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Wang Qiang was silent for a long time, he should have been thinking there.

Zhang Hong wanted to ask something, but the ghost king waved his hand to signal not to disturb. After a while, Wang Qiang made up his mind and said, "I want to help the ghost king." ”

Zhang Hong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I said buddy, how can you help the ghost king?" I can't even intervene. Can you fight with the ghost king, can we intervene with a mage of this level? ”

Wang Qiang said lightly: "You translate it truthfully." ”

Zhang Hong had no choice, so he translated Wang Qiang's meaning to the ghost king. The ghost king didn't react when he heard this, but thought about it seriously, and to Zhang Hong's surprise, the ghost king actually agreed. He said, both of you have to participate.

Wang Qiang frowned: "There are three of us, one to deal with that woman?" ”

Zhang Hong laughed: "Lao Wang, do you think it's a ring, one can only be against one." The fighting method of the rivers and lakes only talks about life and death, no matter what the strength is, you will not violate the rules if you have the ability to find 10,000 mages. ”

The ghost king asked Zhang Hong to take Wang Qiang to live in the wooden house temporarily, and when the Japanese woman came back in two days, she could fight.

Zhang Hong took Wang Qiang down, and the two returned to the wooden house of the corpse kiln. Zhang Hong said: "The conditions are simple, you will live here temporarily." Wang Qiang said it didn't matter.

Zhang Hong gave a thumbs up: "Lao Wang, I have convinced you, your decision today is quite good, the ghost king not only accepted the head you sent, but also promised your help, he will definitely accept you this love, and it is very likely that he will really accept you as an apprentice when the time comes." ”

Wang Qiang didn't speak, lying on the bed in a daze.

Zhang Hong talked to himself for a while, and seeing that he didn't have a too enthusiastic reaction, he gave up.

The conditions here are very difficult, every night when Wang Qiang is resting, Zhang Hong has to go to the corpse kiln to practice black witchcraft, every day he comes back after the early hours of the morning, and lies on the ground and sleeps. There wasn't much communication between the two, and the meals they ate were very simple, all gruel and pickles, not to mention seafood, and they couldn't even see meat.

On the morning of the third day, Wang Qiang was sitting on the bed in a daze, and Zhang Hong came: "The Japanese woman is here again, today she is going to fight with the master, let's go over." ”

Wang Qiang nodded and followed him to the front.

Entering the living room, unexpectedly, the ghost king and the Japanese woman were drinking tea in the living room, and the two of them were sitting on the sofa, both of them were quite elegant, without the slightest atmosphere of life and death.

The Japanese woman speaks very fluent Southeast Asian and communicates directly with the ghost king, and the two chat quite happily, and the ghost king laughs from time to time.

The Japanese woman suddenly made a move, she stretched out her fair right arm from the kimono, and it could be seen that this woman's daily maintenance was particularly good, one arm was as white as a lotus root, and her skin was as good as a baby, extremely delicate.

She handed her arm to the ghost king, and the ghost king took out a magic weapon from his pocket, which was not big, similar to the vajra in Tibetan Buddhism, and used this magic weapon to quickly draw a cross on the crook of the woman's arm, and saw that a dark black cross mark immediately appeared on the white arm.

The woman retracted her arms, stood up slowly, bowed to the ghost king, and walked out slowly. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when she walked past Zhang Hong and Wang Qiang, she raised her head and glanced at Wang Qiang, this glance was very fast, and she swept over without stopping.

When she left, Zhang Hong immediately communicated with the ghost king, what the ghost king said, and then made a gesture to signal them to stay, and he went to the second floor by himself.

There were only the two of them in the living room, Wang Qiang asked what was going on, Zhang Hong was a little nervous, and said: "The Japanese woman and the ghost king agreed on today's fighting method, which will end in the early morning." The stake is life, and the woman said that everyone in the ghost king's mansion will die today, and the chickens and dogs in the entire mansion will not be left! ”

Wang Qiang didn't show any panic on his face, but asked, "How to fight?" ”

Zhang Hong looked at him: "You're not afraid?" ”

Wang Qiang smiled and did not answer. Zhang Hong blushed instead: "Lao Wang, you are still powerful, my concentration is not as good as yours." How to fight? Just fight! The ghost king uses the head lowering technique of the ghost king's heart mantra, and the Japanese women have their own spells in their sect. ”

"It's kind of interesting." Wang Qiang muttered.

"Interesting?" Zhang Hong said: "That woman is really not simple, just now she took the initiative to stretch out her arm and let the ghost king curse, indicating that the fighting method is fair." The ghost king can still get used to that problem, if you dare to pick him up, you dare to give it, and directly give the woman a death. Don't take it lightly, you and I can't leave the living room today, and we're on call at any time. ”

Wang Qiang looked up and down the room and asked where is the ghost king's wife?

