"Xinting Dao Chief...... "Ru Lian also stopped to look at him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind in the capital is awe-inspiring, whimpering and playing one undead song after another, and there are some wandering spirits and wild ghosts floating around the city, when they first enter the city, these wandering spirits will sometimes come to people, some will ask some questions about what day and night, and some will do nothing, just look at it, look at it, and drift away leisurely.

Although there are not many of these spirits who boldly come forward, they are all free and harmless, but now, those spirits who follow are scattered and escaped, and some of the earthbound spirits cannot escape, and when they see them, they are all hugging in twos and threes, trembling and not even daring to look at them.

Maybe the expressions on the faces of the little scholar and Ru Lian were too serious, and Xinting tapped his head with a headache and explained, "I'm sorry, somehow I came to Xudu and felt a little upset, first, I didn't control my ......."

It's just that this explanation doesn't sound convincing, and Xinting seems to understand, so he just carries his sword and continues to go.

This time they came to a desolate deep courtyard, the grass in the yard has grown taller than a human head, withered and yellow, but it is also standing there, the grass is deep, there is no trace of human activity, Xinting pointed to the courtyard without a door wall while looking at the map and explained-

"It is recorded on the map that hovering here is a headless ghost, this ghost was good-hearted, docile and gentle before his death, but it is a pity that this ghost was too evil in his last life, so no matter how good he is, he will inevitably be displaced, lonely all his life, abandoned by his relatives, hated by his friends, and burdened by love words. In the end, when his head was taken down by his dearest and beloved, he no longer believed in the saying that good and evil are rewarded, and he was bent on evil and entered the path of demons, hovering around the capital, entangled with the living beings and dead spirits who came and went, and tempted them to fall into the devil like himself. ”

"It's sad and lamentable." The little scholar sighed, "The hanged ghost at the head of the city, the greedy ghost in the west of the city...... After all, how many people hovering in this drunken capital have not had a sad past? These wandering spirits and wild ghosts are either abandoned by heaven and earth and cannot enter reincarnation, or they give up on themselves and become mad ......"

Xinting said, "That's right, those who stay here have long lost their lives on the reincarnation disk, and they can't enter reincarnation." You say they're pitiful, but if it were me, I'd be better off hovering in a dead city than whimpering. ”

"But that's just your choice, it doesn't represent them. Isn't it? The little scholar said.

Xinting stopped talking again.

However, he didn't need to speak, the cold wind suddenly blew like a knife, and a fishy wind came in the air, and a sharp and sharp voice came from mid-air, "A few stinky Taoist priests of the uncle, they are still chirping crookedly in front of me!" ”

Xinting hurriedly shouted "Be careful", and as soon as the little scholar pushed away Ru Lian, who had not reacted, he felt a burst of fishy air blowing in front of him, Rao is little scholar dodged quickly, and a blood-red cut had already been drawn on his face.

Ru Lian was shocked and pulled the little scholar to look, and the voice came from the air again, "Uncle, it's flashing very fast!" ”

All around are the withered grass that is taller than people, the three of them did not see half a figure except for the voice, after a short silence, the fishy wind rolled over again, with the last vigilance, this time the three of them are very careful to beware, this time the fishy wind together, the three of them have been on guard, when the headless ghost attacked again, just took a look at the Xinting, the Xinting's subordinates did not stop, shook a few ropes in their hands, turned over and picked, and tied the headless ghost firmly in three times and two times. The headless ghost was dressed in black, and the place where he had lost his head was covered with dried bloodstains, and the sound of whimpering was not just coming from any part of his body, one by one, it was very inspiring.

Xinting slapped the headless ghost on the shoulder and shouted, "Don't cry, where's your head?" ”

The man stopped crying instantly, and asked in confusion, "Yes, where is my head?" No, I don't have a head, how do I speak? ”

After a series of self-questions and answers, the little scholar understood that this headless ghost had fallen into his own misunderstanding. Everyone has weaknesses, and there is no weakness that is more terrible than the demons in the heart. The headless ghost in the courtyard, recorded on the drawings, has a violent temperament, and likes to cry to snatch people's souls and make them lose their souls.

However, what the headless ghost feared most was that someone would ask him about his head. Many, many years ago, because of his weak temperament, the headless ghost was framed and charged, and when he had no way to walk, his head was cut off by his lover himself, and he was exchanged for glory and wealth.

For many years, the headless ghost never thought of retrieving his head, revealing that it was a pain and a burden for him, but more precisely, it was also the headless ghost who did not want to regain his sanity, just because in that sanity, after all, he still had all kinds of illusions about the future and the world, however, he didn't dare to imagine it......

When the skull was mentioned, the scars of the past were once again bloodily revealed, the headless ghost shrunk into a whimper and made some notes of unknown meaning, Xinting took the Qingyu sword, shook his head and sighed and was about to take the sword and stab it, but before the little scholar could stop it, Xinting's outstretched hand suddenly slammed, and the whole person instantly went limp!

The little scholar and Ru Lian's hearts palpitated, and they tried to mention the internal force, but the dantian was empty, and the hearts of the two sank in an instant! The headless ghost who was still whimpering and curled into a crying ball suddenly laughed, and there were some rustling sounds in the lush grass, and when he looked back, a headless ghost in white clothes stained with blood came out of the depths of the grass.

The smiling headless ghost moved his shoulders, and suddenly a grinning head emerged from his neckline, with dirty and yellow hair, and two empty eye sockets on his dry face. The headless ghost who came out followed the voice and untied the rope for him, although the blind ghost couldn't see it, it didn't affect his good mood at all, and he laughed endlessly, and then he kicked him hard and fell at his feet, and said to Xinting who was glaring at him, "A group of little ghosts dare to come to fight our idea, I really don't want to live!" ”