"Musashi-kun, why, why are there two men with such a strong aura in my realm, they, they are by no means ordinary people, they are definitely people in metaphysics, damn it, didn't I tell you to exorcise ghosts and close the school, why, why did you let them enter my realm!"

The old onmyoji was very angry, like a tyrannical ~ cruel beast, and in the depths of his pupils, there was a faint blood light, as if in the depths of his soul, there was an extremely terrible demon hidden;

"Master Nishikawa, it's my negligence! Those two people are not ordinary, and the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts in the vicinity that I forcibly enslaved cannot stop them at all, this is my negligence and mistake! ”

Musashi fell to his knees, his head buried low, low.

"I ...... Don't want to hear explanations. The old onmyoji Nishikawa spat out these words in his throat, his voice was low and with great majesty, "Our ghost sect in Japan has been squeezed to the edge or even about to break off the inheritance, and even if we open the ancestral realm of the sect, we can only come to China secretly, in order to collect some secular red dust breath, if we can't even do this little thing, if we can't even make this ancestral realm into sacrifices, we may really not have a ghost sect if we can't continue to make sacrifices...... It was necessary to continue to exist. ”

"No, Master Xichuan, as long as the One Ghost Sect is still here, it will definitely not break off the inheritance, I will immediately personally dispose of those two people to ensure the successful completion of this sacrifice."

Musashi slammed his forehead on the ground, then got up and took out two beads in his hand and threw them on the ground.

"Bang!"

A puff of yellow smoke diffused out, but it quickly dissipated, but after the yellow smoke dissipated, there was no Musashi in the same place.

……

The terrifying face of the boy outside the car did not make Xiong Zhiqi feel too scared, because he had experienced so many group missions with the highest mortality rate, and the more terrifying and terrifying things he saw were really in the sea. At the moment, this little thing is just a pediatric, Xiong Zhiqi even deliberately hung up the neutral, pulled up the handbrake, pulled out the seat belt, opened the door, and walked out of the car.

When his feet stepped on the ground, Xiong Zhiqi felt that his feet were a little sticky, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the boy's face. was trampled under his feet, and his whole face was completely distorted, but the cracked mouth actually opened a strange arc at this time, as if he was smiling at Xiong Zhiqi......

"Burn the pen."

Xiong Zhiqi spat on the ground, then stepped on that face again with both feet, and then walked down. Immediately afterwards, the little boy got up from the ground, floated up, and levitated. turned into a puff of black smoke and enveloped Xiong Zhiqi.

When the black smoke was about to cover Xiong Zhiqi, Xiong Zhiqi turned around directly and saw one hand from him. It has turned iron red, exuding an aura of rigidity and yang, and then. Xiong Zhiqi stretched out his hand and grabbed at the black smoke.

"Ah!!!!!!h

The moment Xiong Zhiqi's hand touched the black smoke, a terrible cry came out from the black smoke, which was not the cry of a child, but the cry of an adult.

"Paralyzing you!"

Xiong Zhiqi's hand gradually clenched, and the black smoke was gradually forcibly compressed, until Xiong Zhiqi clenched his hand into a fist, the black smoke directly dissipated and disappeared!

Exhaling a breath, Xiong Zhiqi was not happy to kill a wild ghost, and when he looked around, he found that he should have been taken by the ghost passengers to a place that did not belong to the yang world.

This kind of example, in reality, is actually a lot, especially for some taxi driver circles, there are often some stories of a certain peer carrying a strange guest to a strange place, a little luckier, can come back soon, bad luck, may be in that place for a long time to wait for dawn only to find that the car is parked in the garbage heap or stinky ditch, this belongs to the ghost passengers.

Xiong Zhiqi's feet are a country stone road, this is really a big joke, you must know that ten minutes ago, he was in the center of the city of Shenzhen.

At this time, Xiong Zhiqi also put on a posture of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water anyway, and walked directly along the path, and soon, a roadside stall appeared on the side of the road.

The stall in front of the old man is similar to a form of oden snacks that is very popular on the street now, and the dishes are boiled in a square lattice with meat or vegetarian dishes, and these dishes are still strung together by bamboo skewers.

Xiong Zhiqi is famous for being delicious, at this time, it seems that he has completely forgotten what kind of weird place this is, and he doesn't care whether the old man who set up the stall in front of him is a real person, he really feels a little hungry alone now, so he wants to eat.

