After Ming Chuan entered the house, he saw Xue Dahu lying on the bed with his hands tied to the head of the bed at a glance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the old man said, Xue Dahu had already woken up at this time, his face was unusually ugly, his hair was scattered, his eyes were manic, and he let out a low roar of unknown meaning in his throat, and he was desperately struggling to break free from the restraints on his wrists.

Seeing someone coming in, Xue Dahu raised his head and glared angrily, his round eyes were full of bloodshots, and his eyes looked extremely terrifying as if he wanted to devour the other party alive.

Ming Chuan ignored this at all.

Old Man Xue really tied his son tightly with a thick hemp rope soaked in salt water according to his instructions. Salt itself has some effect of purifying evil spirits, which can drive away filth to a certain extent. Although he couldn't support it for too long, Xue Dahu couldn't break free from this shackle in a short period of time.

He walked to the side of the bed and took a look, and saw that the rope on the other party's wrist could still last for a short time, so he walked unhurriedly to the side of the room, took out the pre-prepared talisman paper from his pocket and pasted it on the four corners of the wall.

The four corners of each wall were pasted with rune paper, and after doing it, he checked it again to make sure that there was no omission, and then Ming Chuan returned, walked to the bed again, and looked condescendingly at the man who was tied to the bed with a crazy look.

"Xue Dahu?" Ming Chuan asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Wooh!" Xue Dahu struggled with the rope and let out a beastly roar at Mingchuan.

"So, are you Wang Yu?" Ming Chuan asked again.

Xue Dahu's eyes widened, his mouth closed and he gasped, his chest rose and fell extremely violently, looking like a frog puffing up, and there was an inexplicable "grunt" sound in his throat.

"Well, it seems that it is indeed Wang Yu. Seeing the other party's reaction, Ming Chuan nodded slightly, and there was no joy or anger in his half-squinted eyes, and he was calm and abnormal.

Xue Dahu struggled with his arms to prop up his upper body, opened his mouth wide and let out a threatening roar, and a disgusting stench emanated from his black and yellow teeth.

"Now, I said Wang Yu, your death has nothing to do with your husband Xue Dahu, right?, why do you come to pester him?" Ming Chuan pulled a chair, sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs and lit a cigarette for himself, and said slowly, "If you obediently come out of his body now, I'll let you live, how about it?"

Xue Dahu, or Wang Yu, only roared at Mingchuan a few times in anger when he heard this, and his grinning appearance made him look not like a human at all, but more like a beast firmly tied to an iron chain.

"I was caught by my husband when I was cheating with another man, and after an argument, I ran out of the house, but I was hit and killed by a passing car on the road, and in the end, the cause of your death has nothing to do with your husband. Ming Chuan said while smoking a cigarette, his attitude was very casual, and his words were not disguised at all, and he almost didn't directly say that Wang Yu was innocent, "Besides, you have been pestering him for more than half a year, and the resentment in your heart should be gone." ”

The middle-aged man on the bed who was possessed by a ghost stopped struggling when he heard this, and let out some strange gurgling sounds in his throat, and then slowly relaxed his body as if he had calmed down, so that his head that had been stalked was lying on the pillow, and his round eyes were open to look at the greasy ceiling.

"You said that my death had nothing to do with him?" Xue Dahu, or Wang Yu asked with a sneer, and then his eyes suddenly rounded, and his bloodshot eyeballs stared at Ming Chuan as if they were about to bulge out, and shouted in a sharp voice that could almost tear other people's eardrums: "Hahahaha, how could it have nothing to do with him?!If he hadn't suddenly come back early that night, how could I have died?!"

"What kind of logic is this?" Ming Chuan took a puff of smoke and put the cigarette between his fingers and asked, "So, do you think your behavior is justified?"

"It's not because this dead ghost is incompetent?!I can only live in such a place after following him for so long!Do you think I'm having an easy time?!" Wang Yu scolded loudly as she spoke, cursing her husband uncleanly, her emotions became more and more excited, and the iron bed under the struggling body shook violently.

Suddenly, they heard a "pop", and the dressing mirror hanging on the wall a few steps away from them shattered in half, and the scene reflected in the mirror was cut in half.

Ming Chuan narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "I'm not interested in knowing about your husband's and wife's housework, I just see that you have just turned into a powerful ghost, and you haven't made any substantive hurtful moves, so I want to persuade you to turn back." ”

"I'm already dead, how can I turn back?!" Wang Yu laughed madly as if he had heard some extremely ridiculous joke.

At this time, the hemp rope that tied his hands could no longer be supported, and it was about to break. Wang Yu's struggles became more intense.

Ming Chuan took a deep breath of his cigarette, highlighted the clouds of white mist, and said in that unhurried tone: "At least I can let you fall into the ghost path in peace, so that there may be a good result." ”

"As long as I drag this dead ghost to die together, I will be happy!" Wang Yu said and laughed at Ming Chuan with his mouth wide open. The light tube on the roof burst open, making a "sizzling" sound of electricity.

All the glassware in the room cracked one after another as if ordered to do so, and for a moment the sound of glass breaking and electricity was heard one after another.

At this time, one of Xue Dahu's hands broke the restraint on his wrist, and his whole body sat up sideways from the bed, and his unrestrained arm twisted towards Mingchuan.

Ming Chuan stood up from his chair and took a few steps back, widening the distance between himself and the other party.

Xue Dahu let out a beast-like roar again as he had done at the beginning, desperately stretching out his arms and scratching in the direction of Ming Chuan.

Seeing that the other party didn't listen to his advice at all, Mingchuan shrugged his shoulders and said in a very calm tone: "Anyway, I have said what I should say, it's your business to listen or not, since this is the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

As soon as Ming Chuan's words fell, Xue Dahu, who was possessed by Wang Yu's ghost, suddenly jumped up from the bed, and rushed towards Ming Chuan with his teeth and claws, and choked Ming Chuan's neck with both hands, trying to strangle him to death.

Xue Dahu originally had great strength, but at this time, he was possessed by a ghost, and his strength was simply not like that of ordinary humans.

Ming Chuan didn't resist at all, he knew that he was not this guy's opponent if he worked hard. But he was also not flustered, although his face was flushed, his eyes were still unhurried.

Under the force of the other party, the remaining half of the cigarette in Ming Chuan's hand fell to the ground.

The moment the cigarette butt hit the ground, a gray-white smoke rose up, and the faint white mist soon wrapped the entangled two people in it.

Xue Dahu took several steps back sharply as if he was burned, and stumbled to the head of the bed, with a look of horror and confusion on his face, and he didn't know what was going on.