng walking to the corner of the wall with calm steps, leaning over as if he had picked something from the ground. They can't see it anyway.

In short, the imp stopped calling.

They can't see it, but Chen Peng in the spiritual world can really see it, the little ghost was pulled by the big guy's neck and slipped in his hand, his expression was constipated, and he called for a hammer.

Chen Peng's previous understanding was still wrong, this little ghost was not possessed to the rag, but really kept the rag on his head, Chen Peng couldn't hit him with his fist before, because the physical attack without spiritual power was ineffective against the spirit.

"Didn't you just laugh so happily?" The witch laughed and said to the little ghost, the big guy was most annoyed that someone would make her sleep, and the unlucky boy hit the muzzle of the gun.

In the spiritual world, Chen Peng sighed, and couldn't help but interject: "You're pinching your neck, even if you're a ghost, you can't laugh!"

"Shut up!"

"Well, I'm ...... cheap"

Now that the big guy is on fire, how dare he, Chen someone, dare to commit a crime against the wind? He is the one who has made the loudest noise just now.

The conversation in Chen Peng's spiritual world was naturally impossible to hear outside, and Xie Meng and the others listened to Chen Peng say something inconsequential with a confused expression.

It's a false voice!

"Tell me, how do you want to die?" the witch let go of her hand, and black flames erupted from her palm.

The little imp coughed several times in a row, and then shrank into a ball and shivered with fright, like a child who has been caught doing bad things by adults, "I...... I don't dare......" He cried as soon as he said these words.

can scare the ghosts into crying, Chen Peng secretly gave the big guy a thumbs up, and felt a lot of criticism in his heart!

The imp looks like a little human boy, and has the same personality as ordinary children, playful, prank-loving, and afraid of punishment.

Chen Peng looked at him like this, and thought about it carefully, although this little thing is a little ghost, its nature is not too bad, at most it is a little bad taste, otherwise Xie Meng and Miao Kongkong are not just tied up and stuffed with their own stinky socks in their mouths.

Chen Peng wanted the big guy to let go of this little ghost.

But the witch's hand to set the fire had already been raised, and as long as the black flame was sprinkled on the little ghost, the unlucky child would immediately turn into a puff of black smoke and disappear on the spot!

"Wait a minute!" Chen Peng hurriedly shouted in the spiritual world.