Hearing the sound of the walls collapsing downstairs and the cries of terror, my grandmother and I exchanged glances and quickly got dressed. Read the full text of the latest chapter

Without immediately opening the door to find out, I took out an invisible paper figure from the storage ring and threw it into the air, urging it to exit the room through the crack in the door. Let's take a look at what's going on downstairs.

As soon as the invisible paper figure left the room, I saw the mud ghost's bulky mud-stained face for the first time with the eyes of the invisible paper man.

Such a discovery made my scalp tingle, and I couldn't control my steps and took half a step back.

Steady your mind. I associate the invisible paper man with a quick glance at the situation downstairs.

The hotel we are in, the guest rooms and the downstairs hall are not one, the overall construction of the guest room is an eight-storey building facing south, there is a wall along the east and west sides of the building to circle the building out of a huge courtyard, and then set up an independent hall directly south of the building to register the fee.

With the eyes of the invisible paper man, I saw that the hall on the first floor was no longer there, and the house in the hall had completely collapsed.

Originally, the service staff in the hall on the first floor were lucky not to be injured. At this moment, the body is still pressed under the beam, there is a smashed head that is bleeding, the unity is that the body is trembling, and Zhang Huang's eyes look at the huge mud footprints in the courtyard out of thin air.

In the courtyard downstairs, the mud ghost was standing there and looking at the guest room in front of him, surrounded by many ghosts.

Seeing the dilapidated appearance of the hall on the first floor, and then looking at the figure of the mud ghost, I knew that the reason why the hall on the first floor changed its appearance in an instant must be the handiwork of the mud ghost.

The mud ghost out of the swamp showed that it was even more huge, and he was pestled in the courtyard on the first floor, and his height had reached the height of a seven-story building.

At this moment, goodbye to the mud ghost, the ghost energy around it is rapidly dissipating. But the mud spirit didn't seem to care.

I quickly told my grandmother what I had received with the invisible eyes of a paper man, and she wrinkled slightly, took me by the hand, walked quickly to the window, and jumped down the window with me.

My room with my grandmother was on the sixth floor of the hotel, and it was a real nervous rush to jump down like this, but the thought of the height of the deep well. I was relieved again.

My grandmother and I descended sharply. In the process of falling, my grandmother's fingers burst out of half-black and half-white streamers, spread on the soles of my feet and hers.

The half-black, half-white streamer fell as my grandma and I fell, keeping a three-inch distance from the soles of our feet. Popular Fiction Network

The moment it finally fell to the ground, the half-black and half-white streamer suddenly dissipated, and I didn't feel any discomfort when I stepped on the ground.

I didn't have time to feel that I had tried to ride the clouds and fog if this was counted, so I ran to the open field with my grandmother.

The hotel we stayed in was on the edge of the grassland, and the so-called open land was naturally a vast grassland. When I entered this grassland again in the dark and light rain in the sky, I did not find the scenery wonderful at all.

As my grandmother and I ran deeper into the wilderness of the prairie, one or two ghosts passed by us.

When I saw the ghost, I was ready to kill the ghost as soon as possible, lest the ghost leak my whereabouts and my grandmother's whereabouts, but my grandmother stopped me.

Grandma said that what she wanted was for the ghosts to notify the mud spirits to come to the grassland, saying that it was really bad for the mud spirits to stay in people's gathering places, and that we should protect ourselves while minimizing the damage of the mud spirits to innocent people.

"Grandma, didn't you say that the mud ghost explodes or when killed, poisonous juice will be sprayed in a huge area, how can we get rid of him?" Thinking of the special physique of the mud ghost, I was in a bad mood, and I asked my grandmother while running.

"Once he leaves the swamp, the range of his poisonous juice squirting will be greatly reduced due to the damage of his ghost power and leaving the swamp that is a warm bed for him. To put it simply, he walked out of the swamp, and as his ghost power dropped, the range of the poison juice squirted became smaller. Grandma's expression was not relaxed.

"Then the first thing we have to do is to drag him out of the swamp for a long time, and wait for his ghost power to automatically deplete to a certain level before we do it." The mud ghost spirit has a special physique that should not be underestimated, and I must ask for a clear response plan.

"No, it will take too long to wait for his ghost power to automatically deplete to a state suitable for being killed, and the most appropriate way is to actively find ways to accelerate the loss of his ghost power on the premise of preventing him from exploding." Grandma ran faster than me.

After listening to my grandmother's words, I was depressed, and I wanted to achieve the goal of actively trying to accelerate the loss of his ghost power on the premise of preventing him from exploding, which was easier said than done.

After talking to my grandmother, I continued to connect with the invisible paper figure who tracked down the mud ghost as I ran.

I saw that although the mud spirit had destroyed the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, it had not done anything else.

