For Ma Yunfei's old lover Li Ghost on the second floor, it is no longer just called a ghost, but a ghost.

The ghost is an imaginary soul body, three souls and seven spirits, in the ethereal void. Ghosts are not entities, and the harm they cause to people is not a reality. Usually most of the tricks are to confuse people's minds.

Confuse people's minds, use the physical body of a human entity, manipulate what it does, and control what it does. And there's also possession. A ghost is an imaginary body, when it can be attached directly to the body of a mortal.

It directly controls the physical body, so it is no longer an imaginary ghost, but a flesh and blood body. Although the strength of this kind of ghost with the help of the body is not as strong as the virtual body.

When there are some things to consider, it is very difficult to deal with. Just like the current Wang Fuji. He really wanted to use the evergreen sword now to cut off the head of the ghost directly.

But when it is cut down, the one who bends down in the flesh hangs with it. So that's where the consideration comes in. Ghosts are also taking advantage of this.

He didn't even need a sharp weapon, so he prepared a peach wood sword and a copper coin sword. It is a sword made by a Maoshan Taoist priest who robbed Li Slut's gold. But it's still called the Copper Coin Sword.

This weapon is not only unable to kill people, but also has already made ghosts, which is a rare and good choice. He also prepared all the exorcism charms, and some ghost-making ropes, etc... These are all common ritual tools used to hunt ghosts.

Wang Buer and Ma Yunfei once again stepped on the second floor shrouded in resentment. Ma Yunfei didn't know if he knew the truth or what, and his expression was obviously scared.

Wang Buji paid attention to this thing, and looked at some of the wooden doors that kept oozing out bloody resentment. Resentment and hatred of the sky. Ling Wang Fuji smacked his tongue. It made him nervous.

He drove to the hall on the second floor, which was very spacious, and he asked Ma Yunfei to move the furniture in the hall to make some space, and it was inevitable to fight when he hunted ghosts. So he prepares in advance.

And he carried a wooden table, placed it in front of the ghostly wooden door, and put the table five meters away. He took all the ritual utensils he had prepared and began to set up a simple platform.

After forty minutes of messing around, Wang Buer looked at the props and magic tools arranged on the platform, he nodded with satisfaction, and looked at the clock hanging in the hall, which showed that it had been eleven fifty minutes. Ten minutes later, it will be time for Ma Yunfei's old lover to wake up and go crazy.

The ghost thing, usually after the child's time, it begins to come out of the human world, and it is not until the morning before the sun gets angry that he returns to the dark place to stay and cultivate or something.

Ma Yunfei was very nervous, he stood beside Daotai Wang Fuji, and looked at the bloody gate with a slight trembling. He was now very afraid of seeing his wife.

Maybe this can't be said to be his wife, but someone else, his old lover.

"Don't be nervous, when the old lover comes out later, you must show the courage of the year and calm her!" Wang Buer wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

"Well, master, it doesn't usually talk to me, can it do it this time?" Ma Yunfei expressed his doubts.

"You don't have to worry about this, although I don't know if it's your old lover, if it is. Wait a minute, call her name, she'll talk to you! Wang Buji explained to him.

"Alright, there's only one minute left, it's best to take a deep breath and prepare! I'll let you speak before you speak, you know! Immediately, Wang Buji said solemnly.

Because he felt that inside the door, something terrible had just woken up, and blood seeped through the crack in the door. The resentment is creepy.

"Tick tick......... Ding-dong ......!" Suddenly, the clock made a crisp sound, resounding in the hall on the second floor, as piercing as a ghost. Let Ma Yunfei's throat and eyes be raised in his throat.

"Ah......h

A miserable and shrill cry, like a ghost cry, emanated from the gate of resentment. made Wang Buer and Ma Yunfei cold. Showing a surprised body. He looked heavily at the blood-colored gate.

"Crunch...!" A few sounds, the wooden door creaked, opened without pushing, and blood-red resentment shot out of the crack in the door. Slowly, the sea of blood waves, the rolling blood-colored mist, like smoke and clouds, slowly emitted out. Blanket the room. It felt like hell in the moment.

A figure, with a blood-red cape, dressed in a red robe and a Miao dowry, its body is as thin as firewood, and its sunken cheeks are white and bloodless. In the two gray eye sockets, two blood-colored gloom shone brightly. These are the bloody eyes of the ghosts. It's terrifying.

She let out a devil cry that pierced her ears. Blood-red ghost eyes, with a cold and monstrous resentment. staring at the door, Ma Yunfei, who was trembling in front of the platform, seemed to be all because of him.

Wang Buer looked at the appearance of the ghost, and it was simply thrilling to describe it as giving people a visual impact, which was even more shocking than in a 3D movie, and it was blowing in the wind, and the body was like falling into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe, and the pores of the whole body exploded.

"That's when Mr. Ma hurriedly called its name!"

Wang Buji saw that the ghost had been staring at Ma Yunfei, so he felt that the time had begun, and asked Ma Yunfei to prepare to make peace with it.

Ma Yunfei's body trembled, looking at the terrifying ghost in front of him, his wife. Being stared at by the cold and resentful bloody eyes made his scalp tingle, but fortunately his hands were pressed on the platform, otherwise this thing would have been paralyzed in fright.

Ma Yunfei's throat moved, and finally he still stared, his lips trembled slightly, and said, "Cuihua, Cuihua, I am your Brother Yun, do you remember me?" ”

Wang Buji wanted to knock him, but this thing actually called out the sound of mosquitoes, who could hear it paralyzedly, however, the old lover heard it.

