Chapter 8: The Blade of Killing
The grimace suddenly detonated the live broadcast room, some timid viewers retreated one after another, and the rest of the people stopped chatting and looked at the screen intently!
After Zhang Ling sprinkled a handful of salt on the female ghost's face, the thin ghost claws on his neck finally let go, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
He clutched his throat and coughed violently: "Damn, what did this woman do before she died, she even became deaf in her ears, no wonder the sound didn't work for her." β
The change of perspective, the violent coughing, and the careless fall of items in the living room made everyone's hearts rise in the live broadcast room.
"Come on, anchor, kill her!"
"The anchor will give you fish balls to increase your combat effectiveness!"
The audience in the live broadcast room followed suit to send gifts, and this was the most exciting live broadcast they had ever seen!
The salt corroded the female ghost's originally hideous grimace even more terrifyingly, and this time she was completely enraged, and a low roar came out of her throat and rushed towards Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling saw that the female ghost pounced and didn't care about the stinging throat, he turned around and grabbed the floor lamp behind him, and at the moment when his hand just grabbed the lamppost, the female ghost had already grabbed his ankle.
Zhang Ling didn't turn his head, grabbed the lamppost with one hand and the wire with the other and pulled it hard, and the wire connected to the lamp body was pulled out.
"Give me death!"
He lifted the wire in his hand and flipped over and thrust it into the chest of the female ghost who had crawled up his ankle.
As a brilliant arc of electricity slashed, the female ghost's entire body was shrouded in a blue arc of electricity, and her figure clearly appeared on the screen again.
"I grass, I see it, I see it!"
"Is this a ghost?"
"Exciting, exciting, so exciting! Anchor: Take my knees! β
"The **** upstairs, I'm going to call the master in the future!"
"Ask the master to take me as an apprentice, so that I can warm the bed!"
Just when everyone was talking, they heard a loud bang, and then a blue light flashed, and then the screen went black!
"Master!? Isn't the master hanging! β
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"Call your sister, call 120 quickly!"
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The powerful current made the female ghost twist and disappear into the air, and Zhang Ling was also trembling by the 220V voltage!
"Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling, are you okay!"
He Qiaoxin, who was standing downstairs, saw the changing light in the room, and her heart rose to her throat, and when the loud noise came, she immediately rushed upstairs, and as soon as she entered the room, she saw Zhang Ling lying on the ground with a wire shaking constantly.
"No, it's okay, quick, get out of here, that thing is still there!"
Zhang Ling could still feel the yin qi emanating from the female ghost, he didn't expect this female ghost to be so powerful.
When He Qiaoxin heard that the female ghost was still in the house, he hurriedly dragged Zhang Ling out of the house, and then locked the security door with a bang, for fear that the female ghost would chase him out.
"Don't be afraid, she's also seriously injured this time, let's get out of here first!"
Zhang Ling went outside the building with the help of He Qiaoxin, and the two girls who were scared to the side immediately ran over and asked when they saw Zhang Ling coming out, "Is that thing destroyed?" β
"I'm grass, do you have a conscience, Lao Tzu is like this, you don't even say ask!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Ling said angrily: "No, you guys should find a place to live by yourself first, I'm going to go back and check some things!" β
"I'll go with you, your body needs to be taken care of in this state now!"
He Qiaoxin looked at Zhang Ling's somewhat pale face, and felt very guilty in her heart, this matter was caused by her, and she had the responsibility to take care of him.
Zhang Ling did not refuse He Qiaoxin, firstly, he really needs to be taken care of now, and secondly, he also wants to spend more time with this big beauty.
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"I'm sorry, I'm a little scary here, if you're scared, let's go first!"
Returning to the store with He Qiaoxin, Zhang Ling stood in front of the paper shop and said to He Qiaoxin with a smile.
"It's okay!"
After He Qiaoxin saw the female ghost in red, this kind of place was nothing to her at all, and she was not so squeamish.
She didn't care about helping Zhang Ling into the paper shop, leaning on He Qiaoxin's body, the elegant aroma on her body made Zhang Ling a little indifferent.
"You just live here?" Looking at the marching bed in the store, He Qiaoxin was a little surprised
"Yes, yes!"
Zhang Ling found a fairly clean place for He Qiaoxin to sit down, took out his mobile phone and prepared to check the information to see if he could find the origin of the female ghost.
However, when he took out his mobile phone, he found that when he was calling the female ghost just now, his mobile phone was also damaged by the current!
"Excuse me, can you lend me your phone, my phone is broken!"
He Qiaoxin took out the phone from her satchel and handed it to Zhang Ling, who clicked on Baidu and entered the Jicheng Mansion Chronicle.
Enter the local chronicles interface, Zhang Ling searched: female, death row prisoner!
Soon the relevant records were retrieved, Zhang Ling slid the screen, read them one by one, and suddenly a record caught Zhang Ling's attention.
In the seventeenth year of Daoguang, there was a jealous woman Wang in Fara Township, Jicheng Prefecture, who eavesdropped on many words, poisoned more than ten neighbors because of a dispute of tongues, and was convicted by the state government to the judicial department...... Sentenced to abandon the city!
Zhang Ling is creepy in this simple sentence, he can be very sure that the woman recorded in this house chronicle is the evil ghost in He Qiaoxin's family, but what he doesn't understand is what kind of woman will poison more than ten people for a few words, this kind of person is a wicked person before death, and he will become a demon after death.
"What's wrong?" He Qiaoxin saw that Zhang Ling's face was a little pale, so he got up and asked
"It's okay, come with me to a place tomorrow, you need something to get rid of that evil ghost in your house!"
"What's that?"
"Killing Blade!"
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In the early morning of the next day, He Qiaoxin asked for leave from the hospital and followed Zhang Ling to the antique market in the south of the city, which was a little deserted because it was not a holiday.
"What are we looking for?"
He Qiaoxin is not a local, so she is very unfamiliar with this place, and she is full of curiosity when she looks at the shops on both sides of the street that hang all kinds of what kind of dwellings and what kinds of fasting.
"Sabre! The saber that cut people back then! β
"Ah, what do you want that thing for? How annoying! β
Zhang Ling looked at He Qiaoxin, who was frowning, and said with a smile: "Because that evil ghost in your family was beheaded, she will be afraid of the thing that killed her, and that is the knife that cut off her head!" β
"But those executioners used the big knife will not be found for a while, can only be replaced by a saber that has killed people, the more people kill the knife, the heavier the murderous aura, the greater the damage to her!"
"Then how do you know that those knives are murderous?" He Qiao asked puzzled
"Hehe, because I can see it!"
"Alright, we're here!"
As he spoke, Zhang Ling stopped in front of a shop with all kinds of military uniforms and military items hanging in front of his house.
He Qiaoxin looked up and saw a faded signboard hanging on the lintel of the store, which read: Veteran's Home!