I pulled the white-clothed ghost behind me, frowned, and said, "What do you want to do?" They don't even realize it, aren't you bullying fools? ”

The white-clothed ghost pursed his lips and did not say anything.

In fact, sometimes I also suspect that it is said that all beings are equal, but there is a gap between people, and some of the original conditions cannot be made up by acquired efforts, and even after death, there is a gap between ghosts and ghosts.

At least, the ghost in white has wisdom, and the one lying on the ground does not, this is the gap.

Are all beings really equal?

When I think about it, I am relieved.

"All the negative karma created in the past is caused by beginningless greed, hatred, and ignorance" If there is no cycle of cause and effect, how can we be unhappy in this life?

I looked nervously at this stupid ghost.

The ghost smiled foolishly, raised his arm stiffly, and staggered slowly towards me.

I looked at it and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

If it is really a demon, the worst result is nothing more than a fight, but the ghost on the opposite side is like a child of a few years old, and it can't do it at all.

It's like an ancient chivalrous man, who picks up a sword, but may not be able to coax a child.

Just as I was torn between two sides, the ghost reached over and grabbed the white-clad ghost.

The Yin said inarticulately, "You—you stay." ”

The white-clothed ghost was a little panicked, shook his sleeves vigorously, and let out a burst of exclamations from his mouth: "You let go of me!" ”

As he spoke, the white-clothed ghost looked at me with a look of help.

I was thinking quickly about how I could escape this place safely, only to find that the mood of the Yin Spirit had become a little irritable.

The ghost's eyes widened, his mouth muttered something indistinctly, and from time to time he hissed and let out a rough sound, and his limbs waved exaggeratedly in the air.

Although neither of us understood what he was trying to say, we could clearly feel his anger from his body movements.

I know their condition, sobriety and rage only for a moment.

I hurriedly put up my patience and changed to an extremely gentle tone: "You want her to stay?" ”

The Yin seemed to understand, and the body movements were no longer so exaggerated.

I looked at the ghost in white and continued, "She can't stay, she has bigger things to do, I say that, you know?" ”

I regret it after saying that, isn't this nonsense? If it could understand, it wouldn't be left here.

Sure enough, as expected.

It didn't understand, not only did it not understand, but once again waved its limbs in the air in a large way, vaguely in a violent posture.

I looked at the ghost, panicked, and looked at the road behind me.

I tugged at the sleeve of the white-clothed ghost and whispered a few words from between my teeth: "Look at my eyes, prepare to run out." ”

As I spoke, I took a few steps back, and with a sudden force of my hands, a wave of inertia pushed the white-clothed ghost out, and I rushed out after her footsteps.

I turned around in three steps, for fear that the ghost would catch up, but my worries were unnecessary.

The body of this yin spirit was stiff, and it took a lot of strength to take a single step, and it was impossible to catch up with me.

Just as I was rejoicing, an extremely high-pitched howl suddenly reached my ears.

Turning around, the ghost howled desperately at the neck of the ghost, which seemed to be its only means of expressing dissatisfaction and resistance.

"Click, click......"

Suddenly, a sound like cracking wood sounded under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, countless yin spirits slowly crawled out of the ground.

There are many black and crushing ghosts, and I can't tell how many there are.

I knew they weren't very combative, but I still felt my scalp tingle.

While they haven't completely surrounded them, it's wise to break through first!

I gritted my teeth, grabbed the white-clothed ghost, and rushed out.

At this moment, I am like a flat boat in the ocean, which is particularly dazzling and powerless in the pile of ghosts.

In my haste, I suddenly felt a pull from under my hands, and I looked back to see that these unconscious ghosts were targeting the white-clothed ghosts.

I immediately understood that this group of crazy ghosts must have regarded the white-clothed ghosts as their own kind.

At this moment, the white-clothed ghost is covered with dense yin soul claws, and one by one is desperately pulling the white-clothed ghost, which has the meaning of not dying!