No matter what, after resealing these two powerful ghosts, Ming Chuan's heart was also much lighter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Regarding the question of this "strange", as well as the matter of the Magatama Circle, he turned around and asked Takayama Kaguya again.

Now, what should we do with this mess?

Ming Chuan glanced at the corpse in the sofa with some irritation.

If ordinary people take a look, they will not be able to eat for several days.

Call the police?

If you call the police, the kid who stole his things will be over for the rest of his life.

But if you don't call the police, how will this mess end in the house?

Ming Chuan scratched his head and sighed.

Forget it, it's none of his business anyway, so why should he bother with this?

Glancing up at a corner of the ceiling, Ming Chuan said with a tired face, "What are you still doing here?"

The fat man who had been floating there was startled when he heard this, and it took a long time to realize that Ming Chuan was talking to him, and said loudly: "I, am I really dead?

"Didn't you see the end from the beginning? It was a terrible ghost attached to your brother who hacked you to death, and it has nothing to do with your brother. Ming Chuan said as he took out a cigarette from his pocket, and didn't touch the lighter for a long time, then he remembered that when he fought with that Pan Shi before, he lost the lighter.

After looking around the room, he found a lighter on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and he didn't care whether it was stained with the blood of a fat man, so he picked it up and used it very casually.

"Are there really ghosts in this world?" asked cautiously the illusory ghost floating on the fat man. He still felt like he was having a nightmare, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself still sleeping soundly in the old man's room.

Yes, isn't that what is usually the case in dreams? Sometimes he sees what is happening to him from the perspective of a bystander, like he is now.

Yes, I must be dreaming!

Otherwise, how could Dongzi be hacked to death with a kitchen knife? How could Dongzi have the courage to do so? Besides, this is the 21st century, how can there be ghosts in this world? Yes, it must be so, these are all situations in dreams, and there can be no mistake.

Although Ming Chuan can't read minds, how can he not guess what he is thinking when he sees the fat man's expression?

He didn't want to say anything, just smoked a cigarette, found a fairly clean chair and sat down, and relaxed his tired body.

Seeing this, the fat man floated in front of him, and said with a smile: "This little brother, although I don't know why you are in my dream, but you are really powerful, this kind of monster is not your opponent." ”

Ming Chuan spat out the smoke, turned his head, looked at the translucent ghost beside him with half-squinted eyes, and said lightly: "This is not a dream. ”

"What?" the fat man was stunned.

"You didn't dream, these ......," Ming Chuan said, pointing to the mutilated corpse on the couch, "it's all reality." ”

"Don't be funny. The fat man smiled and waved his hand, "Aren't I here with a good look?

Ming Chuan glanced at him and sighed.

The most troublesome thing is that such ghosts don't want to believe in the reality that they are dead, so it is difficult to take them away even if the ghost comes.

This kind of ghost can easily become a wandering spirit, and it is easy to be invaded by ghosts, and some will be transformed into ghosts, but more of them will become food for other ghosts.

There are so many such ghosts that if each one of them were to have no time for anything else. But since he ran into it, he couldn't just pretend that he didn't see it, so he would still persuade a few words.

"Whether you dream or not, you know in your own heart, and self-deception will not help anything. Ming Chuan said weakly while smoking a cigarette, "If you want, I can help you, but if you don't have this will, I won't force you." Whether it is to become a geist, a ghost, or the food of other ghosts, it is your choice. ”

"Y-What are you talking about?" the fat man chuckled dryly and stepped back.

He felt that this man must have something wrong with his brain, what kind of wandering spirit, what kind of ghost, what kind of nonsense? Did he have to be scared because he had a good attitude towards him? Such a charlatan is the most hateful, what kind of appearance does he have? Once he is arrested and put in the number, he is not the master who is bullied by the masters?

The more the fat man thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't realize that the air around him had become cold, and there was a faint wisp of black gas wrapped around him.

Ming Chuan noticed the abnormality, turned his head in surprise, and stared at the ghost in front of him who had just died with wide eyes.

This is......

Ghosted?

Mingchuan blinked, a little incredulous.

So fast? This guy's body is still hot, and the ghost is about to be ghosted?

Even if you push chemical fertilizer, it's not so exaggerated, right?

The corners of Ming Chuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at Ying Lan beside him.

Ying Lan's appearance was also very puzzled, and when he noticed Ming Chuan's gaze, he said blankly: "My lord, I haven't encountered this situation before. ”

"Is it affected by anything?" Mingchuan guessed with a narrow eye. Without the influence of external forces, it would never have been possible to be so fast.

"My lord, is there anything around here?" said Ying Lan, following Ming Chuan's guess.

Ming Chuan remembered what had happened when he was in the archives.

Could it be that this is what the guy wants to pay attention to? Is there something here in the old town that affects the speed at which the goblins evolve?

But what is it?

If this thing had always existed, the old town would have become a ghost town a long time ago.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of anything, and the more troublesome thing at the moment was the ghost of the fat man, if he was allowed to be so ghostly, it would be troublesome to purify.

"Hey, calm down!" Ming Chuan snorted at the fat man.

"What are you talking about? I'm calm. "He's calm, it's just a dream, what's not to be calm?

"Yes, since you're calm, just close your eyes and don't move. Ming Chuan said as he put his hand in his pocket, ready to take out the net bell.

"Why should I listen to you if you tell me not to move?" the fat man snorted coldly, turned around and floated in the direction of the bedroom, "You're not the boss of my family." ”

Mingchuan snorted, took out the net bell and chased after him.

Just as the fat man floated to the door of the bedroom, he collided with the two people who came out of it.

Pan Shi helped Dongzi, who had just woken up, and walked out, and walked directly through the fat man's ghost without noticing. (To be continued.) )