When night falls, on the central avenue of Ningzhou, there is an endless stream of vehicles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hu Chen stood on the flower bed, a palm-sized mahogany compass in his hand, the gilt on which was shiningly reflected by the street lamp.

At this moment, the pointer on the compass is pointing to the other side of the avenue!

There stood a woman dressed in white with a disheveled head, half of her face covered by a mask.

Looking at the woman in white on the other side of the avenue, Hu Chen snorted coldly in his heart: "I finally found it, Xiaomi, I want to see your true face!" ”

Judging from Hu Chen's experience, he was sure that the recent car accidents here were all caused by the woman in white opposite.

Of course, the woman in white was not a human, but an evil ghost!

The so-called ghost is a body of energy after death, which can also be called a soul.

Under normal circumstances, after a person dies, the ghost will have an instinct of a moth to fight the fire and go to the underworld to be reincarnated.

And some ghosts can't let go of their obsessions, hatreds, and resentments, and over time they become evil ghosts and bring disaster to the world.

The traffic lights alternated, and across the avenue, a father and daughter stepped on the zebra crossing, talking and laughing.

Hu Chen silently lit a cigarette, this is not an ordinary cigarette, but a special soul-attracting incense made by the Hu family.

As soon as the soul-attracting incense comes out, the little ghosts who are at the end of the Tao will involuntarily follow.

He knew that the female ghost on the other side was quite profound, and he didn't know how effective a small prop like soul-attracting incense would be on the female ghost, but the purpose of doing so was just to attract the attention of the female ghost, because the female ghost had already set her sights on the father and daughter who were on the way.

Sure enough, the female ghost noticed it, looking at Hu Chen through the crowd, a pair of empty and dark eyes, which sent chills down the spine.

Nothing happened, and as the traffic lights alternated again, the female ghost turned and floated away.

After tracking this female ghost for so long, she finally ran into her, how could Hu Chen let her go?

Immediately took out a black pill from his satchel, and with a flick of his fingers, the pill snapped in half with a thud in the air.

At this time, a bee flew out of the pill and buzzed after it.

Bee control technique, this is the Hu family's tracking technique, as long as you are targeted by the guide bee, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you can find it.

Standing at the entrance of a cemetery, the corners of Hu Chen's mouth rose, and he took out a lantern from the universal pocket-like satchel.

With a pop, the fire in the lantern ignited, and a miserable green light spread along the lantern's eye to the surroundings.

This is the Hu family's homemade soul lamp, as long as it is within the scope of the light of the soul lamp, anything unclean cannot be approached.

The artist was bold, Hu Chen did not hesitate at all, and walked into the cemetery with a lantern.

The moon sank into the clouds, shrouding the entire cemetery in darkness. Green flames floated on the small bulging earth bags, sometimes bright, sometimes dim. The branches of the dead wood swayed in the wind, like a terrible ghost with teeth and claws. A whining sound wafted through the air, like a cry from the eighteen layers of hell.

Suddenly, an owl perched on the treetops flew up, its eyes glinting in the darkness, and let out a strange cry.

Walking on the two-person wide road, Hu Chen was disdainful of the surrounding environment, even though it was gloomy and dark, he was not affected in the slightest.

His footsteps stopped abruptly, and Hu Chen looked at the white-clothed female ghost in front of the tombstone in front of him.

At this moment, he found that the miserable green light reflected by the lantern was gradually changing, and it had turned into a blood-red light in an instant.

The candles inside the lantern also turned blood red as if they were infected with blood.

A voice that seemed to be real appeared, as if it was right in the ear, and it ran a hundred meters away at once.

In front of the tombstone, the female ghost in white twisted her waist with her back to Hu Chen, her arms swayed in various movements, and she sang a tune similar to Peking Opera.

Hu Chen stood still, his attention was highly concentrated, he had never encountered the current situation, and it was the best countermeasure to respond to all changes without changing.

But in the blink of an eye, the female ghost in white disappeared!

Immediately afterwards, Hu Chen saw with his peripheral vision that a miserable white palm stretched out from behind his back and was about to fall on his shoulder.

"Ahh

With a terrible scream, a green light shook out of Hu Chen's body.

He turned around and saw the white-clothed female ghost who fell to the ground, snorted coldly, and learned from the previous third uncle, "Bah! Wicked, you have done a lot of evil, and today is your death! ”

The female ghost looked at Hu Chen, her eyes showed a trace of unwillingness, she got up immediately, her feet floated up, thinking about the west of the cemetery and drifting away.

Seeing this, Hu Chen suddenly bit his fingertips and swiped a line of essence blood between Meiyu's forehead.

Suddenly, a bloody light flew out of his forehead and hit the female ghost who was floating away.

The female ghost screamed and fell from the sky, and before she could get up, the screams came and went.

Hu Chen's speed was very fast, and at the same time as the female ghost fell, he took out a wicker whip from his satchel and threw it off without saying a word.

Every time the wicker whip touched the body of the female ghost in white, a green light would erupt.

Wicker is a thing that has been handed down since ancient times to ward off evil spirits, and during the Qingming Dynasty, people will insert wicker into the crack of the door to prevent the little ghost from entering the door.

Hu Chen kept wielding a wicker whip, causing the female ghost to scream again and again.

It wasn't until he was exhausted that he stopped and took out an earthy gourd from his magical satchel.

The mouth of the gourd was facing the weak female ghost in white, and after Hu Chen's left index finger made two consecutive circles to the mouth of the gourd, he shouted: "Close!" ”

Suddenly, the yellow light of the gourd was magnificent, illuminating the surrounding darkness, and in that light, the female ghost turned into a cloud of green smoke and floated into the gourd.

The gourd was put away, and the light of the lantern returned to its normal color, and the red flames swayed.

"It's over." Hu Chen touched the tip of his nose proudly and smiled secretly, but the smile suddenly froze on his face!

The lantern was behind him, but two shadows were reflected on the big tree in front of him, one tall and one short.

One of the dwarf streams is naturally Hu Chen, but the tall shadow ......

I felt a chill down my back, Hu Chen was like an ice cave, and the hairs on my body exploded.

He hurriedly turned around, and an angry face was facing him!

"Third uncle, why are you here?" As soon as Hu Chen put down, his heart hung up again, and the person who came was Hu Haiyang! Seeing that his eyes were about to erupt with fire, Hu Chen knew that something was wrong!

"Stinky boy, you really take my words as a deaf ear, don't you? How dare you come to die! ”

As he spoke, Hu Haiyang's right hand was raised, and in his hand was a feather duster.

"Third uncle, I'm so old, don't beat me, save me some face, if there are any big or small gods around, how can you let me gain a foothold in the ghost exploration realm in the future." Hu Chen involuntarily took a step back, licking his face and smiling.

"Not to hit you?" Hu Haiyang suddenly roared, stomped his feet angrily, and scolded loudly: "I can't kill you little rabbit cub, I'll go out for a walk, you little rabbit take all my family money, you stop me!" Hold it! ”

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