I shivered on the ground for a long time before I stood up and patted the dust off my body.

Fortunately, Yanda's speed at that time was not very fast, and I didn't fall and hurt myself, if there was any accident, I didn't have to do this bait, and I just changed the bait.

The urban village where Zhang Ting's home is located should be regarded as a slum area in this city, where there are mountains and rivers, but this mountain is a small dirt slope, and the river is also a canal for sewage discharge.

In order to save electricity, the residents here will not turn on the lights at night, and the entire urban village is completely immersed in darkness, which is so strange that people can't extricate themselves, if it weren't for the reflection of the moon in the sky in the stinky water canal, which sprinkled a slight smell of light around me, I'm afraid that I would have gone crazy without that ghost coming.

It's still early September, as usual, there should be a little summer heat, but the current weather makes me feel that there are constant bursts of cold coming to me, and I didn't enter Zhang Ting's home, first, Zhang Ting's home is relatively narrow, if I meet that ghost in the narrow road, I'm afraid I won't be able to jump a few times in his hand, and second, I don't have a key.

I could only walk back and forth along the path outside Zhang Ting's house, constantly drinking the cup of coffee that Yan Da bought for me, I was very nervous, Wang Di and the ghost baby didn't know what was going on now, and I didn't see any movement from them, so I didn't know when the ghost would come out, but the only thing that was reassuring was that Yan Da said that as long as I could drag him to crack the ghost of this ghost, everything would be fine.

"Huh...... Ha...... Scold...... Ha ......"

A burst of gasping sound, accompanied by a sudden yin wind, very abruptly lingered around me, I shivered up and down, I don't know if I was frightened by the panting, or the cold wind frozen, my hands held the placket of my clothes, and wanted to take out the Pangu Heaven Slashing Ghost Sword, but I felt empty, only to remember that Yan Da directly took away my ghost slaying sword and a few talismans for self-defense in order to make this bait action more real.

After realizing that I no longer had any barrier to fight this terrible ghost, fear began to slowly spread through me......

At this time, the surroundings suddenly became very quiet and quiet, dark and cold.

Although fear is something you get used to, and over time, you will gradually become less afraid, but this statement is only suitable for riding a roller coaster in a place like Happy Valley, rather than knowing that a terrible ghost is right next to you and slowly coming at you......

I'm really scared now, and I don't care if it's exposed, I took out my mobile phone from my pants and turned on the flashlight, looking at the dazzling light emitted from the flashlight, my mood relaxed a little, people in the dark yearn for the most is light, even if it's just a little light, to be honest, I'd rather die in the light with a little heat, than in the silent erosion of the ghost, waiting in fear.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief from the faint glow of my phone, but it didn't take long for me to notice that my surroundings were starting to get weird......

Because the light of the mobile phone did not illuminate all around me as before, my surroundings were still dark, deep darkness, not so much that the surroundings were not illuminated, but rather that the faint light emitted by the mobile phone had been swallowed up by the surrounding darkness......

Obviously, the ghost has come to my side......

At this time, my brain was very clear, and my thinking was running extremely fast.

Before he took two steps, Yan Da's voice came from behind him: "Abin, come here......"

As soon as I heard Yan Da's voice, I didn't think much about it, I turned around and looked back, as soon as I turned around, I knew it was going to be bad, because a hand had grabbed my shoulder, and suddenly there was a very strong air flow on my back, and my shoulder was cold, I just wanted to shake off the hand that was grabbing my shoulder, only to find that my body seemed to be hollowed out, lost the strength to resist, and suddenly softened to the ground.

Damn, it should have been blown out by a ghost!

I have seen a lot of examples of ghosts blowing out lamps in many novels, as well as books related to yin and yang metaphysics, there is a lamp on both sides of the person's head and shoulders, which is the point of the production of human yang, which is related to people's life activities, if the ghost wants to harm your life, it will generally take the method of blowing out your natal lamp, but the ghost alone cannot be blown out, but as long as you turn back at this time, it will inevitably extinguish the natal lamp.

Therefore, ghosts generally use familiar voices to force you to turn back, so a teenager like me who is not deeply involved in the world will be fooled by him stupidly, for the natal lamp, I only know that once the three lights are extinguished, I will die, but I don't know that I have been blown out now, in short, I don't have even a little strength in my whole body, my eyelids are as heavy as my head, I'm really afraid that once I close my eyes, I won't be able to wake up again.

But at this time, even if I wanted to faint, it was impossible, because a pair of cold hands slowly climbed my neck, lifted me from the ground very roughly, and threw me to the ground again......

I was directly awakened by this blow, and slowly got up from the ground, struggling to leave, but I saw a very thin man, holding a bottle that had been unscrewed, and I could vaguely see the bottle full of liquid, and threw it at me.

Before I could think of evasion, a very pungent breath spread over my body along with the bottle of liquid......

Gasoline, is gasoline......

The volatile smell made me understand at once what this terrible ghost had splashed on me, and what it was...... What exactly does he want to do to me.

I vaguely remember that the ghost likes to recreate the scene of his death on the enemy, because ......

They feel that only by letting the pain of their death appear on their enemies can they have a sense of revenge and let their resentment be vented to the maximum!

At this moment, I saw this terrible ghost take out a Zippo lighter from his body, rub the switch vigorously, and clusters of flames came out of the lighter's flamethrower, and he smiled cruelly, and threw the burning lighter at me......

He wants to burn me!