Chapter 90: Midnight ghost presses

Because the 207 bedroom is relatively shady, and the night breeze in September is also very pleasant, Tang Song and the others did not turn on the air conditioner but slept through half a window.

What's more, several of them are spiritual, and they are naturally not as sensitive to the heat and cold of the outside world as ordinary people.

Han Xiang lay quietly on the bed, his eyes closed and he hadn't fallen asleep yet. The fat son opposite him was only wearing a big white pants, and the whole person was lying on the bed in a large shape, sleeping comfortably, and a drum-like snoring continued to sound in the bedroom.

Han Xiang listened to Sun Buer's snoring with peace of mind, but he didn't feel irritable. It wasn't until Sun Buer let out an abnormal whimper that the corners of Han Xiang's mouth raised slightly, and he said in his heart that he finally came.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Han Xiang's eyes were black and white, and there was a faint light in the dark night. At this time, the scene of the 207 dormitory also changed in his eyes, the furnishings of the dormitory were the same, but there was a thick blood atmosphere, and several erratic ghosts were lying on the bodies of the three roommates.

Tang Song's faces were a little unsightly at this time, and their bodies were swaying from side to side, in a state where they were about to wake up but couldn't wake up.

Han Xiang's eight characters belong to the extremely yin physique that is rare in a hundred years, and it is easy to attract some lonely souls and wild ghosts since he was a child, and these ghosts in the dormitory at this time are nothing more than some souls near Gumuren University who do not want to be reincarnated, these ghosts wander around in the middle of the night, absorbing the yang energy from some people when they are asleep to improve their cultivation. The number of female students in Gumuren University is far more than that of male students, and it is fine during the day, but once it enters the night, it is much heavier than in other places, so there are often some ghost bed pressing incidents in this school.

Han Xiang also immediately turned over after seeing these ghosts, and quickly formed a string of Taoist handprints in his hands, with Han Xiang's soft shout, the yellow talisman under the bed board of everyone also immediately "crackled", and the cinnabar talisman culture on the yellow talisman was detached from the yellow talisman as a silk thread.

Before these ghosts could escape, they were bound by these sudden silk threads, and then the pig-killing knife that was hung on the wardrobe by Han Xiang also rushed out a large amount of murderous aura from the knife, and the murderous aura condensed into a phantom of the steel knife and slashed towards these ghosts.

In the roar that ordinary people could not hear, these ghosts were all strangled by murderous energy, turning into a trace of soul energy and dissipating into the air.

After the ghost disappeared, Sun Fuji's snoring became calm and regular again.

But in the next moment, Han Xiang's neck suddenly became cold, he hurriedly pinched the mark and avoided it to the side, and when he touched his neck, he felt that his hands were already wet and sticky, and he didn't need to look much to know that he was caught by a female ghost and had blood.

"Those who are dead dare to run rampant!" Han Xiang's eyes widened, and he bit his middle finger and drew a spell in the void. The spell flew into the air and stuck to the female ghost, and then a muffled snort came out in the night, and this hidden female ghost also showed its original form in front of Han Xiang.

It was a thin-faced woman, with long hair that covered half of her face, but there was still a charm between her eyebrows, and her body was not full of yin like other ghosts, and she was quite beautiful in the moonlight outside the window.

Presumably this ghost is the girl who committed suicide in 207 that Huang Tingting said before, but I didn't expect her current cultivation to reach the point of turning fiction into reality. Ordinary ghosts are just a spirit, and they can only disturb their spirits while their soul defenses are lax, absorbing the yang energy of those living people or directly possessing those who are particularly weak.

But this female ghost not only regained the yin qi on her body and restored her beautiful appearance before her death, but even condensed her spirit body, otherwise Han Xiang would not have been taken the opportunity by her to cut the skin on her neck just now.

The female ghost looked at Han Xiang and smiled coldly: "It turned out to be a handsome little Taoist, but it's a pity that you little white faces like you all like to play with women, you should all die!" ”

Saying that, the female ghost opened her claws and rushed towards Han Xiang, Han Xiang felt aggrieved in her heart, she was really shot while lying down, this female ghost regarded those white, clean and handsome men as negative men, so it seems that the man she hurt her before her death must also be a good-looking little white face.

Thinking like this in his heart, Han Xiang didn't dare to sit still, only to see him quickly take out a few pieces of yellow paper from under his clothes, and the yellow paper was immediately tiled into a paper wall under Han Xiang's manipulation to block between him and the female ghost.

When the female ghost rushed towards this paper wall, it was as if she had hit a copper wall, but her cultivation was also not low, but in a few breaths, this paper wall was broken by her.

And a handful of glutinous rice in Han Xiang's hand was also ready at this time, and at the next moment when the female ghost passed through this paper wall, a grain of glutinous rice was also quickly sprinkled on the female ghost's body.

With a "hiss" sound, the glutinous rice grains immediately eliminated the yin qi on her body after falling on the female ghost, and her body was also full of holes like a briquette.

As soon as Han Xiang raised his hand, the pig-killing knife above the wardrobe flew directly into his hand. The murderous aura on the steel knife was thick, and the female ghost showed a frightened expression on her face at the first sight of this knife.

It is true that as a spiritual cultivator based on Taoism, this pig-killing knife is naturally not like the pig-killing knife of ordinary country butchers, this steel knife has slaughtered many pigs, but it has also killed many powerful ghosts.

The knife in Han Xiang's hand was forged by dark iron and mythril together, quenched with glutinous rice water, and finally painted a magic charm on the knife with cinnabar. The steel knife is just to the yang, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a spiritual weapon.

"Get around me! I know I've done a lot of bad things, but that's also because I have resentment. As long as you don't kill me, I will go to reincarnation immediately, and I will never harm the world. The female ghost immediately cried at Han Xiang with tears in her eyes.

Han Xiang's hand holding the pig-killing knife also paused in mid-air, looking at the female ghost in front of him, he couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart. Looking at her appearance and her own age, in the final analysis, she is a poor person, as long as reincarnation no longer harms the world, it is not impossible to let her go.

Just as Han Xiang hesitated, the corners of the female ghost's mouth, who had been keeping her head down, also flashed a sinister smile. Han Xiang suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and exclaimed in his heart, but it was too late to react again.

A baby the size of a cat was lying on the back of his head with his feet around Han Xiang's neck at this time. The baby grinned and "babbled" at the female ghost in front of her, and her two small hands as thick as sugar gourds rubbed Han Xiang's head from time to time.

And Han Xiang stood stunned as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, his face was pale.

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