Chapter 11: Catching a Ghost

"Why?"

Ling Cheng wanted to rush over and strike first, but was stopped by Xiao Yaoyao, who looked at Xiao Yaoyao in confusion.

"Those two ghosts have a very low cultivation, under normal circumstances, they will not attack people, if they are too close to people, they will be eaten by the yang energy of the human body, this kind of low-cultivation ghosts mainly rely on transforming into a terrifying image to scare people, so let's not rush to do it, wait and see what tricks they want to play."

Xiao Yaoyao said.

"Alright, let's just wait here and see how scary they are."

Ling Cheng gave up the attack and sat there to watch what happened.

Xiao Yaoyao was right, the two ghosts walked to a place about two meters away from them, and they didn't dare to approach.

The thirty-year-old ghost in his thirties glanced at the bald old ghost, and the bald old ghost immediately reached out and grabbed his face, and with a snort, he tore off the whole skin from the root of his ear, and the whole face was suddenly blurred with blood, the nose was gone, leaving two deep hollows, and the lips were gone, revealing two rows of yellowed gums, and half of the muscles of the face were torn off along with the skin, and Bai Sensen's cheekbones were exposed, dripping blood continuously.

Ling Cheng couldn't help but feel nervous, although he heard Xiao Yaoyao say just now that this was just an illusion of the ghost, but under the light of the flashlight, combined with the dark night background around him, it looked really crazy.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Cheng's nervous mind relaxed and continued to watch.

Seeing that Ling Cheng's 'two people' were not frightened, the two ghosts were a little surprised, especially when they saw Xiao Yaoyao's little face showing a lively smile at the moment, the bald old ghost was angry, stretched out his right hand and grabbed his left hand and tore it hard, snorted, and tore the entire left arm off his shoulder, and suddenly blood was pouring out of his torn shoulder, and half of his body was dyed red in the blink of an eye, and the whole image became even more terrifying.

The bald old ghost threw the broken arm at Ling Cheng's 'two of them' again.

Ling Cheng hurriedly wanted to dodge, but there was no need to dodge, Xiao Yaoyao had already stood up, raised her hand and slapped the broken arm back, and fell back in front of the old ghost.

"Why aren't you scared, little girl?"

The bald old ghost cried out in disbelief.

"I'm afraid you're a ghost, and you want to scare me with this little trick? It's ridiculous. ”

Xiao Yaoyao rolled her eyes, she herself is a ghost, how could she be afraid of this kind of ghost scary method.

"I'll strangle you little brat."

The bald old ghost was so angry by Xiao Yaoyao's words that he was so angry that he was about to rush over and do it directly.

Ling Cheng stood up and prepared to start fighting.

But then the young ghost hurriedly grabbed the bald old ghost.

"Lao Luo, you calm down, look at me."

He persuaded a word, then grabbed his chin with one hand, pressed the top of his head with the other hand, and broke it hard, with a clicking sound, the neck bone was immediately broken, and then he grabbed his head with both hands and turned it clockwise, turning his head around his neck several times, and then pulled it with force, and ripped his head directly, and suddenly blood sprayed wildly on the broken neck cavity, and the most strange thing was that he grabbed the severed head in his hand, and there was a smiling face.

"I'm sassafras!"

At this moment, Ling Cheng was really frightened and subconsciously went backwards.

"Haha......"

The severed head opened its mouth and let out a smug laugh, and the young man raised the severed head and wanted to smash it too.

"That's enough."

Seeing that Ling Cheng was frightened, Xiao Yaoyao shouted angrily, and at the same time, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, which made the space all be slaughtered.

The two ghosts looked stunned, and then they were shocked.

", this little girl is a ghost, run away!"

The two ghosts immediately turned into a void and fled.

"It scared my brother Ling Cheng, you want to run away, hmph, no way."

Xiao Yaoyao also turned into a phantom, chased after the two ghosts, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It really scared me."

