Whether to turn around and run, or go in and rescue Shenxu, this is a difficult problem, especially to see Shenxu suddenly disappear without a trace, but also frightened, going in means that it may disappear suddenly like Shenxu, Wang Xiaohu and William Lin have disappeared in the Forbidden City once, and escaped by luck, but if you don't go in, what if Shenxu dies in the house? No one can get out of it, and can really watch Shen Xuan suffer regardless of it?

Wang Xiaohu's original intention was to let Shen Xu help prevent the disaster, but he never thought that the little ghost in the tube building would be so evil that he would say that a big living person would disappear, and only a rooster would cluck...... Panicked in the corridor, Wang Xiaohu calmed down, turned his head to William Lin and said: "The two of us can come out of the Forbidden City, it's all thanks to Zhang Qing, didn't he leave a business card, is it still with you?" ”

William Lin hurriedly rummaged through his pocket, rummaged inside and out, but he didn't find it, and said anxiously: "I moved yesterday, and I went out again today, I don't remember where I put it, I don't have it on my body, even if I didn't lose it, it was on the second floor." ”

Wang Xiaohu didn't speak, he looked at the building in front of the door, the cold wind poured into it and made a wolf-like sound, the black whirring seemed endless, William Lin was very flustered, and asked Wang Xiaohu in a low voice: "Xiaohu, what should I do?" Just look at it? ”

Wang Xiaohu didn't expect that Shenxu would never go back, and he didn't even have a mental preparation, but no matter what, Shenxu was invited by them, and he couldn't watch him have an accident, no one could afford this responsibility, and he couldn't get over it on his conscience, Wang Xiaohu was silent for a while, took out the ghost record from his arms, handed it to William Lin, and said in a deep voice: "You have bad luck, yin and yang are declining, don't follow in, wait for me outside the door." Shouting out loud about anything. ”

After the instructions, Wang Xiaohu bit the tip of his tongue, took a mouthful of blood, and rushed into the tube building in a few steps, he immediately felt the cold breath coming into the building, it was a little colder than the outside, it was also strange, just now it was still dark clouds covering the moon, just a moment of effort, the moon poked its head out, today fifteen, the quiet moonlight sprinkled into the tube building along the open door, and the line of sight was not obstructed.

Wang Xiaohu didn't know how to break this game, so he made up his mind, first grabbed the rooster, cut his neck with a peachwood sword, and sprinkled chicken blood, maybe he could break the evil law of the little ghost, and chase after the rooster crowed, the rooster also panicked, and ran around with his tail drooping, it is estimated that it is a rooster raised in the farm, and he lacks even a spirit, let alone exorcism.

clucks...... Fluttering in the corridor with his wings open, it is really difficult to catch another person, fortunately, Wang Xiaohu's eyes are thieves enough, and his movements are fast, not in a hurry to pounce on it, but to the wall a few times, Wang Xiaohu grew up eating tiger milk, and he has tiger gas on his body, although it has faded for so many years, ordinary people can't feel it, but animals and the like are the most sensitive to the tiger qi on his body, the tiger is the king of beasts, Wang Xiaohu is so handful, the rooster feathers, and he hit the wall in a panic, and he fell down.

Wang Xiaohu was overjoyed, went up and picked up the rooster, and the peachwood sword in his right hand stabbed the chicken neck, but the peachwood sword in his hand was not peachwood at all, it was carved out of the tattered branches that Shen Xu picked up on the ground casually, it had long been dry and brittle, barely had a sword-shaped appearance, clicked hard, and broke, but the broken stubble still stabbed the rooster, and he was not dead, and he came back to life, taking advantage of Wang Xiaohu's stunned kung fu, he suddenly struggled, broke free from his hand, and clucked...... Screaming and fluttering.

Although Wang Xiaohu did not kill the rooster, he also stabbed a hole in the rooster's neck, and the rooster was injured, his body was as light as a swallow, and the whole hole was not enough for it to toss, sometimes in mid-air, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right...... The figure is quite erratic, and there is a splash of chicken blood indiscriminately.

Under the splash of chicken blood, there were a few slight "sneering ......" on the stairs like the sound of striking a match, and then Wang Xiaohu saw Master Shenxu holding a mobile phone in his hand, with his eyes closed, standing on the fifth step, his two feet changed to step in place, and he jumped from time to time, and his mouth trembled and recited: "Ah, Mommy, Mommy, Red ......"

A blue-faced and fanged imp was behind Master Shenxu, floating and blowing on his neck, Wang Xiaohu was taken aback and shouted loudly: "Master Shenxu, run!" Shen Xuan didn't seem to see him or hear him, his eyes burst into tears, he looked ahead blankly, crying, and reading: "Ah, Mommy, Mommy, Red ......"

Wang Xiaohu didn't care about being afraid, he stepped forward and wanted to drag Shenxu, but before he could get closer, the little ghost suddenly looked at Wang Xiaohu coldly, his blood-red eyes did not have the slightest emotion, and he was strange and cold, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but pause at his feet, and heard the little ghost's sharp voice sound: "Damn, don't listen to grandpa's persuasion, make you look good, damn, don't listen to grandpa's persuasion, make you look good......"

