Knock knock, the sound is louder than the other, but it is close and far away, sometimes it seems to be in the ear, sometimes it seems to come from a long distance, and people's hearts can't help but jump and jump.

Zhou Qing was mentally prepared, and at this moment, he couldn't help but subconsciously swallow his saliva, and clenched the peach wood sword and garlic in his hand.

This evil ghost is really unusual, and it has calculated people's psychology accurately.

Mu Wenhong stood in the courtyard, one toe kept touching the ground, and looked at the house with a little excitement on his face. Originally, I just thought it was a burden, and I should take it away if I killed the little female ghost in the family, but when I came, I realized that it was actually quite fun.

It's been a long time since I've killed someone, and there's a fun person here, so of course you have to have a good time. At best, you can make people stupid and crazy, that's fun.

After clicking for a while, seeing that the people in the room were already trembling with fright, Mu Wenhong stepped on the ground and walked to the door.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

Walk to the door, put your hand on the door, and gently knock mechanically.

Tuk tuk, the door knocked.

Zhou Qing's face turned pale, and his eyes stared at the door. I knew that I should have found some ghosts first, and people can do it, at least not alone, although I know that ghosts can't touch her, but I'm still afraid.

She stared at the door, but did not notice that the light in the room was getting darker and darker, first one oil lamp went out, then one after another, and soon only the last one of the dozen oil lamps remained.

Dark night, ancient house, alone, with evil spirits at the door.

Zhou Qing could feel that the yin qi was getting heavier and heavier, the branches and leaves were swaying on the window under the moonlight, the light in the room was dim, cold as winter, not only the hands and feet were frozen, but even the heart began to slowly become cold.

Zhou Qing knew that he shouldn't, but at this moment, he regretted it in his heart. What kind of big hero, Big 123 said that the evil ghost will not hurt Ah Yan, she can go wherever she wants, and what to stay for.

"Haha......"

The shrill and shrill laughter reached the room, and Zhou Qing was not only a little embarrassed. This evil ghost, as if he can really grasp people's hearts, ridiculed at this time, isn't it because he knows the remorse in her heart?

"Since you're here, what's the point of pretending, why don't you come in generously, could it be that you're afraid?" Zhou Qing took a deep breath and said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, there was a strong yin wind, and the last oil lamp went out. Zhou Qing was slightly stunned, the door was vigorously blown open by the wind, and then she obviously saw something moving quickly from the door.

She didn't have time to think about it, as soon as she sprinkled the garlic, she raised her peachwood sword and cut it.

There was a sudden deathly silence all around, Zhou Qing's peachwood sword was slashing wildly, obviously nothing was cut, but she could hear the sound of a sword slashing down.

Because of the silence, the sound was even more terrifying.

After more than a dozen consecutive splits, her hands were a little sore. Unable to split anything, she had to stop, her front was empty, and there was a gust of wind outside the open door, and there was nothing either.

It wasn't hot at all, but she was already sweating profusely.

Seeing that there was no danger, Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief, put the peachwood sword in his left hand, raised his right hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. As soon as the cuffs touched her forehead, she stiffened, and a cold feeling came from her neck, which made the hairs on her body stand upside down.

It's a demon!

She leaned forward, turned around, and quickly changed her gesture to slash out the peachwood sword. Slashed through the air again, and there was still nothing behind him.

There was only an empty room, the moonlight shone in, and only the general outline of the table and wardrobe could be faintly seen, Zhou Qing glanced at it and saw nothing, so he turned his head. This turn, but only halfway around, in the position of the wardrobe on the right, I don't know when four hangers appeared, and each hanger hung a set of clothes. I couldn't see the color of the clothes in the dark, but I could see that at the bottom of the clothes, there were four pairs of red embroidered shoes, and there were no feet on the embroidered shoes, but there were long thick hair dragging down, and they were swaying with the yin wind, like a hanged ghost!

Zhou Qing's heart trembled violently, and he was almost unstable in fright.

Fake, fake, she told herself so, turned her gaze, and didn't dare to look that way anymore. With a sneering chuckle straight ahead, she was directly opposite a white and floury face, less than a finger away, and she seemed to be able to feel the breath of the exhalation.

It was cold, the cold breath hit her face, Zhou Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and she was about to scream.

A hand quickly covered her mouth.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Zhou Qing couldn't scream, but the cold touch made her want to faint, but she couldn't faint, and the hand covering her mouth became harder and harder, her eyes widened, and she looked at the pale face getting closer and closer.

It was obviously a man's face, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but with a white and excessive face and a mouth that looked like it was smeared with blood, it made people look frightened and weak.

Every cell in Zhou Qing's body was shouting, escape, escape!

The peachwood sword didn't know when it fell, the garlic didn't know where it went, oh, and the black dog blood. Zhou Qing felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, but people's will to survive in times of danger was very strong, and in such a situation, she could still wave her left hand forward, and her right hand bent her knees and touched the bucket placed on the side.

