It's a little ghost Mo Tears.

Then a ghost suddenly appeared behind the little guy and chased after him, as if out of thin air.

Ghost girl! She has been chasing Mo Tear all the time, it is like seeing the right eye.

The little ghost is still a fierce ghost, and he is fortunate to be chased by the ghost, and he doesn't know what happened to these two guys.

But whether it was a ghost girl or a blood rain ghost, they didn't expect that a guy would suddenly appear in front of them. Of course, the two ghosts collided. The ghost girl sat on the ground like an ordinary child, her head gurgling and rolling to Mo Tear's feet.

The guy who was hit was also like a novice uncle touching porcelain, stiff and slowly fell.

It was a tragic car accident scene.

Mo Tear disappeared in an instant like a fried cat.

Zhang Luo felt a little confused, as if there was a voice in the dark: "...... The old driver reminds you: the driving is not standardized, and the relatives are in tears. ”

The dead ghost who was knocked down by the little girl lay motionless in a pool of her own blood, and the ghost girl groped her head in the rain.

Zhang Luo: "......"

Why do you feel that something is wrong, you are really two powerful ghosts?

Zhang Luo took another step forward to probe it, and his eyes turned into white mist again, and the crows outside were chirping.

"It's back." Zhang Luo was a little dizzy about this bizarre world, and probably had his own judgment.

The White Mist and the Blood Rain are pitting each other against each other, splitting the battlefield into two parts, and it is so chaotic that it could go to the other side at any moment.

Zhang Luo already felt that the Blood Rain Ghost would be easily knocked down by the ghost girl because of this half-dead state. As for the ghost girl, Zhang Luo felt that this guy didn't use his ability at all, and was purely chasing Mo Tear to play.

Zhang Luo thought about it again.

It was a really painful sight.

Also, now that he doesn't know where he is, how can he find Bai Su? I just hope that they can hold on for a long time, Zhang Luo rubbed his temples and prepared to run around looking for opportunities.

……

The other side.

In the thick fog, there was no intention to move.

After losing an arm, her strength did not plummet much. Her ability is not just to play rope and play support, but her ability - possession - is very powerful.

Her body can descend on any humanoid dead thing around her, as long as it is in human form, then theoretically ghosts can also be, this is the rule that belongs to ghosts, and it is still valid for the supernatural itself. But in the same way, the rules between ghosts will also resist each other and then suppress each other, and this is when rank is very important.

In front of her, the fierce spirit is a puppet that is wantonly fiddling, and the ghost of the same level will also die like a virus invasion, standing still. Even if it is the culprit level, it can be partially suppressed.

This is the confidence that Zhang Luo will attract many ghosts.

I just don't know why, it's all the ghosts who come.

But Wuxin was not afraid, she didn't understand fear.

The little puppet is in the flowers, because the white mist is the domain of a ghost, so even the visibility of a ghost is not much better than that of Zhang Luo. Not far away, there was a wriggling, black snake-like hair, which was the Daughter's Day doll.

Both are puppets, and both parties are a little curious about each other. It's just that the puppet doll that is almost on the verge of breaking is full of resentment, and there is a big gap between it and the unintentional killing that killed many people but didn't want to kill at all. In human terms, it is the difference in three views. The gap between ghosts can be even greater than that between humans and ghosts.

Oni are not human, they need to communicate, and they will compromise with each other to weigh the pros and cons.

If you are interested and want to enhance your understanding, this kind of thing can only be fought first!

The prototype of the doll is a dignified female doll of the Sang ethnic group, wearing a traditional national costume of mulberry costume. But after being abandoned, she lost her glamorous appearance, her face was broken, and her mulberry clothes were dirty.

The black hair that should have been tied up had spread out in all directions, like a spider, and the thin strands of hair were braided, and the large web was spread out, waiting for the prey to enter the urn.

She didn't have any expression, just like a broken doll on the side of the road, and she would never have thought that this was a terrifying ghost level just by her appearance.

At this time, the doll seemed to feel some touch coming in an instant, and what was waiting for her was also a big net.

Countless threads are cut suddenly!

Quiet as a virgin, moving like thunder, these two ghosts are not as funny as Zhang Luo's side, and the confrontation has begun.

In the face of unintentional strangulation, how could a puppet doll who is also a powerful ghost level not have its own ability? It's fearless.

Countless hairs swept away, and the sharp silk threads were blocked, but in just a moment, the doll seemed to suddenly disappear.

The puppet did not advance but retreated, and the thick white mist was stirred, and it was instantly empty, as if a bubble suddenly appeared in the milk, and a blood-colored world could be seen inside.

The doll doll actually opened up two ghost domains in an instant!

The two ghosts entered the blood rain and fought, and the silk threads and hair were frantically entwined and strangled.

