Chapter 7: Flying Head

Zhuge Lei rushed upstairs first, and saw a dark ghost floating in the marriage room!

The shrill and eerie laughter was made by this ghost.

Although the power went out, the moonlight was bright. It can be seen that the door of the wedding room is open, Fang Xiaoqing is still asleep, but Song Wenwen is already fainting with fright. Wang Ying hugged Song Wenwen and sat on the floor next to the bed, shivering.

The moment Zhuge Lei rushed into the marriage room, the ghost figure swished away and stuck to the wall, motionless. Only a pair of ghost eyes, emitting a faint green light, stared at Zhuge Lei.

The ghost is life-size, crouching on the snow-white wall, and it is exceptionally clear.

Zhuge Lei didn't look at the ghost either, rushed to Fang Xiaoqing, Wang Ying and the others, and asked, "Wang Ying, what's the matter?" โ€

Wang Ying's teeth trembled, and she pointed to the wall: "Look at the wall, the wall...... There are ghosts, there are ghosts! โ€

Zhuge Lei glanced back at the ghost on the wall, and pretended to be frightened, blurting out: "Ouch mom, there are ghosts!" โ€

"Damn, there really are ghosts!" Hao Jiyou also happened to rush in, and when he saw the ghost on the wall, he couldn't help but feel excited, and turned around to escape!

He's just a swaggering poor student, he doesn't know magic at all, and when he sees the hell, he's naturally afraid.

"Master Hao Banxian, it's up to you, don't run! Three hundred, do you want more? Zhuge shouted.

"Three hundred?" Hao Jiyou was stunned, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and came back, picked up the wine bottle and smashed it at the ghost on the wall, and shouted: "What the hell, Lao Tzu will kill you!" โ€

People die for money, birds die for food, for these three hundred yuan, fight!

There was a thud, and the bottle shattered, falling glass shards all over the floor.

But the ghost figure on the wall was motionless, only the two ghost eyes were still spinning, and it was extremely eerie.

Seeing that the ghost shadow did not move, Hao Jiyou was also a little relieved, and shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, I'll deal with him!" โ€

However, before the words fell, I saw that the head above the ghost suddenly flew up from the wall and hit Hao Jiyou's head!

"it, flying head!" Hao Jiyou was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand and beat indiscriminately.

However, the flying head was elusive and moved quickly, and Hao Jiyou waved his hands wildly, and he couldn't even touch the edge.

Wang Ying was already paralyzed with fright, lowered her head, hugged Song Wenwen, and didn't dare to look up at all.

Zhuge Lei protected the three girls and shouted: "Master Hao Banxian, I heard that the blood on the tip of the tongue can deal with ghosts, you can try ......"

"That's right, I'm about to use this trick!"

Wake up the dreamer with a word, Hao Jiyou hurriedly pulled out his tongue, and then knocked his upper and lower teeth hard and bit the tip of his tongue!

It's just that in the panic, Hao Jiyou used too much force, and almost bit off his tongue, trembling in pain.

It's not easy to earn these three hundred dollars!

Zhuge Lei stared at the flying head, and said, "Quickly spurt blood, spurt blood!" โ€

Hao Jiyou didn't care much, stretched his neck, turned in circles, chased the flying head, and squirted violently!

Suddenly, a thin rain of blood fell in the marriage room.

However, the flying head is very flexible, like a flying swallow in the clouds, and Hao Jiyou can't spray it at all.

Zhuge Lei had no choice but to instruct: "Don't chase the flying head, spray the ghost on the wall!" โ€

Hao Jiyou turned dizzy, calmed down, filled his mouth with blood, opened his mouth, and sprayed at the ghost on the wall: "Poofโ€”โ€”! โ€

"Babbling ......"

A ghost scream came, and the ghost on the wall and the flying head quickly turned into black smoke, mixed together, and flew out of the back window with a whoosh.

A palm-sized piece of paper in the shape of a person also fell from the wall.

In the wedding room, it suddenly fell silent.

