Bai Tang deliberately slowed down the pace and gave these wild ghosts time to think, but these wild ghosts didn't seem to understand.

The longer the wild ghost swims, the more difficult the bones to gnaw, some of which are because the time has been too long, and even the original obsession has been lost by the years.

Some of them have swum for too long, are tired, tired, tired, can't be reincarnated, and are trapped here and can't get out, and their changes in the world have long been as bland as water.

For them, what is the difference between the scattered soul and the non-scattered soul is just a thought between 'being' and 'nothing'.

It's just that it's more useful than giving them the benefit of life, as if it were the threat of death.

The wild ghosts in that circle, although they looked terrified, never said a word from beginning to end, compared to other ghosts who cried and shouted at every turn, their integrity was already quite high.

Bai Tang twisted his neck, the smile on his face began to be a little unbearable, and he didn't think about it before he pulled out the two little ghosts who were only a few years old.

His dark eyes did not rise or fall indifferently, and then with a wave of his hand, a black chain burst out of his palm like a snake.

The soul chain left his hand, and suddenly swelled several times, tightly entwining the handful of wild ghosts like a bundle of twisted flowers.

He opened his mouth without a hint of feeling: "Hey! If you destroy too much, it will also damage your own morality, so why don't you go through the eighteenth floor and feel the service inside. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he tugged the chain in his hand, and the soul chain buzzed twice excitedly as if he hadn't seen a wild ghost for hundreds of years, and then tied himself to the ghost.

That circle of ghosts disappeared out of thin air.

"It's your turn!" Bai Tang pointed to the wild ghosts in the next circle: "I will send you to hell with my own hands, the legendary eighteen floors, the package will be delivered to the door, and it will be sent for a hundred years after a hundred years, and the opportunity will not come again!"

Now those old ghosts who have been swimming for many years are also a little untenable.

Except for those who died in vain and had to stay in the world, the rest of them did not bear one or two serious crimes, and if they really went to hell, the punishment they would have suffered alone would be enough for them to eat for a hundred years.

Bai Tang saw that their atmosphere solidified again, so he continued contentedly: "Have you thought about it, if this is the answer, then I will make a decision for you!"

As he spoke, he shook the soul chain in his hand, and when he saw that the soul chain was about to fly out, the voice of an eleven or twelve-year-old child suddenly sounded: "I know! I know his name! ”

The moment Jiang Futing and Bai Tang heard the voice, they were stunned for a moment, and looked at the children who had just been pulled out with some surprise.

The child also seemed to have died in the summer, wearing short sleeves and shorts, but his exposed arms and thighs were covered with bruises and purple marks, and even a circle of blood-red and purple strangulation marks on his neck.

It is no longer possible to tell whether he was beaten to death or strangled to death.

At this time, he should still be the same age as a flower, but no one would have thought that such a child would die tragically in such a tragic way.

Jiang Futing glanced at him more, and he felt a shocking pain.

The little ghost doesn't seem to feel their gaze, but in the young soul, there is a fortitude that does not match the appearance.

If he were still alive, he would probably be almost thirty years old by now.

He looked at the rest of the ghosts fixedly, his gaze resolute about what a difficult decision he had made.

The little ghost gritted his teeth and said, "It wasn't Lu Changku who brought her, it was Lu Changrong."

Jiang Futing and Bai Tang again

I was surprised again by this unexpected answer.

They almost subconsciously believe that Lu Changkut is a human being, so in terms of cooperation with the people behind the scenes, it should also be that Lu Changku's cooperation with the people behind the scenes is more, and there are many benefits.

And Lu Changrong is, in a sense, more like a tool.

Since it is a tool, when speculating, it does not give him too many special abilities, and it is already quite a gift for ghosts to be able to hide everywhere without being discovered.

The cultivation of the ghost book is not easy, it is not just two or three years, you can be superb, you have to work hard, you have talent, and you have to have chance.

"How can you be sure that you didn't recognize the wrong person?" Jiang Futing asked cautiously.

The little ghost turned his head, did not hide the disdain on his face at all, and smiled with Senran: "I have been with them for a few years, and I know what other reasons I need." Lu Changkuo is Lu Changku, Lu Changrong is Lu Changrong, feeling different is different, they are different people, and they are not corpses. ”

This way of speaking is familiar to the taxi driver who took a taxi that day.

Jiang Futing couldn't refute this unreasonable truth for a while, and he suddenly asked, "You have been here since you died?"

The imp pointed to the barrier outside the fence of the orphanage: "I can't get out if I want to, from dying, to the relocation of the orphanage, to the desertion of this place......"

A trace of strangeness welled up in his dark pupils, which was fleeting, like a speck of dust thrown into the land, and before anyone could find it, it sank.

"No one will remember you, no one will burn you paper, only a steady stream of people who have been thrown in, and new ghosts who have strayed in, spend endless time here. But ......."