Mu Wenhong sneered disdainfully, "Black dog blood is useless to me." ”

Zhou Qingcai didn't care, burst out with strength, picked up the bucket, and threw it straight at Mu Wenhong's body.

The black dog's blood began to spill from Mu Wenhong's chest from top to bottom, but the strange thing was that there was no blood on his body at all, and he still looked so clean. However, fortunately, he took a step back and let go of Zhou Qing's mouth.

Finally free, Zhou Qing took a big breath and asked, "Ah Yan, where is Ah Yan?" Give her back, no, or I won't spare you!" ”

Mu Wenhong thinks it's so interesting, this eldest lady of the Zhou family is surprisingly bold!

"Ah Yan is at my house, sleeping in my bed, waiting for me to go back." He didn't scare Zhou Qing anymore, but explained with a smile.

Damn it!

Zhou Qing, who was frightened and had weak legs, suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. She has no ability, and she can only fight with a few tricks like a girl, so she was so angry that she pounced directly and tore and beat at the same time.

She has a lot of strength, and she can really touch Mu Wenhong, such a sudden attack, Mu Wenhong was defenseless, and was really beaten and torn a few times. On the face as white as paper, a few marks suddenly appeared, but what flowed out was not bright red blood, but black liquid, while flowing out, Mu Wenhong's face festered little by little, and the black liquid became bigger and bigger, almost in the blink of an eye, it flowed all over his face, and then dripped down little by little, falling onto his clothes.

Zhou Qing's heart was beating wildly, and he almost vomited out of his disgusting overnight meal, "Tell me where Ah Yan is, or I will strangle you and let you die!" ”

Mu Wenhong didn't seem to care about Zhou Qing's threat at all, grinning, the black liquid dripped into his mouth drop by drop, and then he beckoned. Four sets of clothes flew over from the wardrobe, like four hanged ghosts, with long messy hair facing Zhou Qing, divided into two sides, and stretched out from Mu Wenhong's shoulders one by one.

Zhou Qing's strength has obviously become smaller, she is afraid, she is really afraid!

She was obviously an atheist, but now that she saw this, it scared her more than knowing that Mu Wenhong was an evil ghost!

Her hands were weak, her legs were shaking, and she was almost scared to pee her pants.

When Mu Wenhong saw her cowardice, he lost the interest in playing. Reaching out and pinching Zhou Qing's arm, he quickly recovered his handsome appearance, and then stepped back, and then the four female ghosts stepped forward.

A pair of snow-white arms with green stems stretched out, and eight hands gathered into Zhou Qing's neck, Zhou Qing's scalp exploded, he was dumbfounded, he couldn't say a word, he could only wait for death stupidly.

"Stop!" A coquettish sound came from outside.

Zhou Qing trembled, immediately came back to his senses, and immediately struggled.

Mu Wenhong also turned his head in surprise, and when he saw Ah Yan at the door, his eyes widened, "Why are you here?" Awake? ”

Ah Yanmu ignored him with a face, and quickly floated over, waving his hands twice on the left and right, and the four female ghosts let out a single exclamation, let go, and fell to the side.

“…… Ah Yan. Zhou Qing sat down on the ground, looking at Ah Yan, and looked a little incredulous.

Ah Yan didn't have any expression on her face, and after glancing at her, she turned to look at Mu Wenhong, "You are not allowed to hurt her!" ”

Mu Wenhong said: "If I hurt her, what will you do?" ”

Ah Yan repeated: "You are not allowed to hurt her!" ”

"Don't you like her?" Mu Wenhong changed his tone, with a cynical smile on his face, "You like her so much, I'll kill her and let her be a little maid for you, okay?" ”

Ah Yan's eyes sank, tilted her head as if thinking for a moment, then shook her head and repeated the sentence again, "You are not allowed to hurt her!" ”

Ah Yan is wrong like this.

Although she used to have a weird personality, she would have the expression she should have, crying, laughing, and shy. But what's going on now, with a wooden face, he can only say one word.

Mu Wenhong looked at Ah Yan's appearance of defending Zhou Qing, only to feel that the top of his head seemed to be cuckolded, and he had already lost his patience, and smiled coldly, "I still want to hurt her today." ”

After he finished speaking, he directly stretched out his right hand and rushed towards Zhou Qing.

Ah Yan was wearing a white dress today, and when she saw this, she barely paused, waved her sleeves to block Zhou Qing, and greeted herself.

Mu Wenhong's eyes were even more annoyed, and he directly grabbed Ah Yan's neck and lifted her body high.

Ah Yan didn't beg for mercy, and she didn't even look at Mu Wenhong more, she was so dumbfounded, her cheeks were pale without a trace of blood.

Since you want to die, then you can die, just make up for me.

Mu Wenhong's eyes showed murderous intent, and his other hand stretched out, pulled Ah Yan and was about to bite her neck.

"Don't !!" Zhou Qing's liver and gall were broken, and he jumped up from the ground and pounced.

She grabbed Mu Wenhong's neck, but Mu Wenhong's face remained unchanged, holding Ah Yan with one hand, and grabbing Zhou Qing's heart with one hand.