Recalling the terrifying images that the two ghosts had conjured up just now, Ling Cheng was still a little frightened, especially the young ghost who ripped his head off, the smile on his severed head, and the red blood sprayed on his neck, the strong and terrifying visual impact, even if he was mentally prepared, it was difficult to remain calm.

It is also a shame that Ling Cheng himself is a very bold person, if it were an ordinary person, he would probably be scared on the spot.

"I don't know where Xiao Yaoyao ran after those two ghosts?"

Glancing around, Xiao Yaoyao was no longer there, and Ling Cheng didn't know where to look for her if he wanted to.

Instead of going to find Xiao Yaoyao, it is more reliable to wait here.

Ling Cheng sat down and waited patiently.

It is estimated that the panicked screams of the two ghosts just now frightened the other ghosts, and the ghosts hiding in the graves did not dare to come forward, and at this moment the mass graves returned to dead silence, and even the sound of rats digging holes disappeared, only occasionally there was the sound of the wind blowing the draft grass, dotting the lonely mass graves in this dark night.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Ling Cheng felt a familiar and strange artistic conception, his expression froze, and a ghost was approaching.

Subconsciously clenching the ghost slashing knife in his hand, Ling Cheng swept around with a strong light flashlight.

The sweeping electric light suddenly paused, and two blurred figures flew in front of him.

"Brother Ling Cheng, it's me."

It turned out that Xiao Yaoyao came back, and soon flew to Ling Cheng, showing her entity, and said a little unwillingly, "Only one was caught, and the other escaped." ”

"It's good to catch one, Xiao Yaoyao, you're great."

Ling Cheng did not hesitate to praise.

"Hee-hee."

Although Xiao Yaoyao is a powerful ghost, she is a child's heart, and when she heard Ling Cheng's praise, she immediately smiled happily.

She grasped a vague figure of struggle in her hand, and soon revealed the entity, which was the bald old ghost.

"Little brother, spare me."

This old ghost's blue nose and swollen face are not an illusion he conjure, but after being caught by Xiao Yaoyao just now, he was really beaten by a fat beating.

"Spare you? Hmph, no way, you're dead. Xiao Yaoyao said angrily.

The old ghost trembled, but looked at Ling Cheng shyly, he knew that the little female ghost listened to Ling Cheng, as long as this young man was willing to let him go, the little female ghost would definitely not do anything to him.

"Why don't you go down to the underworld to be reincarnated?"

Ling Cheng asked curiously.

"I only lived to be fifty-nine years old, I think I was still very young, I died so early, I feel unjust, so I don't want to go to the underworld to be reincarnated."

The old ghost replied.

"Your hair is bald to the Mediterranean, and you're still young?"

Ling Cheng felt amused and said, "After a person dies, ghosts don't go to the underworld to be reincarnated, this is a violation of the way of heaven, don't you understand?" ”

"I ...... I know that, too. ”

The old ghost nodded and said, "I can't let go of my family, my grandson is only more than three months old, how much I want to hear him call me grandpa......"

"I know that every ghost who doesn't want to go to the underworld has a strong obsession, some can't let go of their families, some are unjust because of death, and some are purely nostalgic for the happiness of the world, but these can't be the reason for you to stay in the yang world, and the way of heaven cannot be violated."

Ling Cheng said righteously.

The old ghost was silent and did not answer.

"I'm a ghost agent, I'm going to send you to the underworld now."

Ling Cheng said again.

"What? Are you a ghostly agent? Want to send me to the underworld? ”

The old ghost was stunned and looked at Ling Cheng in disbelief.

"That's right."

Ling Cheng nodded, took out the token from his backpack, threw it into the air, and with a buzz, a deep doorway that flashed black light appeared, "Correct, I'm going to send you to hell." ”

"This ...... This is really the road to hell! ”

The old ghost was shocked, "Little brother, I haven't stayed in the sun for a long time, and I haven't harmed anyone, please let me go......"