The little ghost said this sentence repeatedly, Wang Xiaohu's eardrums seemed to have something pierced in, his head was dizzy, he knew that the Tao was not good, so if it went on, not only could Shen Xuan not be able to save him, he also had to fold here, and hurriedly pouted his lips and spit out the blood on the tip of the tongue of the little ghost, this time it was also urgent and fast, the little ghost seemed to know that Wang Xiaohu's tongue was bloody, and he dodged suddenly, but Shen Xu, who was standing still, moved, and just spit on his head, Shen Xu's fat body was like being pointed, and he paused, Then I heard him cry...... With a scream, he withered and fell, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Wang Xiaohu hurriedly stepped forward and dragged Shen Xu, the little ghost suddenly appeared again, this time he put on a high white paper hat, there were four ink characters on it, and there was a token in his hand, the token shape was quite quaint, exuding a sparkling white light, and there was a detention word in the middle.

Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't understand what the little ghost was doing with a different look, but he obviously felt more cold and evil, the air around him suddenly tightened, Wang Xiaohu's hair stood up roots, and the little ghost's dark clothes had become even darker than thick ink, he knew that the way was not good, so he hurriedly reached out to grab Shen Xu, wanting to drag him away.

Before his hand touched Shen Xu, the little ghost's token slapped horizontally towards Wang Xiaohu, and Wang Xiaohu felt that his eyes were dark, as if he had been knocked down by a speeding car, and his body suddenly flew upside down, bang! fell on the wall, and coincidentally, the rooster was running under the wall in a panic and was crushed by Wang Xiaohu's falling body.

Wang Xiaohu's chest was sweet, a mouthful of blood almost spurted out, his whole body was extremely sore, his ribs seemed to be broken, he had difficulty breathing, and his head was buzzing. He sat up and saw the little ghost with a strange smile floating towards him.

Wang Xiaohu fell in pain, arousing the ruthlessness in his chest. The blood was on the head, grabbed the at hand, stood up and smashed it at the little ghost, his face was flushed, he was no longer afraid, and scolded loudly: "I'm Cao You's a mother, Lao Tzu is playing with you today!" He bit his tongue in a roar, spit out two mouthfuls on his hands, and smashed them with a punch.

Wang Xiaohu is usually lazy and looks listless, but he has been fighting since he was a child, he belongs to the kind of black hands, to say that he is bold and not afraid of things, and to say that he is ruthless, his subordinates are not serious, from childhood to adulthood, no matter where he goes to school, whether it is a few days or a few semesters, there is no fear of him, generally a new student in the school is bullied, but Wang Xiaohu is rarely bullied, as long as he provokes him, no matter how good you are in this school, how famous you are, how many people come, you have never been withdrawn.

was beaten, and he didn't beg for mercy, he recognized who beat him, blocked the door of people's houses one by one, cleaned up one by one, bricks, kitchen knives, sticks, what's the use, never with soft hands, one came and went, no one provoked such a thing.

But Wang Xiaohu has a benefit, he doesn't make trouble, he doesn't bully people, but don't mess with him, if he gets involved, it's endless, he has to get cheap, since his father died, Wang Xiaohu dropped out of school, rolled in society for a few years, and his temper has become much more docile, but now this little ghost has stimulated his unprovoked temperament.

The blood is on the head, I am not afraid of anything, there is a thought in my heart, either you kill me, or I will kill you, the little ghost probably has never seen such a horizontal one, not only is he not afraid of himself, but he also dares to come up and fight, and he suddenly became angry, and the token in his right hand went up to Wang Xiaohu's fist, and he heard it snap! With a soft sound, Wang Xiaohu's right fist exploded like a firecracker in the palm of his hand, and his right hand was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood, but the token of the little ghost was also punched by him and flew out.

The token in the little ghost's hand has a history, but he didn't expect to be beaten out of the air by a young boy, and he was also stunned, but Wang Xiaohu roared angrily, and suddenly pounced, his right hand was blurred with blood, and the ferocity exploded, and his left hand grabbed the little ghost's neck, raised his bloody and blurred right hand, and punched the top of his head.

Wang Xiaohu has tiger energy in his blood, and the middle finger of his right hand is even more greatly created, otherwise he will not be able to fly the token in the hand of the little ghost, at this time Wang Xiaohu has blood stains all over his body, there is chicken blood, and there is also blood from the crack of his palm, which actually makes the little ghost have a terrifying thought. was timid, and Wang Xiaohu grabbed his neck and couldn't move for a while.

Wang Xiaohu's right hand was bleeding, but people were crazy and didn't feel the pain, while scolding angrily, while smashing: "Little B raised, I'll kill you......" punch after punch, the little ghost was beaten by him A little smaller, Wang Xiaohu's tiger aura made it tremble, and the yin qi on his body dissipated little by little, seeing that he was fighting like this, the little ghost was about to be scattered by Wang Xiaohu's soul, at this time, a cold voice behind Wang Xiaohu sounded: "You are so bold, you dare to fight ghosts!" ”

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