"Weaver-sama, weaver-sama, this ...... This is a ...... dedicated to Lord Bai Ning's ghost" Seeing that the Weaving Skeleton Ghost stretched out its thick arm to snatch the ghost-level severed arm in his hand, Pu Zitong's spiritual sense moved, and he controlled the pus-headed little ghost to retreat suddenly, hugged the ghost-level severed arm tightly to his chest, and spoke to the Weaving Skeleton Ghost with a frightened expression.

"What do you mean by that? Even if it's dedicated to Lord Bai Ning, can't I even take a look? Are you looking down on me? Do you want to stay in this Qinhuai District? Seeing that the pus-headed ghost was protecting the severed arm and was unwilling to hand it over to himself, the wreckage ghost's horse-lamp-sized eyes suddenly widened, and he asked the pus-headed ghost with an angry face.

"Weaving ...... Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, because I used this thing to ask Lord Bai Ning for a hunting ground, so it is especially important to me, and I don't mean to despise you. Seeing that the Weaver Ghost was angry, the soul body of the Pus-headed Ghost showed a timid appearance again under Pu Zitong's control, and replied to the Weaver Ghost with a look of grievance.

"Asking Lord Bai Ning for a hunting ground? Well......, I see, no wonder you didn't enjoy this broken arm yourself, but brought it to this ghost building in the Gongyuan, but with the soul power of your high-level ghost, how did you get the broken arm of this primary ghost level? Don't tell me that you overstepped the level and slaughtered an outside ghost-level ghost? After the pus-headed ghost answered, the weaver ghost did not continue to snatch the ghost-level remnant in the hands of the pus-headed ghost, but shot a soul power shot at the remnant body, blocking the soul power leaking from the remnant first, and casually continued to ask the pus-headed ghost.

"This ......, don't hide from you, Lord Weaving, this remnant is actually ...... Actually, I just picked it up outside the building, and after picking it up, I originally wanted to devour it directly, maybe I could advance to the half-step ghost level, but after thinking about it again, I thought it might be better to use it to change hunting grounds with Lord Bai Ning, so ......" The pus-headed ghost looked at the weaving ghost with a terrifying face, and saw that there was still a little anger on its face, and it seemed to panic, and quickly explained truthfully.

"Picked it up? Are you kidding me? Or have the times changed? Can you pick up ghost-level remnants all over the street? Hearing the Pus-headed Ghost's explanation, the Weaver Ghost blinked its large round eyes and asked in disbelief.

"Weaving Skeleton ...... Big...... My lord! I really didn't lie to you, this severed arm was indeed picked up by me outside, and I passed by that ...... when I returned from handing over the offering to Lord Bai Ning today The place that seems to be called Peach Leaf Square, where I found this ghost-level broken arm, I picked it up, and after picking it up, I quickly ran back here......" Pu Zitong controlled the pus-headed ghost, first trembling and apologizing to the weaving ghost, and then pointed to the southeast direction and said.

"Peach Leaf Square? Is that square southeast of the ghost building? Where can you pick up ghost-level remnants? Could it be that there are ghosts fighting there? The weaver ghost heard the explanation of the pus-headed ghost, and saw that the pus-headed ghost trembled as if it was not lying, and his face showed a thoughtful look, and he squinted his eyes and whispered.

"Ghost fights? can cut off the ghost-level soul arm, what level of battle does it have to be

Huh? I didn't hear the movement of the fight, and I didn't even notice the strange soul wave, if there was really a ghost level fighting there, I wouldn't dare to get close to the small one, let alone pick up this soul arm, are you too worried? Hearing the weaver's muttering, the pus-headed ghost shook his head and replied with a scared expression.

"Didn't you sense a strange soul wave? That can only mean that there is a ghost who has finished fighting there, or that the fight has been fought somewhere else, otherwise there will be no one to leave such a soul arm behind, this is a big supplement, even if Lord Bai Ning sees it, he will smack his lips, hehe......" Seeing that the pus-headed ghost opened his mouth and vigorously denied it, his face was full of fear, and the weaving ghost seemed to think that the pus-headed ghost was comforting himself with what he said just now, and shook his head, but he believed that there was a ghost fighting on the square.

"So I really broke into a ghost-level battlefield by mistake?" After hearing the words of the Weaver Ghost, the Pus-headed Ghost asked with a wry smile, and his face was a little more afraid.

"Well, you just have a big life, and you didn't really break into other people's battles, otherwise this broken arm can't be picked up, and your little life may be caught first." Seeing the frightened look on the face of the pus-headed ghost, the weaver ghost nodded, deliberately scaring the pus-headed ghost.

"It's okay, it's okay, Lord Weaver is right, if I encounter a ghost-level battle, I can't bear the aftermath a few times, it seems that it's really my life...... It's my life......" Pu Zitong knew that the Weaver Ghost was deliberately scaring herself, but she controlled the Pus-headed Ghost to deliberately make a lucky appearance and responded to the Weaver Ghost.

