Chapter 4: The Story of the Female Ghost

Liu Demin and the others were not injured because they were far away, but they were all startled and crawled on the ground.

It's really tricky now, it's actually a ghost thing that knows how to use moon energy, and the master told me that the kind of ghost thing that cultivates can absorb the moonlight that symbolizes purity.

The so-called ghost of Qing Xiu is a soul that only hovers on its own territory, and does not enter the world and does not kill people, this kind of ghost will not care even in the underworld, it is a special existence.

And the situation of this female ghost is like the right way turning into the evil way, the right way means can be used, and the evil way means can also be used, combining the strengths of the two families.

After the female ghost harnessed the human corpse to break through the defense line, she became even more agitated, and rushed towards me, waving her teeth and claws, howling again and again, trying to kill me.

Today's situation was originally very proper, a few policemen got together, and the righteousness would increase geometrically, and the female ghost didn't dare to get close at all, who knew that there was a mental retardation, and I didn't prepare black dog blood, evil things such as women's yin kui, and ordinary methods failed to force out female ghosts.

It's useless to say more, otherwise I can't say that I have to capsize in the ditch today, I directly opened the wooden box and took out the black simple carving knife, which is a little thin, and the black image can be breathtaking.

Don't think that I'm a warlock and don't have some tricks in my hands, my ancestors have experienced a lot of years, if you don't practice some tricks just rely on this spell, you can fight ghosts, but it's not enough to fight people, sometimes people are much more difficult than ghosts.

Walking towards the female ghost, we bumped into each other in a short time, and the female ghost rode the corpse on a rampage, waving her arms straight at me, trying to knock me to the ground, I jumped up, turned over and jumped behind her.

Pick up the carving knife and want to pierce the heart, this knife down, the female ghost said that she couldn't hurt her vitality, but she didn't want the female ghost to spin her head directly.

"Boom!" There was another ghostly roar. I looked at her at once, the eyes of the dead fish bulging as if they were about to burst out of my eyes, and the smell of blood rushed to my nose, and then smiled at me.

The neck was actually stretched out, biting directly at my throat, wanting to exchange my life for a serious injury, thinking of beauty, no one could take my life.

Without even thinking about it, I put away the carving knife and punched the disgusting dead man's face, I can't tell what it felt, it was cool, hard, and slimy.

I didn't have time to be nauseous, so I raised the knife again and was about to stab, but the female ghost had already reacted, and controlled the unreasonable floating of the corpse, and then the two feet floated straight together, and with a bow like a spring, I was kicked out by the female ghost before I had time to dodge.

This is not light, the ghost borrows the corpse of a person, and can exert several times more power than ordinary people. I lay on the ground holding the carving knife with one hand, and covered my chest with the other, and I couldn't get up for a while, and I might have to suffer today, but I didn't expect to capsize on the first mission.

Although Liu Demin was shocked when he saw this, he didn't mess up, took out the demeanor of the director, and ordered his subordinates to shoot in an orderly manner, wanting to attract the attention of the female ghost and buy me some time.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

There was a roar, and all the bullets hit the corpse of 'Zhang Feng' without leaking, but only holes were seen, but no blood flowed out, and several stray bullets hit the head directly, and one of the eyes was knocked out, and black mixed with red liquid flowed out of the hole.

The ghost suddenly paused, glanced at Liu Demin, and still had a penetrating smile. The people brought by Li Demin all retreated in unison, and they were beaten into a honeycomb and still looked like a nobody, this was so terrifying, they didn't dare to shoot for a while, staring at the next move of the female ghost.

But the female ghost only glanced at them and continued to stagger towards me, which made them all breathe a sigh of relief, and then looked at Liu Demin, as if asking if she wanted to shoot again.

I shook my head, Liu Demin knew what I meant, and stopped moving.

Am I really helpless and waiting for death? The answer is no. I can lose my own face, but I can't lose the face of my Netherworld Papercutter, I don't know how many of these powerful ghost ancestors have beheaded, how can I admit it.

Sitting up with difficulty, he pulled something out of his pocket, "Don't you want your comb?" He looked at the female ghost and said.

The female ghost stopped three paces away from me, and slowly stretched out her stiff hand as if remembering something, her face full of hideousness.

"Comb, my comb!" The voice was still cold, but a little flustered.

It seems that I guessed correctly, this comb is her main goal, and she threw the comb hard and threw it forward, and the female ghost didn't even think about it, and just abandoned me.

I saw her leap up from the corpse, and then break away and run towards her beloved wooden comb.

I immediately stood up and ran to the piece where I put the wooden box, Li Demin understood, the wooden box was closer to him, although I didn't know what I was going to do, but I could see that I needed the wooden box.

Pick up the buckle and throw it at me, I don't have time to scold him for being so rude to my baby, time is pressing, life and death are fast, I really want to burp if I can't catch this opportunity.

At this time, the female ghost had already arrived at the comb, and carefully stretched out her hands, wanting to hold the comb in her palms and hold it in her arms. But she forgot that red sandalwood was a holy object to ward off evil spirits, and she had already fallen into evil spirits.