His depressed Xu was caught off guard, and even his volume rose a few points: "There will be people here who will come to feed you regularly, you can eat without scruples, and you don't have to worry about whether you will be caught by the ghosts." It's like a pet in a designated cage, it's a little suffocating, but the spirit of a living person-"

A look of yearning and greed gradually appeared on the little ghost's face, as if it was not a person anymore, but a fragrant delicacy.

The obsessive attachment slowly wiped out the two of them for him.

Although he was pitiful in life, he eventually became a ghost after death, and he was still a ghost who had opened meat and tasted human life.

Regardless of whether he was forced or voluntary at first, he has now become a ghast spirit that is harmful to the outside world.

Thinking about it this way, I am a little glad that this place has an enchantment that cannot be infested by ghosts at will, at least in this very rough way, temporarily protecting most of the innocent people outside.

Jiang Futing is disgusted with these ghosts who have given up on themselves and are completely depressed, but he is even more disgusted with turning these ghosts into such initiators.

He didn't want to listen to the little ghost's colorful description, so he interrupted him coldly: "So the wisp of Gao Xue's soul was sucked by you?"

The cold sound was like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, and it almost didn't freeze the imp.

The little ghost shuddered for a moment, and his eyes looked left and right, so as to relieve the pressure on himself: "No, how is it possible." The essence is not something that can be absorbed every time, and Lu Changrong occasionally has his own time to use it. ”

Jiang Futing frowned: "He also sucks sperm regularly?"

But after asking, I felt that it was wrong, if I wanted to suck the essence, why didn't I just catch someone and suck it, anyway, he could hide his breath, why bother so much to lure Gao Xue over and suck it again.

The little ghost really can't answer this supernatural question, but he is afraid that the two of them will be angry.

He lifted his eyelids like a thief,

He secretly glanced at Jiang Futing and Bai Tang's faces, and then slowly shook his head.

This look really doesn't look like a lie, and the two of them don't have the ability to confess to a childish face, so they have to do it.

"And who ordered this barrier?" Bai Tangsuo on the side changed the question again.

The little ghost was interrupted by Tang abruptly, his chattering mouth stopped abruptly, and he was stunned for a moment before he said: "I really don't know about this, I guess no one knows here, basically I found out that I couldn't get out when I came here."

"Besides Lu Changrong you said, have you seen anyone else come here?" Jiang Futing's implication is that he is looking forward to touching things related to the people behind the scenes.

But it's a pity that the other party's caution is almost the same as Lu Changku's, more than ten years have passed, and not even a ghost shadow has ever floated out.

When the little ghost shook his head again, Jiang Futing's helplessness in his heart was intertwined with boredom, and he was about to exhale.

At the end of the day, I was running around, and my body was fine, but my spirit was somewhat tired by these intricate and endless chaotic lines.

When the questions of the two people are almost the same, what they don't know is still not known, but there are more things that are more confusing.

Jiang Futing carefully squeezed Gao Xue's hand, and Gao Xue's fingertips moved slightly, giving him a response.

Then Jiang Futing took a very small step.

Gao Xue paused, quickly reacted, and finally could leave, and immediately followed him closely.

As for the remaining wild ghosts here, Bai Tang really had the intention to solve it once and clear the crisis for innocent people.

But because it has gone too far, not to mention the grass and snakes, it may provoke the people behind it to make more extreme moves, and they can only turn a blind eye for the time being.

And these trembling wild ghosts finally breathed a sigh of relief and gave away the two big Buddhas.

In the spirit of sending the Buddha to the west, Jiang Futing and Bai Tang directly sent Gao Xue downstairs to her bedroom before relieving the power that was blindfolded on her eyes and ears.

Gao Xue tentatively opened her eyes and listened to everything around her.

The sense of light and the sound of inauthenticity seem to come from far away, with a real hope, floating on the stars on the waves.

She felt as if she had been at the bottom of the sea for a long time, and at this moment she finally had the opportunity to rush out of the sea level and smell a familiar smell that she had not seen for a long time.

Because she was in the dark for a long time, after completely recovering her sight and hearing, she was stunned in a daze, and even her reaction became a little sluggish.

It's like having a nightmare dream.

After waking up from the dream, I realized how beautiful everything I have now is.

Jiang Futing watched Gao Xue's back all the way, her small body shuttling in the staggered street lamps, getting smaller and smaller, and slowly walked into the corridor.

Just as her back was about to disappear around the corner, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and waved her hand at them in a friendly manner.

Gao Xue's haggard face was full of a bright smile, and although the point of light was very weak, it still pierced into Jiang Futing's eyes.

He also raised his hand and waved it back.

Only then did Gao Xue leave the thrilling unknown and uneasiness of tonight behind for a short time, and let herself cut a small opening and breathe in the panic that had been in place for a long time.

Tomorrow's danger will be tomorrow, at least she can sleep peacefully tonight.

Gao Xue's weak back finally disappeared around the corner, and the surging cold wind seemed to penetrate Jiang Futing's body and blow into his heart.

He suddenly felt a little cold.