"Hehe, what you want to eat, choose for yourself, you're welcome."

The old man in the kimono is very kind, and his voice also carries a kind of gentleness, as if there is a magic that can be trusted.

Xiong Zhiqi really took the bamboo tube on the stall and began to choose his favorite dish skewers, Xiong Zhiqi likes to eat meatballs, so basically, they all choose all kinds of meatball skewers.

"Checkout." Xiong Zhiqi said.

"Let's eat first." The old man in the kimono said with a smile.

Xiong Zhiqi nodded, and did not refuse the old man's proposal, but he did not eat it with a bamboo stick, but used his fingers to pick it up and eat it one by one.

When he first started eating, the old man was smiling, but the more Xiong Zhiqi continued to eat, the more ugly the old man's face became.

Xiong Zhiqi ate faster and faster, and the old man's face became more and more cyan, and finally, the old man even squatted down holding his chest, obviously, extremely uncomfortable.

Xiong Zhiqi continued to eat the food in the bamboo tube with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, and in the end, the old man even crawled on the ground and began to crawl on the ground with his hands and feet.

Then, one of the old man's hands disappeared;

Immediately afterward, one leg disappeared;

Then, the organs of the old man's body began to disappear little by little.

When Xiong Zhiqi coughed full, the old man only had one face left on the ground, and this face was full of unwillingness and resentment.

Xiong Zhiqi squatted down, stretched out his hand, shook it in front of the old man, and said:

"After the purification of my hands, the so-called food you made with your own body immediately became a tonic to nourish my soul, and it was you who took the initiative to dedicate yourself to me, of course, I will not say thank you for this, because your original intention was to let me eat a part of your body, and then you transformed me into one of your clones."

Xiong Zhiqi clapped his hands, put the last meatball in the bamboo tube into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The old man's face began to distort, and finally, it began to evaporate, and finally, on the ground, only a clean kimono and a pair of clogs were neatly arranged.

"What kind of place is this, why are the ghosts here all like weak chickens, and all IQs are in arrears, which idiot is raising these stupid ghosts here?"

Xiong Zhiqi said to himself, but this time, talking to himself, he quickly received a response, a cloud of yellow smoke rose from behind Xiong Zhiqi, and then a man in a yellow ninja suit walked out of it.

"This is not the place you should be!"

Musashi's voice was decisive, with an air of decisiveness.

"Damn, not only does the ghost have a problem with his brain, but this person is also a little stupid."

Xiong Zhiqi turned around and said while rubbing his wrists.

……

This is Xiong Zhiqi's hometown, the old apartment building.

In the room below Xiong Zhiqi's house, there is a zombie, and, at this time, there is also a catwoman.

Catwoman's body was tied with a metal rope, and there were dense silver needles stuck in her body, and she looked extremely miserable, but Catwoman endured all the pain and torture that ordinary people could not bear.

In the past few days, she has suffered all kinds of inhuman torture, which was Zhao Zhu's daily blood drawing, and then deliberately made new injuries on her body in order to aggravate and maintain her injuries.

In short, Zhao Zhu has always kept Catwoman in a state of dying but unable to die, so as to prevent Catwoman from secretly recovering from her injuries.

At this time, although Catwoman's face was calm, the doubt and nervousness in her eyes were very clear and obvious;

From the toilet position, there was a constant sound of deep roaring and grinding teeth, which was the sound of zombies;

Originally, the zombies were sealed by Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping, but when Catwoman was also locked here, Zhao Zhu proposed to remove some of the seals on the zombies;

At the same time, Zhao Zhu, Zhu Jianping and Xiong Zhiqi, within three days, there will inevitably be a person who will come here and send a chicken or a goose to the zombies, live poultry, and replenish the zombies' blood food.

The specific meaning is actually to let the zombies act as a kind of backhand, if Zhao Zhu and the others have something, or something unexpected delays, then, no one will deliver the blood food and the zombies whose sealing effect is still weakened will try to break free from the seal in the bathroom and run to the living room.

And in the living room, lying down is the dying Catwoman.

This night, it happened to be the third day, this night, Zhao Zhu was sent to the bed in the villa of Qilin Mountain Hospital by Beiyue, Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping inexplicably entered another realm, so, this night, the zombie who couldn't stand the blood food **, let out a roar followed by the doctor's roar, and finally, broke out of the seal...... (To be continued......)