Under my gaze, the moment Zi Sandalwood and the female ghost met, a purple dazzling light burst out, and I could clearly see the pain on the female ghost's pale face, but she didn't want to throw away what she was doing, because it was her brother Ming who gave her the last gift.

Gritting his teeth and holding the comb in his arms, he was actually a little satisfied, a little reminiscing, and kept muttering the words "Brother Ming" in his mouth.

Liu Demin and others who watched it felt strange in their hearts, a cruel female ghost was so tender.

I just want to say she's stupid. Ordinary evil creatures will be scattered when they encounter red sandalwood, and this female ghost is only relying on the hundred-year-old Dao to support it, and it will be dispelled in a few days.

Obviously, I can't wait a few days, and Liu Demin didn't stop it, it's right that I can't bear it now, but the girl who died a few days ago and her colleagues who died today can't afford not to take revenge.

"The wind falls on the plains, the rain spreads on the earth, the underworld listens to orders, and the paper people wear ghost hearts." With my spell, another paper figure looked up from the wooden box, more delicate than the previous one, and wore a high hat on his head, like a sharp sword on his head, and flew towards the female ghost with a 'whoosh'.

At this time, the female ghost was defenseless at all, and was directly penetrated by my ghost core, snorted, and still held the wooden comb, and her head did not return.

I breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost core penetrated, this female ghost will not live for a moment or three, just wait for it to dissipate, and the task is completed.

Liu Demin saw me signaling to him, brought someone to my side, and stared intently at the female ghost in red in the air.

"Brother Ming, I'm sorry, I missed the appointment, I don't want to wait any longer, I want to accompany you." It's no longer the poignant just now, but there are some grievances, the kind of grievances of deep boudoir women.

Then, centered on the wooden comb in her arms, the entire soul began to dissipate.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me and Liu Demin and others changed.

Bihe was repeated, the boat was rippling, a man and a woman were snuggling up to each other, and the woman was the female ghost just now, but she was more popular and a little green.

"He'er, it's good to marry me today next year." As he spoke, he also put a red sandalwood comb in the palm of the woman's hand, and then held the woman's small hand tightly.

The woman named He'er was a little shy, but she didn't resist, and said "yes" in a voice as thin as a mosquito's chirp, and then her cheeks flew into her cheeks, and she was shy and moving, and the man was excited to hear it for a while, and hugged He'er tightly. The two should be happy with each other for life.

After that, the scene changed again, it was a deep house compound, carved beams and painted buildings, gold powder and jade ornaments, which showed its prosperity.

He'er was kneeling under the hall, and there was a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman sitting on it, who looked a little similar to He'er, and should be her relatives.

"He'er, what's so good about that poor boy surnamed Bai, you see how handsome this young master of the Chen family is, the most important thing is to be right with my Xiao family." The middle-aged woman tried hard to persuade her.

"Mother, my daughter will not marry Brother Ming in this life." He'er said firmly.

"Hmph, take a look, take a good look, this is your good daughter, the words of the matchmaker of her parents, she dares to make a private decision for life, where is the face of my Xiao family." The middle-aged man's angry face appeared, and he waved his sleeves and left, looking angry.

"Take the young lady down, and don't let you go out without my orders."

Then the eyes changed again, and when he arrived at a woman's boudoir, He'er was looking at the wooden comb in his hand stupidly, the heirloom of Bai Langming's family, and the token of love he gave himself.

The door opened with a "snap", and He'er hurriedly stuffed the sandalwood comb into her sleeve.

A sneaky maid came in, "Rong'er, I'm scared to death, say it quickly, Brother Ming asked you to bring something." He'er patted her chest, and then looked at the maid happily, she had been waiting for this news for a long time.

"Young Master Bai said that he wanted to join the army, and he made military achievements and became a general, so that you will be beautiful in the coming year." The maid was a little happy when she said it, but He'er had a sad face, and she could only pray in her heart that her sweetheart would return safely.

The picture turned again, it was still the boudoir, and the door was opened in a hurry, "Miss, no, there is news from the north that Bai Gongzi was killed by the enemy, and it is difficult to find even the body." ”

He'er staggered, sat dizzily on the cloud bed, and was silent for a long time.

"Miss?" The maid asked worriedly, and it could be seen that Bai Gongzi's death had hit the young lady very hard.

"You go down first, and I'll be quiet." He'er said lightly.

When the maid went out, she didn't cry, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down, silently took out a sandalwood comb, made a love token, and kept rubbing, "Brother Ming, you broke the appointment, you said that you would marry me tomorrow." As he spoke, he took out a set of red cheongsam, and then remained silent.

Until the evening, everything returned to darkness and silence, He'er slowly changed into the dress she had secretly made in the past year, changed it for herself, and then painted beautiful makeup, without shedding a single tear, because she was worried that the makeup would not look good.

"Brother Ming, I'll be waiting for you forever."

Then He'er clutched the sandalwood comb in her hand, covered her headscarf, stopped breathing and suffocated to death, leaving only a note on the table: "Bury me and the comb together." ”

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