Zhang Hong told him that he had already been sent away, and there were any nannies and maids and old mothers, all of whom were not allowed to go to work, and now there were only three of them in the huge mansion.

The two of them sat on the couch and didn't chat, just stayed up. Minutes and seconds passed, and the day passed, and the sky darkened.

They didn't eat for a day. Also, none of the three old men know how to cook, but these three people are very people, and it doesn't matter if they eat or not. The night became thicker and darker, the house was pitch black inside and outside, Zhang Hong turned on the light in the living room, and in the miserable white light, the embalming bottles of the little ghosts in the room were particularly dazzling.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps from upstairs, and the ghost king walked down from above, holding two things in his hands, a dry skull in his left hand, and Chen Long's human head in his right hand. The Ghost King handed over the dry skull to Zhang Hong, and handed over Chen Long's head to Wang Qiang.

The ghost king confessed that these two things were magic weapons handed over to the two of them, and when the time came, the two of them relied on these two things to protect themselves, and they had their lives and deaths.

After saying that, the ghost king went back by himself.

Wang Qiang hugged Chen Long's head, leaned on the sofa, squinted as if he was pretending to sleep. Zhang Hong walked to the wall, turned off the light again, and everything fell into darkness. The two sat on the sofa, both silent, waiting for the moment of life and death.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, suddenly the wind began to blow outside, and the wind was so loud that it creaked the doors and windows. The two looked at each other in the dark, knowing it was coming.

After the door and window slammed, there were suddenly many dark shadows in the room, as if they had squeezed in through the cracks in the door. Zhang Hong sneered: "It's ridiculous to attack with a yin spirit in the base camp of the Ghost King Sect. ”

Zhang Hong cut the palm of his hand with a knife, blood flowed out, he smeared the blood on the dry skull, and in an instant, the embalming bottles in the entire room seemed to be rattling, and there were many more black shadows. These shadows are very short, and they are all small children.

I'm a soul now, and I immediately perceive what these are, they are the little ghosts left in the living room by the ghost king, or Kuman Tong. There are a lot of these little ghosts, there are hundreds of them, and they surround Wang Qiang and Zhang Hong, and it is difficult for the ghosts outside to get close.

The battle of ghosts is rare, I hid in the relics, and even a little gloating, such a terrifying scene, so that the new Wang Qiang is outside, I have a strong sense of comfort.

The little ghost and Gu Man Tong stood together, densely packed, and their mouths made a piercing sound, this kind of sound belongs to ghost sounds, and the frequency band is very high, the same as the sound made by Chen Long's head, ordinary people can't hear it.

The ghosts outside were engaged in a consumption with the little ghosts, and as soon as they rubbed against each other, a puff of black smoke dissipated. Wang Qiang's eyes widened in the dark, staring carefully at the scene of the confrontation between ghosts and ghosts, clouds of ghost smoke rose, the temperature in the room dropped quickly, and Sen Sen's face was cold.

Zhang Hong breathed a sigh of relief: "That Japanese woman still has something, she can drive so many yin spirits, and I don't know where she found it." But it doesn't matter, we can withstand it. ”

It can be seen that Wang Qiang's face is not good-looking, after all, he is just an ordinary person, although he has a strong mind, he has not undergone professional training, and he has already appeared confused and dizzy at this time.

Zhang Hong patted him on the shoulder: "You can protect yourself." I'll deal with them. ”

At this time, there are not many ghosts left outside, and they are slowly being dispersed, but the little ghosts in the house have also suffered heavy losses, and the outermost circle has been annihilated.

Just then, suddenly the door broke and a man rushed in from the outside. I can be very sure that this is a person, not a ghost.

The man who came in was five big and three thick, two meters tall, and before the two could react, the man rushed towards the sofa where the two were like an out-of-control truck.

Wang Qiang reacted very quickly, kicked Zhang Hong to the side, and then flipped over along the back of the sofa, and as soon as he landed, the sofa was pushed by the man.

That's a lot of momentum.

The man hugged the sofa, lifted it up, and smashed it at Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang held Chen Long's head and rolled on the spot, but he could dodge, he quickly climbed to the railing on the second floor along the load-bearing column, squatted on it and looked condescendingly.

Zhang Hong didn't have such good skills, he was chased by the man below and ran all over the ground, what the man saw smashed, the little ghost embalming bottle in the house, all kinds of shrines and statues of gods and Buddhas, all smashed to a pulp, the embalming liquid in the house flowed sideways, and the body of the little ghost was floating on the water.

Zhang Hong shouted as he ran: "Lao Wang, don't look at it above, hurry down and help!" ”

Wang Qiang didn't move, he was still staring at it, and when the man ran to his feet, he suddenly jumped down from a high place, jumped to the man's back, and grabbed the man's throat tightly with his arm.