"Ahhh——!hhh A hair-clad mass of fierce wraiths screamed, mist and blood raining down in the space.

A hanged ghost hangs on a cherry blossom tree, flickering on and off, with something in his mouth and chewing, and the scene is very bloody.

There is also a humanoid ghost near Zhang Luo on the wall, which was also discovered by a trick. And Zhang Luo was almost tinnitus by this scream, and he gave it a brick very irritably, and the distorted portrait was smashed out of the crack and disappeared in an instant.

It ran away for nothing.

Inside, three ordinary women were scattered around the shrine in the dark, but the rope of Hattori's new Yui had been untied.

And the recent unintentional staggered on the stone road and retreated, the little puppet was covered in blood and rain, and the palace clothes were torn. The blood rain dyed her clothes red, but these blood rains were just a little damp to the ghosts, and for the little puppet, tearing some clothes was nothing, and the damage to the puppet's body was at most a broken muscle, and she still had her body.

On the other hand, the two ghosts with domains, the domains seemed to be twitching, and the blood rain ghosts' bleeding was decreasing.

This is truly an unwarranted disaster.

And the clump of hair gathered after the scream, wrapped into a cocoon, and burst open in an instant.

A new doll emerges from it, but the white porcelain scars on her face are more noticeable, but instead of backing down, she shoots her hair away from the unintentional blast.

The tiny bodies of the two humanoids scuffled together.

At this time, Bai Su didn't know that the battle outside had become in full swing, she held the candlestick and walked cautiously in the dark.

Except for a small patch of light from the headlamp, the rest of the place was pitch black, but even in the light, there was a large white fog, and I couldn't see much at all.

The cold wind was blowing, and Bai Su shrank his neck in discomfort. She didn't know why she had suddenly come to such a strange place, and there was no sound at all.

No, there is still a sound.

"Jingle bell ......" is a crisp wind chime.

But the girl is even more scared, she is not the kind of guy who can perform all kinds of manipulations in fear in Zhang Luo. Many times she will be a little clever, such as peeking at Zhang Luo's notebook to get a trip plan. But more often than not, it's a 14-year-old girl who can only cry.

It's dark all around, quiet and scared of people, and I already know that there are ghosts around, how can I not be afraid.

As an ordinary girl, it's good to be able to muster up the courage to walk. I can't help but regret why I came with me, I'm just a fool, and I will only drag my feet.

"Brother Luo?" The little girl's voice was faint, with a trill, and it looked terrible in the mist.

No one answered.

Bai Su had a pale little face, and if she used a flashlight to shine on her face and compare it with a ghost, she didn't know who looked more like a ghost.

"Susu, don't be afraid, you can do it, and this ......" Bai Su swallowed his saliva, cheered himself up in his heart, and the hand holding the candlestick tightened again.

"I just don't know where those two witches were, Brother Luo asked me to guard them, I really failed." Thinking of this, Bai Su felt a little depressed in his heart.

"Is anyone there?" The light on Bai Su's head could not bring her half warmth, but made those shadows even more terrifying.

She moved cautiously, and in the dark fog, she carefully explored the ground, for fear of stepping on the air. The silence around you is like being immersed in the deep sea.

"Rustling ......"

An inexplicable shredding sound sounded, and it seemed to ring in the ears under the extreme silence.

"Scared!" Bai Su jumped subconsciously like a rabbit, and his voice was a little sharp: "Who?" ”

But no one answered, and the sound of rustling was getting closer and closer.

Bai Su felt that his heart was in his throat, and his voice became louder: "Who is it!" ”

Still didn't respond, the only bit of luck was also polished away, and she was almost sure that there was a ghost eyeing her.

Bai Su held the candlestick tightly, she had seen Zhang Luo stab ghosts with the candlestick before, and she had heard Zhang Luo talk about its effectiveness. When Zhang Luo was fighting with the ghost, she felt very handsome, but she didn't think it was too difficult.

But when it was her turn, her hands and feet were soft, and she seemed to be unable to hold the bronze candlestick.

She wiped the sweat from her hands on her clothes, but in a few moments, her clothes were already soaked with sweat.

She carefully touched the wall, leaning against the wall to deal with it with a little confidence, otherwise, she always felt the wind blowing behind her.

In fact, she also knows that the wall can only give psychological comfort, how can the ghost be blocked by the wall?

But the strange sound was endless, as if someone was walking, or the sound of clothes rubbing, in short, it was no ordinary small animal.

Bai Su looked left and right, panicking and not knowing what to do. She couldn't walk at all, so she could only lean against the wall and look around, clutching the candlestick as the only straw. It's like those small animals in the jungle, when danger comes, they can only stand still and hope that the predator will not find out.

Unfortunately, the light above her head is a beacon in the dark, and there are always ghosts that will follow the attack.

Finally.

A small shadow appeared in front of her right side of sight......