Cang Anlan only felt that he had a dream, an absurd and real dream, but unfortunately the long black hair in the distance was continuing to chase them, the dream had already woken up, he lay on the huge leaves with relief, slowly adjusted his breathing, waved his hand and asked really: "If I say I'm not satisfied, will you throw us down from here?" Don't worry, I will repay this life-saving grace. ”

Just waiting for his words, the ghost saw that Cang Anlan was also a promise, snapped his fingers, pursed his lips and smiled: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." It was such a happy decision. ”

And the tree ghost, who had been watching and looking for the leaves, finally found the figure of the mountain spirit among the thick hair, pointed to the oncoming hair, and screamed at the ghost: "Ahhh Isn't that Lin Hotaru? Why didn't he move! Hurry up and save him! ”

Ghost Che looked at the situation in front of him, and first untied the ribbon that swam in Bai Xiyue's hand to prevent her from being frightened by what was about to happen later, and quickly blindfolded her.

Xiyue, who suddenly couldn't see the vision in front of her, hurriedly waved her hands, with a crying voice, and shouted uneasily: "Che! I can't see anything! Why blindfold me? Is it to play hide and seek? ”

This is much more fun than hide and seek, Ghost Che grabbed Bai Xiyue's hand, squinted at the long black disgusting hair that was already within reach, and said casually: "Stay obediently, it's better for you not to watch the next thing." Then he turned his head and instructed: "Cherry, take care of the three princes." ”

The tree charm quickly opened the enchantment for Cang Anlan and them, and shouted at the ghost with a solemn expression: "Che Gongzi! You must save Lin Ying! ”

When Ghost Che was about to return to the topic again, he and Bai Xiyue had been wrapped in long hair in a black space like a cocoon, and on the dense black-haired walls around them, the faces of girls who were like complaining and crying gradually floated out, with red blood and tears in the eyes of each face, and their lips were white and closed with a weird smile: "This is the taste of a goddess, such a beautiful face, my ・・・・・・ is my ・・・・・・"

He pretended to be embarrassed and reached out to scratch the tip of his nose, and muttered, "This time I really ran into a famous ghost, and my means have gone up a notch." I wonder if this Thousand Ghost Ji likes the fire from hell? ”

Bai Xiyue's surroundings were filled with miserable and terrifying sounds, and she couldn't help but grab the ghost Che's robe, and asked tremblingly, "Che, are they talking about the goddess me?" What is Chikihime? What is Hellfire? ”

Ghost Che circled around the wall made of hair entanglement, casually waved the peachwood sword in his hand, slashed a few times but did not move, stood in place and touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and pushed Bai Xiyue to the wall in front of him.

Since this Thousand Ghost Ji likes fools so much, let her see enough, and explained with a wicked smile: "Yes, they are talking about you, Thousand Ghost Ji is an ugly woman, and the hellfire is what is used to burn her." ”

It sounded like something very novel, and the curious Bai Xiyue reached out to pull off the ribbon, and shouted happily: "Then I want to see it!" ”

The ghost quickly pressed her hand and said solemnly: "You will have nightmares when you see it, and I will not be responsible if you become ugly." ”

Become ugly! She had heard Ghost Che talk about her ugly appearance before, and thinking that she would become such an ugly thing, Xi Yue, who believed it to be true, hurriedly put down her hand and said, "Then I still don't look at it." ”

Ghost Che took a step back and shouted at Bai Xiyue's command: "This is a good child, let's play the game of please close your eyes when it's dark." Stand here honestly, no matter what happens, you can't move, count from one to a hundred, and I'll agree with you to untie the ribbon. ”

When Bai Xiyue heard that it was a game, she clapped her hands and giggled for a while, and began to count clumsily: "One, two, three, ・・・・・・"

At this time, she didn't realize that her body was quietly crawling with black silk like vines, and thousands of strands were entwined in it, and she was about to devour her body little by little.

Seeing that the things she had been longing for were about to be in her hands, the voice of the thousand ghost Ji became more and more excited, less of a taste of grievance, and more of a successful bewitching, and hummed: "My ・・・・・・ is my ・・・・・・"

If this hair ghost wants to obtain Bai Xiyue's body, he must rely on the resentment of his own hair to ingest, and the ghost Toru searched for the root of the hair that attacked Xi Yue, and finally found the red eyes that had been hidden in the depths in the wall made of hair.

Now that the body has been found, Ghost Che did not hesitate to meet the pair of red eyes that looked charming and moving, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a light smile: "Six reincarnation eyes, one hell path!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his eyes turned completely demonic red, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost let out a terrible hiss: "Ah! What is it! My hair! ”

At this time, raging fires began to emerge around the demon, and under the flames was a pool of blood that was tumbling like magma!

The flames seemed to grow eyes, and as they pulsed wildly, they burst from one end of the ghost's long hair and quickly spread to all her black hair. Suddenly, she encountered such a powerless thing, and her long black hair flicked everywhere with flames, stained in a pool of blood.