"Remember, remember, I remember your appearance, your heart even when I die!" The ghost's voice was like a bell, with rolling resentment, almost about to shout out accusations.

"Smack!" With a bang, Ma Yunfei knelt down in front of him, burst into tears, lowered his head in front of the ghost, and said painfully: "Cuihua, I failed you and hurt you, it's no problem if you want to kill me and kill me, please let go of my innocent wife, please, I beg you!" Ma Yunfei kept kowtowing.

Wang Buer was anxious, this product was still talking about peace, which simply angered the other party.

"You let me let go of this, I'm not as good as you want, Brother Yun, you know that I'm waiting for you so hard, since you left for a month, I started to worry, I waited for two months, I was very sad, I waited for half a year, I was desperate, I knew that you lied to me, but I waited for a year, and you actually married this. I was desperate, utterly hopeless. I blame you, why you failed me, why you deceived my heart. So I chose a stormy night when I put on the dowry that my mother had made for me.

That night, I was very beautiful and beautiful, and I felt that I was the most beautiful and happiest person in the world, because once a man broke into my heart and stabbed me hard. At this time, her expression was hideous.

"I heard my grandfather say that after wearing red clothes and dying painfully, he will become a terrible ghost, so I drank the pesticide (dichlorvos) and died painfully that night. My heart aches as to why my mind is full of images of you. I couldn't bat an eye, watching my grandma and my father hug my body and cry in pain.

It's all about blaming you, it's you who hurt them, I'm going to look for you, I'm going to find you, and I'm going to find out why you failed me and deceived me back then! You say? The ghost roared, and the hideous grimace stared at the rolling resentment!

Ma Yunfei, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head and cried bitterly, "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't have failed you, I lied to you, I deserve to die, I deserve to die, you kill me!" ”

"Hmph, kill you, Brother Yun, Cuihua, I am reluctant to kill you! You know, I love you so much, I gave you the most precious first time of a woman, and I gave you my heart, and some of it was given to you. I am reluctant to kill you, I want you to marry me, and I want to marry me as promised back then! Immediately, the ghost showed a happy appearance like a little woman.

"I'm sorry Cuihua, I, I'm already a person with a wife, please, let her go, I'll exchange myself for you, you kill me, let her go, please ......!" Ma Yunfei kept kowtowing and begging.

"Oh, it's over, it's just a pig!"

Wang Buji, who was standing on the side, secretly patted himself on the forehead. This paralysis is still talking about peace, and I really wonder if this thing is looking for death. There are words that provoke the other party like this. It would be nice if I promised a female ghost.

Sure enough, the devil grimaced and roared heartbreakingly......

"Why, why are you willing to die for this slut, why do you still refuse to marry me when I come to you? Are they all sluts? If I kill her, will you be with me? ”

"Don't, Cuihua, I beg not to kill her, you kill me, please let her go, please!" Ma Yunfei cried and pleaded.

"Haha..."The ghost's voice laughed like a ghost, grimacing grimacingly, and the blood-colored resentment wrapped around it, making her look like a ghost out of hell.

"I can't bear to kill you, I've already killed you and the bastard born of this slut, and now I'll kill this slut. I want you to watch them go away one by one, and make you cry bitterly and atone for my sins in pain! ”

Hideous, yelling. Her sharp ghost nails, like a knife, had pierced into her neck, and a trace of bright red blood flowed down its long nails.

"Don't ......," Ma Yunfei shouted in horror. But the ghosts are crazy, and the resentment is monstrous. Ignoring Ma Yunfei, his nails went deeper.

"Please wait, I have something to tell you!"

Wang Buji really couldn't stand it anymore. Pull Ma Yunfei back to the side. This goods, no matter how much it is still saving people, is simply murder.

"Who are you? Have a finger in the pie! Sure enough, the ghost paused, stared at Wang Bu'er with a hideous face, and shouted in a ghostly voice.

"Ahem, that, why don't we sit down and talk calmly?" Wang Buer was embarrassed, his tone was gentle, and he forced a smile.

But people don't sell his accounts.

"You're here to deal with me, hmph, you men are not good things, what is there to talk about!" The ghost roared, and the blood-colored ghost's eyes were numb.

Sure enough, she has the same temper as the little witch, what can I do?

Wang Buji was worried, this Ma Yunfei's old lover looked like he didn't eat oil and salt, and he had already made up his mind to kill his wife. Difficult to persuade. But what if he accidentally injured his wife's body in a fight?

Thinking about Wang Buer, he was angry, and glared at Ma Yunfei, who was kneeling behind him. He turned his head and looked at the ghosts in the room.

"Paralyzed, what are you angry about, aren't you just a broken shoe that was thrown off by a man, why don't people marry you?

If you leave her body and come out to fight me, see if the Taoist doesn't throw you on the street, let the pervert ** you, and really treat your virgin night as gold ...... expensive!"

The ghost listened to Wang Buji's harsh swear words, its grimace was hideous, and its blood-red resentment was soaring, like a volcanic eruption, and the cold was like hell.

"Ah...... Stinky boy, I'm going to kill you and pay the price............"

"Come on, come on, four or eight women, broken shoes girl, there is a kind of come out to fight with Daoye, Daoye has to let the pervert ** you shameless woman!"

Wang Bu'er scolded coolly, but he was extremely nervous in his heart, and he was bloody, scolding a dog who was two levels higher than his own realm, what was this a dead rhythm?