As my grandmother and I left the hotel and rushed to the prairie, the mud ghost waved his hand and ordered the ghosts surrounding him to go to the rooms to find traces of me and my grandmother.

Just a few seconds after my grandmother and I had a brush with the ghost, the ghost really went to ventilate the mud ghost.

At this moment, the mud spirits have come to the grassland with all the ghosts to search for me and my grandmother, and are now rushing towards where my grandmother and I are.

I've noticed that the mud spirits always use a running position, and don't use the ghost's body to shoot in the air.

I immediately told my grandmother what I had gotten, and she paused and said that this was the place to fight.

Just as my grandmother and I paused, the mud ghost with its men appeared in my sight.

Grandma took out the black net and held it in her hand, and I summoned Goo Zi from the yin bead to stand nervously beside Grandma, staring at the mud ghost as it ran towards me and Grandma's position.

The mud ghost's footsteps were heavy, and as he approached, every step he took sounded like a drum to my ears.

"Hahahaha, you can't escape the palm of my hand after all." The mud ghost paused ten meters from where my grandmother and I were.

The mud ghost's laughter caused the mud on its face to fall to the ground.

Grandma didn't talk nonsense with the mud ghost this time, and directly threw the black net in her hand at the mud ghost.

The mud ghost retreated quickly, but no matter how quickly it retreated, it couldn't escape the pursuit of the black net.

As soon as the black net left the hands of his grandmother, he directly widened and expanded, chasing the mud ghost all the way in a semicircular outflanking state, and snare the mud ghost's subordinates by the way.

As soon as the mud ghost was gone, it was finally shrouded in the black net again, and the black net between the grandmother raised her hand and wrapped the mud ghost, hanging in the air and rising about a foot from the ground.

I saw that as soon as the soles of the mud ghosts' feet left the ground, the ghost qi in their bodies began to overflow even more strictly.

The mud ghost roared angrily, kicking its feet around the black net, and tearing it with both hands.

I asked my grandmother in a low voice, isn't it that the black net can bounce off the ghosts, why didn't the black net bounce those ghosts and mud ghosts around this time.

Grandma told me that she didn't want to anger the mud ghost even more, so she took the effect of the black net. Do your best.

I asked my grandmother what level of the mud ghost had been lowered to when it was the best time for us to kill him, and she replied that it was a ghost.

Hearing my grandmother's answer, I was silent, and I wanted to downgrade a ghost at the ghost level to a ghost level, and it was a big project.

"If you're willing to go back to the swamp and don't come out to embarrass us, I'll send you back to the swamp." Grandma pronounced in a deep voice.

From the information about the mud ghosts that my grandmother gave me before, I clearly knew that the difficulty of the mud ghosts was difficult to understand, but I didn't expect that my grandmother would decide to let the tiger return to the mountain so easily.

I looked at my grandmother in amazement, not understanding whether she meant this sentence or not.

"I'm going to kill you." The mud ghost was so irritable that he couldn't tear the black net with his hands, and directly used his teeth to gnaw on the black net.

"From the beginning, I didn't want to embarrass you, and I slapped you in the face because I couldn't reach a consensus, but it's not easy to cultivate to become a ghost, so why do you have to die today because of that little face problem." Grandma's voice was faint.

"There will be no time after this goodbye, we will keep our mouth shut and not tell you about our encounter, you just need to control the mouths of your men." When Grandma spoke again, the mud ghost stopped its irritable movements and made a gesture of listening.

After Grandma's opening this time, the ghosts in the black web were shaking, and Qi Qi looked in the direction of me and Grandma with grief and resentment.

The goo boy who was standing next to me contacted me with his mental power at this time, and said in a joyful tone that grandma's method of sowing discord was really high.

Receiving the contact of Gu Zai's spiritual power, I glanced at Gu Zai beside me, and when I saw that Gu Zai's little face expression was a strict expression at the moment, the corners of my mouth twitched.

The mud ghost was silent for a while, and suddenly used his ghost power to attack his subordinates in the black net, and in the blink of an eye, all the ghosts in the black net were scattered.

That is, the action of the mud ghost, its own ghost power was even more depleted at once, and its level directly fell below the ghost.

As long as the ghost has reached the ghost level, even if its ghost power drops after that, it can still maintain its physical appearance, so the mud ghost in the black net that can no longer be called a ghost is still the physical appearance before.

"I'll send you back to the swamp now, how?" Grandma's voice is still shallow and faint.

"Okay." The ghost seems to have stopped resisting because he knew that he could not escape from the black net, and after hearing his grandmother's inquiry, he directly agreed in a muffled voice, staring at his grandmother with probing and suspicious eyes.

Grandma whispered that Goo and I stayed here, and she herself walked in the direction of the swamp, and the black net automatically began to move with Grandma's footsteps, and its speed was the same as Grandma's walking.