Ghost Che stood aside, covering half of his face and red eyes with his hands, and said with a cold smile: "The resentment caused by satisfying personal desires, the pathetic woman who invites the scourge of killing and turning into an evil spirit, the filthy body and mind are not even willing to accept the hell of the underworld. How is it possible to recognize this place? ”

At this time, the ghost noticed the existence of the ghost, and flew towards the ghost, and because he lost the weapon of the attack, the thousand faces became hideous and shouted: "Ah! Where the hell is this! What have you done to me? ”

The ghost's red eyes became more and more dazzling, and he smiled politely: "Welcome to the thirteenth layer of the underworld hell." ”

The hair ghost finally revealed his ugly face, the scars cut by the knife, the bruises that were beaten by others, the collapsed bones, every place was the resentful wounds left by the parents who had lost their beloved daughter, but the red eyes of the hair ghost had the appearance of the charm before death.

She looked up and laughed wildly, and after looking around, she jumped into the pool of blood, swam like a madman, washed her face with bright red blood, and said in a flattering manner: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can this be hell? Look at these blood waters, how sweet and bright, these are obviously holy waters that can make me more beautiful! ”

The ghost calmly shuttled through the flames, walked on the blood pool, walked around the blood pool where the hair ghost was, tilted his head, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and said, "Really?" I hope you can enjoy this feast of hell. ”

The triumphant ghost seemed to have woken up from a dream at the beginning of the year, looking at the face reflected in the pool of blood, screaming silently, constantly changing the faces of the girls who had been snatched, and shouting at the ghost: "Ah! No! It's not my blood! It's not! This is not the blood of a maiden! ”

Oni Che stood on the edge of the pool of blood that was bubbling with blood bubbles, like magma tumbling, and watched with a blank face as the hair ghost tried to crawl out of it, the rich blood turned into countless hands pulling and dragging the long hair on her head, and the weight of a thousand catties could not let her escape, but fell deeper and deeper.

Surrounded by the unwilling screams of ghosts, and the pleading prayers of the girls, the faces of the girls all appeared on the pool of blood, and each mouth was chanting the last words of his life: "Please let me go." "Don't kill me!" "Why did you do this to me!" "Give me back my face!" "I won't let you go!"

・・・・・・

For the first time, the hair ghost let out a frightened and desperate cry for help, and with the last strand of long hair, he coiled it around the ghost's ankle, and pleaded bitterly at him, "No, don't! I don't want to stay here! Don't! ”

Ghost Che took the peachwood sword and waved it lightly, cutting off the long hair, and said with an evil smile: "Let the blood water of hell purify your soul, if it is fast, maybe five hundred years later, I will consider changing places for you." ”

This is the first time that the hair ghost has felt the pain of burning bones after turning into a powerful ghost, and can only watch all the long hair being corroded by blood, and begin to believe in the fact that she is in hell, and ask resentfully: "Who are you!" Isn't hell in the underworld? How could it be in Lianshan! No way! It's absolutely impossible! ”

Ghost Che was a little sympathetic to this ghost at this time, I don't know who he is at this time, and it's not good that I won't even have the object of cursing in the future, shaking my head and sighing: "I forgot to tell you, I'm the imperial history of the underworld, Ghost Che, please take care of me." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked in the direction of Xiyue, and said slowly: "Your current treatment is from the queue, you must know that you are not the only one who needs to take a bath in the thirteenth layer of hell." ”

The ghost city of Xudu, the place where ten thousand ghosts enter and exit, in the middle of the sea, the mountain of Dushuo, there is a big peach tree, there are two gods, one is called Ghost Che, the other is called Yu Fang, and the Lord reads and leads ten thousand ghosts.

In a place like Lianshan, there is a god who presides over ten thousand ghosts! She floated in despair in the pool of blood, and sank into the world of the pursuit of beauty, looking up and laughing: "Hahahaha, blood, fresh blood, delicious girl's blood!" Mine, all mine! Hahaha・・・・・・"

"Ninety, Ninety-One・・・・・・"

At the moment when the ghost disappeared into the pool of blood, the surrounding flames and pools of blood turned into red crystal powder and disappeared with the wind through the valley and mountains, disappearing without a trace, and it was just a dream bubble.

In the empty valley, Xiyue reported the number from one to one hundred, which was exceptionally crisp and pleasant, and her voice was already full of vitality, especially when it was almost a hundred, her cheeks were smeared with a beautiful flush, and she only thought that she would be able to see the ghost soon!

At this time, Ghost Che walked behind Xiyue, raised his hand and patted the back of her head, and she was in pain, "Ouch! She held her head in both hands, turned her head to the flat mouth behind her and asked, "Why did you hit me again?" ”

It's going to be a hundred! Thinking of this, Xiyue exclaimed anxiously: "Oops! I forgot where to count! ”

It's just that a fool can be so distracted about this kind of game, and he doesn't even know that he is being used as bait, Ghost Toru reached out and picked off the lifeless black hair stuck to her, fell off one by one, and said with a smile: "Fool, the game is over, you can open your eyes." ”

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