"Wow, Master Hao is so powerful, he beat the ghost king away!" Zhuge Lei exhaled exaggeratedly and said.

"Yes, did I beat the Ghost King away?" Hao Jiyou was surprised and delighted, wiped the blood from his mouth, turned his head to look at the room, and didn't seem to believe it.

"Yes, yes, the ghost king was beaten away by you, you are so powerful!" Zhuge Lei walked to the wall, picked up the human-shaped piece of paper from the ground, leaned in front of the window, looked at it in the moonlight, and said, "The ghost king was beaten away by you, and left a piece of paper behind......"

The paper was painted with a layer of brown and smelled bad.

Moreover, it is also full of zigzag runes.

Zhuge Lei recognized that this was a spirit talisman used by people on the left side of the door, and it was smeared with the blood of the dead corpse, and with the effect of the charm, it could attract ghosts to cling.

As for the ghost just now, it was just a lonely ghost passing by, attracted by the conjuring charm, and made a big fuss in the marriage room.

It must have been the demon who captured a wild ghost with a spirit flag, and then used other demon methods to send the spirit charm into the wedding room.

In fact, as soon as Zhuge Lei entered the room, he saw the spirit talisman on the wall. It's just that the conjuring charm was covered by ghosts, and Hao Jiyou and the others didn't notice it.

Moreover, as soon as Zhuge Lei made a move, he could control the ghost just now.

But Zhuge Lei knew that if he held this ghost, he would definitely startle the snake, and he might not be able to find out the demon along the vine.

Therefore, Zhuge Lei had to endure it a little longer and let Hao Jiyou be in the limelight.

Hao Jiyou also walked over, snatched the paper figure in Zhuge Lei's hand to check it, and scolded: "I'll see what this thing is...... Mom, that ghost king is quite powerful, but luckily my Taoism is higher than his...... Ouch my tongue! โ€

Zhuge Lei smiled, picked up Wang Ying, and pinched Song Wenwen's middle to wake her up.

Wang Ying was frightened and said tremblingly: "The ghost just now...... It's terrifying, Zhuge Lei, is it, is it...... Xiaoqing is really the ghost king...... Woman, the ghost king wants to ...... Take her? โ€

Originally, Wang Ying thought that the ghost king's marriage was just a rumor, a ridiculous statement of strange power.

Seeing this ghost just now, Wang Ying had to believe in the existence of the ghost king's marriage.

"With Master Hao here to protect us, don't worry." Zhuge Lei said.

Wang Ying looked at Hao Jiyou and was speechless for a while. She looked down on Hao Jiyou and thought he was a liar. But just now, it was indeed Hao Jiyou who drove away the ghost.

Hao Jiyou was naturally very proud, and grinned: "How about Wang Ying, believe me now, right?" โ€

Wang Ying was about to speak, but suddenly her face showed a look of horror, pointed behind Zhuge Lei and Hao Jiyou with her hand, and then quietly sat on the bed!

Song Wenwen screamed even more and fainted again.

The Lord is coming!

Zhuge Lei turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw a tall black ghost, with a green face and fangs, blood-red eyes, and a messy head of hair standing up like steel needles, which had already floated in through the back window!

"Damn, you still dare to come......" Hao Jiyou was also startled, and hurriedly opened his mouth, ready to squirt blood again.

However, the tall ghost figure opened its mouth first, and spewed out a cold air!

The cold air was like fog, and it filled the wedding room in an instant.

Hao Jiyou only felt stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, sat on the ground, and could no longer move!

There were five people in the room, Fang Xiaoqing was asleep, and Song Wenwen was stunned.

Although Hao Jiyou and Wang Ying were awake, they couldn't move, and could only watch the ghost king.

Zhuge Lei also stood against the wall, like a human-shaped popsicle, clay wood carving, motionless.

The corners of the ghost's mouth twitched, squeezing out a hideous smile, and slowly drifted towards Fang Xiaoqing.

Zhuge Lei suddenly opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Fang Xiaoqing is my wife, don't touch her!" โ€