"I've seen a lot," the man replied with a calm expression, "the drowning ghost with an iron face, the hanged ghost with a long tongue, and the unjust ghost looking for hatred and revenge, all over the restaurant, except for the Hades Palace, I have never seen such a place with such a deep grievance...... Although there is an enchantment set up when it comes out, the spiritual power fluctuates unsteadily, and when it is late at night, two ...... will run out."

I covered my ears and screamed, "Your Highness, you are so annoying!!Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier!!!! I left it until I went to bed."

Xiao Baihua had no expression, and said in an innocent tone, "You haven't asked before." ”

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When I returned to the room, I said to myself, Hua Xinda, you will be a female devil in the future, within these six realms, the dead ghosts and ghosts are all going to give you foot washing water, and you are afraid of the past that your opponent said, what is going on with your little brother?

You sober up.

Then he continued to sober and hid in bed, shaking into a ball.

But whenever someone fights heads-up, no matter what rank of bronze and silver, as long as the front is strong, I have always been fearless.

But I also really hate those cold, damp things that I don't know.

Like snakes, like ghosts.

It's just that at this most frightening time, my mind is only the scenes of a few horror movies that I clicked on from the previous hand, and as soon as I lifted the quilt, I saw a round eye in the messy hair, or I saw a pale grimace of surprise when I poked under the bed...... Something like that.

I tried to use the spiritual power in my body to light an open flame and light a lamp, but only a few small sparks erupted from my fingertips......

TNND is so depressed that he doesn't even have the spiritual power to light a lamp......

If there really is any Ah Piao who escapes from the enchantment of Xuanchengbu, won't I be chased and beaten......

Ahh

Xuancheng, this guy! What kind of ghost story do you tell before you go to bed!!

The first female demon of the Six Realms stayed at the Ghost Village Inn for one night and then was scared to death by herself, this kind of bridge is really embarrassing!!

Filled with righteous indignation, he rolled around on the bed, and fell to the ground with a "flutter".

I knelt down and sat up, didn't go to bed, knocked on the wooden wall next to me, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness... Are you sleeping?"

There was no movement over there.

I knocked again, and the whole person was very humble, "Your Highness, I know you can hear me." Let's talk about it......"

Still nothing.

Although I have always been thin-skinned, "Your Highness is so scared, you can sleep with others~" This kind of passionate words are still unspeakable......

So he hesitated for a while, and then said without any self-esteem, "Your Highness, can you sleep well in that house?"

There was still no response.

I don't know if I really sleep or fake sleep, I was a little annoyed and angry because I put the shelf very low, and I snorted angrily, "Phew! I slept so well after saying such a scary thing, and the icebergs in the world are so bad, what a fairy brother Xiaobaihua is just a scumbag who runs away after telling a ghost story!"

There was still no movement over there, so I muttered and scolded more and more rampantly, "When did my aunt beg someone! But if you don't have enough spiritual power, you will be bullied, if your spiritual power is still there, how can you grind with you in such a low voice... Directly turn into a big eye-catching insect and press you on the bed, crying and begging for mercy!"

was lowering his voice and viciously passing his mouth, and he felt his palms hot.

When I looked down again, I really saw a thin stream of golden spiritual power crawling up my fingertips along the meridians! The blocked spiritual power could still be scolded alive......

Although this little pitiful spiritual power is not enough to deal with Ah Piao, who doesn't know when he will visit, it is more than enough to become a majestic tiger.

I twisted and whizzed.

I was out of shape, but I didn't feel awkward, and it seemed to be larger than me as far as I could see, so I simply jumped on the dresser, only to find that I had become a strange and majestic tabby cat.

Well, the spiritual power is still not enough to become a big tiger, and it is not bad to become a flower cat.

Rounding up anyway is all felines.

I accepted this fact with great satisfaction, and cocked my tail in front of the bronze mirror for a while, and then walked slowly along the crack in the door to His Highness's chamber, and as soon as I went out, I heard a whimper......

The whimper came from downstairs, old and sad, and I froze in place, the hair on my back exploding......

No matter how cliché this ghost night crying is, what I have experienced is still too exciting, and a little chill condensed on my back quickly reached the tip of my tail, and I wanted to run to Xuancheng's room immediately and shivered, but the four cat's paws were filled with lead, and I couldn't lift them......

In stark contrast to the stiff limbs is a frantic heartbeat and an electric mental activity......

Although Xuancheng's spiritual power is now suppressed, it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Nine Heavens, and those demons who want to harm people are definitely afraid to approach even if they are instinctive......

However, this bold "good brother" has come to the door of His Royal Highness the Prince, for what?

Is there any grievance to be made?

It's no wonder that this good and dignified Zhuangzi doesn't know what he has experienced, but there is no half of the living person left, there must be something else hidden.

Just as I was swaying between "waking up Xuancheng" or "asking myself", the cry suddenly cut off again, replaced by a soothing, rhythmic, and crisp "click......

I hid behind the handrail on the second floor and looked down, there was a lone lamp burning in the hall of the inn, and it was pitch black everywhere I looked down, only the pointed white hat in the trance of the light was particularly eye-catching—was it the old man who opened this inn?

Although he has no soul, he is still a living person, at least he will rest at sunset......

He doesn't sleep at night, what does he do with a gloomy lone lamp?

I hesitated, and walked down the stairs step by step, the cat's paws so soft that it barely made a sound.

The closer you get to the tent, the more confusing the scene becomes.

The old man was under the oil lamp, holding a wooden box and eagerly counting something, "...... Three, four, five... Ten, eleven, twelve......"

I jumped on the tent, but he didn't notice it, still counting intently, and the contents of the box were picked up and thrown back, and the "click" made was rhythmic and crisp.

Under the dim light, it was obvious that the old man was holding a box full of golden beans in his hand!

“... Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen......"

The old man counted to nineteen, and suddenly stopped......

He stared at the nineteenth golden bean in his hand, watching the corners of his mouth suddenly twitch down, whimpering and crying, and his aging face wrinkled in the flickering light, which was particularly terrifying......

This sound is the same whimper I heard upstairs just now!

The old man still didn't notice my presence, and while crying, he muttered, "Little Nineteen...... My little nineteen, ah......"

I couldn't figure it out for a moment, I just felt that the scene in front of me was eerie and weird......

"Little Nineteen, Woo Woo Woo...... Grandpa's little nineteen ......" The old man's expression was painful, and his cloudy eyes gathered too turbulent pathos, not like a person with three souls separated from the body, "It's all to blame grandpa...... Grandpa is an old fool......"