Chapter 3: Don't blame me for being too ruthless

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Xue Dahu, or Wang Yu, stared at these white mist in surprise, although she didn't understand what was happening, she instinctively felt that what was happening was very unfavorable to her.

The smoke made her feel very bad.

A crisp sound of "ding" sounded in his ears, and Xue Dahu covered his head violently, and a painful hiss came out of his mouth.

"A stubborn ghost like you, the Pure Bell can't purify you anymore. Ming Chuan's voice floated down from the top of his head, feeling completely different from the lazy tone before, and it became unusually clear and cold.

Xue Dahu raised his head, only to find a gray-haired man standing in front of him.

I don't know when Mingchuan's appearance has changed, the originally refreshing short black hair has turned into shoulder-length gray hair, and his black eyes have also turned gray, and his eyes are no longer lazy, cold and abnormal.

Ming Chuan lowered his head slightly, holding a jade bell in his hand, he held the bell in front of Xue Dahu and shook it gently.

As the bell rang "Ding Ding Ding", Xue Dahu howled in pain, and the whole person shrank into a ball and lay on the bed and rolled uncontrollably.

"Stop!ah!" The mournful shouts kept coming out of Xue Dahu's mouth, one moment it was a normal man's voice, and the other time it turned into a twisted and sharp female voice, even if I listened to it from the sidelines, I felt very harsh and weird.

"It's quite tenacious. Ming Chuan's voice said coldly, "I advise you to give up as soon as possible and come out of Xue Dahu's body, so that you can suffer less guilt." ā€

"Get out, if you have the ability, you can try to kick me out!" Xue Dahu covered his head and raised his body and yelled at Ming Chuan.

Ming Chuan shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, and said in a light tone: "This is what you asked for, don't blame me for being too ruthless." ā€

Saying that, Ming Chuan raised the jade bell in his hand and shook it vigorously.

The sound of the bell was crisp and pleasant, like a piece of music without a tune, but to Xue Dahu's ears, it was like a magic sound piercing his brain, making him extremely painful.

Wang Yu, the ghost who occupied Xue Dahu's body, could feel that the bell was eating away at her little by little, trying to expel her from this body. If you want to get rid of the pain caused by this ringing, there is no other way than to leave Xue Dahu's body.

The bell continued, and Wang Yu's ghost only felt that her whole body was in pain as if thousands of needles were piercing her. At this moment, she also understood that this man holding the jade bell in his hand was afraid that it was not simple, and he was not a human being that she could deal with.

In the end, she couldn't bear the pain anymore, flew out of Xue Dahu's body, turned into a cloud of black gas, and rushed out of the house, trying to escape from the man in front of her who had brought her pain.

As soon as Ming Chuan saw that Wang Yu's ghost was forced out by the ringing, he immediately put away the jade bell and took out a short sword from his arms.

The short sword has a white jade texture, the whole body is warm and moist, and a ghost head pattern is carved on the handle, which looks both simple and gorgeous.

"This ghost sword can only be manifested after fully knowing the true identity of the powerful ghost monster, and it also needs ghost qi to be activated, which is a bit troublesome to use. Ming Chuan held a short sword in his hand and half-squinted his eyes and said lightly to Wang Yu's ghost, "But in terms of dealing with evil spirits and ghosts, it can be regarded as a divine weapon." ā€

Seeing the short sword in Ming Chuan's hand, Wang Yu's ghost instinct felt a strong fear. The disembodied black qi trembled, and it slammed in the direction of the door, desperately trying to rush out of the room.

However, just as it rushed to the door, it was bounced back by an invisible force.

"Give up, I already laid the barrier when I first entered the door. Ming Chuan followed with steps.

Wang Yu flew around and kept hitting the wall, and finally found that the entire room was shrouded in an invisible barrier, and no matter which direction he rushed, he would eventually be bounced back.

Seeing Ming Chuan getting closer and closer to him with that terrifying short sword, Wang Yu screamed in fright.

I don't know if it was because I had a plan at the moment of crisis, or because of some strange side effects after being possessed for a long time, Wang Yu's voice suddenly became Xue Dahu's voice, and he shouted loudly, calling "help".

Ming Chuan frowned, raised the short sword in his hand and slashed at the other party.

At that moment, the door creaked open from the outside.

"Oh no!" Ming Chuan secretly screamed in his heart, knowing that it must have been Wang Yu who used Xue Dahu's voice to call for help just now, which caused the old man Xue outside the door to be anxious, ignoring his previous warning, he couldn't help but push open the door to see his son's situation.

The door was pushed open, and although it was still only a small crack, the closure of the barrier was broken. Of course, Wang Yu would not let go of this opportunity, and jumped out of that gap with a bang.

Anxiously, he just pushed open the door, and before he could see his son's situation, a black shadow rushed towards the door in front of him, and the old man Xue fell back in shock, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Seeing that the ghost was about to escape, Ming Chuan shouted in a hurry: "Yinglan, stop it!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw Ming Chuan's feet, and his own shadow suddenly moved as if it had life, floating from the ground and becoming a three-dimensional black shadow.

Then the pitch-black shadow flew out violently, chasing Wang Yu's ghost.

The black shadow was faster than the ghost, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the ghost in the corridor, and wrapped the ghost that had turned into a wisp of black qi in his body.

Then the black shadow stretched out violently, and as if it had grown a mouth, it pressed down on the ghost that was bound by itself, as if it wanted to swallow it into its belly.

"Stop!" Ming Chuan's voice stopped the black shadow's movement in time.

The black shadow spat dissatisfiedly, twisted his body and flew back to the room with Wang Yu's ghost, and came to Mingchuan.

"This guy didn't really hurt anyone, the sin is not too serious, and if you swallow it like this, his soul will be gone. Ming Chuan glanced at the black shadow and said in a light tone.

After finishing speaking, he fixed his eyes on Wang Yu's ghost, sighed and continued: "It's better to be cut by the ghost sword than to be eaten by Yinglan, at least you can leave a wisp of soul back to the ghost world, and after receiving the punishment, maybe there will be a chance to start over." ā€œ

After saying this, Ming Chuan didn't say much, didn't pay attention to Wang Yu's screams, raised the short sword in his hand and stabbed down.

The warm blade slashed across the black gas in front of him, and Wang Yu's mournful cry came to an abrupt end.

The scattered black qi did not disappear completely, slowly gathered, but the size was significantly smaller than before.

Even Old Man Xue could clearly feel that the oppressive atmosphere in the room had disappeared.

Suddenly, the black qi began to tremble, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, Wang Yu cried again with a trembling voice: "What is that? Don't come! Don't take me away! Don't ......"

As the black gas slowly dissipated, the sound gradually moved away, farther and farther away, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"After being slashed by the ghost sword, the evil spirits can still leave a soul and a soul, so that the ghosts can smoothly bring them back to the ghost world and accept the punishment they deserve. Ming Chuan put away the short sword and said lightly, "Although I don't know what these punishments are, it's better to come to such an end than to scatter your soul." ā€