Jiang Xiaobai suddenly turned his head, his face changed slightly, and he looked towards the west, someone, or a ghost, walked directly into his ghost domain!

"No one!"

In sight, there is nothing!

An inexplicable sense of crisis enveloped his heart, Jiang Xiaobai's hair stood on end, the white paper umbrella in his hand kept shaking, issuing a danger warning, and ripples appeared in the surrounding white fog.

The white mist bursts open and disappears, out of his control!

The ghost who walked in can't be resisted!

And the ghost can't see!

"It's a bit of a hassle!"

Jiang Xiaobai pushed the coffin lid with one hand, and lit the small incense burner on the coffin lid with the other!

White smoke curled and a strange fragrance spread.

A white smoke drifted behind him, Jiang Xiaobai turned around and looked, three meters away, he didn't see anything!

But the white smoke was three meters behind him, gathering, disappearing little by little, as if it was being eaten by a mouth, little by little!

This invisible ghost was temporarily restrained by the black incense.

"Ghost baby, come!"

Jiang Xiaobai frowned and looked at it, the white coffin lid had already been pushed open a crack, and if he wanted to go in, he could go in at any time.

The ghost baby was ordered to run out of the stove, with a pistol and a body bag, all the way.

ran to Jiang Xiaobai's distance of three meters, opened his mouth, sucked his stomach, and stood motionless in place.

Jiang Xiaobai walked over, picked up the ghost baby, threw it towards the coffin, took the small incense burner and suitcase, turned over into the white coffin, and closed the coffin lid.

There is not much space inside the coffin, turn on the flashlight, look for the uncle inside the coffin, but after looking around, this ghost is not in the coffin!

"Not there!?"

Jiang Xiaobai's face changed slightly, and a not-so-good idea appeared in his mind, and he looked at the inner wall of the coffin.

There was originally 'Chen Yuan' on the inner wall, which was the handwriting left by the first batch of ghost riders who controlled the supernatural in the Republic of China.

Look closely!

The inner walls are empty, there is nothing, and there is even a bit of mold here!

"This isn't my coffin!"

Jiang Xiaobai chuckled in his heart, reacted immediately, pushed the coffin lid with both hands up, and pushed it away directly.

A white paper umbrella appeared in his hand, and a white coffin floated in the air and immediately smashed down.

Bang!

"Two coffins?!"

Jiang Xiaobai turned over with the ghost baby and glanced back at the coffin.

It's black!

And not their own coffin!

A low, hoarse voice came from the side: "Intruder, do you want to live?" Give me seven bucks, and I won't kill you! ”

"It's you!"

The White Mist Ghost Domain opened, Jiang Xiaobai disappeared in place, and appeared a hundred meters away, looking at an old man next to the black coffin with a solemn face, an old man with white hair.

This is the first white-haired old man I saw in a thatched hut in the past!

The white-haired old man stood there, looking at Jiang Xiaobai with a smile, holding a thick book in his hand.

The thick book is yellowed and blackened, like a white book cover, which has been tempered by time to become like this.

"Uncle, what's seven dollars?" Jiang Xiaobai watched a white smoke drift three meters in front of him, and another white smoke entered the ghost baby's mouth, and asked with one hand on the lid of his coffin.

"Seven dollars, of course, is your life, the curse on your body." The white-haired old man smiled and spoke, his smile cold.

'It' opened the thick book in his hand, and turned the pages and pages, all of which were the names of a person, and turned to the last page, where there was a blank space and no name.

It touched the black coffin beside it with one hand, and on the blank page of the thick book, three crooked names emerged.

First name: Ghost Baby.

The second name: Jiang Bai.

The third name: Chen Yuan.

The white-haired old man glanced at it, smiled, and said, "It turns out that the little ghost is called a ghost baby, and your name is Jiang Bai, and the ghost who curses you and pesters you is called Chen Yuan." ”

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Jiang Xiaobai's hand exerted force slightly, and the white coffin lid moved.

The white-haired old man shook his head, took out a ink-black brush from his left pocket, and said, "It's okay if you don't know, anyway, I don't know that there is such a person in the supernatural circle, I'll help you solve the curse, and your umbrella will be regarded as a reward!" ”

"And what you have, yes, yes, more than my estimate of seventy-two dollars." The white-haired old man continued, holding a brush in his hand, and drew a circle on the name of the ghost baby!

The ghost baby roared, his body weakened, and he fell directly next to Jiang Xiaobai's feet.

The white coffin was pushed open, Jiang Xiaobai had a gloomy face, and took the ghost baby and turned directly into it.

But halfway through the action, the body seemed to be uncontrollable and did not obey the call.

His eyes looked down slightly, and the three black incense sticks on the small incense burner had been extinguished at some point!

"Now this group of invaders, just like the group of fools below, think they have some special abilities, so they do nonsense and mess around, I really don't understand the people of your time, and they will only cause chaos for me."

The white-haired old man said, holding a brush in his hand, and drew a circle on Jiang Bai's name.

"Okay, now it's all left of the curse on you, this 'Chen Yuan', heh, a little person who has never heard of it."

The white-haired old man held the brush in his hand, sighed, looked at Jiang Xiaobai a hundred meters away, opened his eyes slightly, and said, "Why are you still alive?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai was silent, he didn't call Jiang Bai at all, Jiang Bai's name was the name of this body.

And the original owner has been dead for almost seven days, but the grave has not been erected, even if the reincarnation has been completed......

The white-haired old man looked at Jiang Bai's name on the thick book, then looked at Jiang Xiaobai, and said, "Huh? You're a little weird! ”

"Forget it, it's a little weird and it's also caused by a curse, and it's over if you solve it together." The white-haired old man said to himself, drawing a circle on the name of 'Chen Yuan'.

Halfway through the circle, it held the black brush in its right hand, which quickly rotted and turned black, and before the white-haired old man could react, its entire right arm was directly weathered into sand.

"What's going on! I'm a ghost hand! The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and he looked uncontrollable.

At the same time, the restraints disappeared, and Jiang Xiaobai resumed his actions.

"What happened? Is it Chen Yuan's curse? ”

Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly, he was very familiar with this name, the white paper umbrella in his hand was snatched by him inside, and the white coffin also had the words left by 'Chen Yuan'!

The ghost baby's whole body is soft, like a sponge without bones.

The white-haired old man opened his eyes wide, looked at the thick book in his hand, and the black brush on the ground, turned into white ash, flew from between his fingers, and roared: "Who are you!" ”

"Don't you know, my name is Jiang Bai!" Jiang Xiaobai said, picked up the golden pistol on the ground, aimed at the other party, and said no more.

Entering the white coffin is naturally a good choice, but the other party is a human being, a ghost handler, and the coffin can be opened from the outside!

Rather than this, it is better to confront each other and stalemate.

Jiang Xiaobai actually has no bottom in his heart, does the other party have any other means to deal with himself!

"Jiang Bai! Chen Yuan, curse, I want to see, I want to see what this Chen Yuan is! The white-haired old man roared, and with his hand he pushed the black coffin beside him, the lid opened.

A blank painting was taken out by it, and at the same time, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes turned black, and he fell directly to the ground, unconscious!

On the broken bridge, a young man holding a white paper umbrella turned around, shook his head, and said, "If you want to die so much, I'll hold a white event for you and let you disappear into this world." It's a pity, it's not time yet, you can't completely control this person, he seems to be called Jiang Xiaobai? How strange is that my own ghost slave is not controlled by the 'ghost ghost' and still has my own consciousness? ”

"The deal with that piece of human skin...... Well...... It may not be over, the situation here...... It's a bit of a hassle! ”