"As the saying goes, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, you broke into other people's battlefields, and you can still come out alive, which means that your blessing is coming, and you have to seize this blessing." After the pus-headed ghost responded, the weaver ghost suddenly squinted his eyes again, looked at the broken arm in the hand of the pus-headed ghost, and said with a slight smile.

"Blessings? What do you mean, my lord? Oh, I see, you're talking about this broken arm in my hand, right? Indeed, I accidentally broke into someone's battlefield and didn't encounter anyone fighting, but I picked up this broken arm and came out alive, well, I'm really blessed. After the weaver ghost finished speaking, the pus-headed ghost gripped the severed arm in his hand a little tighter, and then looked down at the broken arm in his hand, and smiled with relief.

"Cut, it's not a little ghost, such a small family, is this broken arm a blessing? Amusing! Seeing that the pus-headed ghost seemed to show a satisfied expression, the weaver ghost snorted disdainfully, and spoke as if he was sneering at the pus-headed ghost.

"What do you mean by Weaver-sama?" After being ridiculed by the Weaver Ghost, Pustoutou Ghost scratched his head in confusion and asked.

"What you are holding in your hand is a broken arm of a primary ghost level, which means that there is a primary ghost level that has fought in the place where you picked up the broken arm, and after you picked up the broken arm, you didn't find the aftermath of the battle around, it should be that the battlefield of the primary ghost has shifted its position, and it can hurt a primary ghost, but it has not been able to kill it directly, it can be seen that the ghost level of the ghost fighting with the primary ghost with the broken arm is almost the same as the primary ghost level, this is what I mean by 'Fu'

。 The Weaver said with a sly smile.

"You're saying there are two junior ghost tiers fighting near that square? How is this a blessing? The pus-headed ghost continued to look puzzled under Pu Zitong's control.

"It's very simple, the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, the two junior ghosts fight each other, one of them will lose, and even if the other side wins, it will be injured or weak, I use the strength of the intermediate ghost level to clean up the battlefield, can't I hunt the remains of the two primary ghosts, the soul of the two primary ghosts, isn't it fragrant enough to swallow?" Seeing that the pus-headed ghost was still puzzled, the weaver ghost continued to say with a sly smile.

"Do you mean to go directly to that square to catch souls? This ......, you are powerful, you can go, you can go, the small one will not go, the little one is afraid that when the time comes, an aftermath will hurt me, and my ghost life will be gone. After listening to the words of the weaver ghost, Pu Zitong smiled secretly, but the pus-headed ghost under his control deliberately showed an aggrieved appearance and spoke.

"How's that going to work? You picked up this ghost body and stump arm, and if you don't show me the way, how do I know where to find the battle soul marks of that junior ghost? You take me with you, and you just have to follow me after you take me, and you don't need to do anything. Hearing the words of the pus-headed ghost's retreat, the weaver's face turned grim, and he threatened the pus-headed ghost with a terrifying ground color.

"This ......" After hearing this, the pus-headed ghost showed a difficult color on his face, as if he was hesitating.

"What is this? Well, I'll make sure you're safe, and as long as I can find those two fighting ghosts, I'll give you half of them when I've dealt with them, how about it? Seeing that the pus-headed ghost hesitated, the weaving ghost asked coldly.

"Both...... Since the Weaver Lord is ...... Having said that, I'll take you there, and the adults must be good at what they say to ensure my safety. Hearing the weaver's question, the pus-headed ghost showed a reluctant but reluctant expression of refusal, and finally nodded in agreement after a moment.

"You've brought me such a good hunting clue, how could I break my promise, I promise." After the pus-headed ghost agreed, the weaver ghost smiled and nodded as well.

After the weaving ghost nodded, he asked the pus-headed ghost to call the half-cut soul arm to it, and then took the pus-headed ghost body controlled by Pu Zitong and rushed towards the central passage back to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he climbed to the ground again, and entered the center of the hall on the first floor of the Gongyuan.

"Weaver-sama? Are you going out? Just after the Skeleton Weaver climbed out of the underground ghost nest cellar, two ghost-level guards guarding the main gate of the Tribute Courtyard suddenly appeared again, glanced at the face of the Skeleton Weaver, dropped the axes and broadswords in their hands, and asked respectfully.

"Well, I'll go out to deal with something, and I'll come back later, Lord Bai Ning is cleaning up in its house, you guys show me the main entrance, don't let any rats jump below and disturb the adults, otherwise, the adults will ask you." Hearing the inquiries of the axe-wielding guards and the sword-wielding guards, the Weaver coldly ordered.

"Yes, small

Do your bidding, my lord, who is the ...... behind you? After being ordered by the Weaver Ghost, the two ghost guards quickly bent down and nodded, answering in time, and when the two raised their heads, they saw that the pus-headed ghost had also climbed up from the ground, standing behind the Weaver Ghost, and asked puzzledly.

"Didn't this pus-headed imp go down here just now? Don't know each other? I'm going to take it out on an errand this time. After being questioned, the Weaver seemed a little annoyed and said sharply.

(End of chapter)