Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Underworld Is Empty (This is Not Lingshan Fourteen)
(The world is unclear, the state of the world is unknown.) The supernatural is revived, and the ghosts are rampant. The living are not a little angry, but the dead can bear the night and the tomb, and in the sky and the groundwater, they are not as floating as in the past)
Jiang Xiaobai smoked a cigarette, held an oil lamp, and looked at the words on the spiritual seat, which were traditional Chinese characters.
This is the seventy-second spiritual seat in the corridor aisle.
All the way to the west, there is no end.
Under the candle flame, the spiritual position is brand new and pitch black, as if someone often comes to wipe and clean it, and there is no dust at all.
Walking forward, the text on the spiritual seat is not traditional Chinese characters, nor Chinese, crooked, like ghost drawing symbols, I don't know it.
The eighty-first spiritual position.
Jiang Xiaobai and the ghost baby stopped.
On the spiritual seat, there is only one word, and it is known.
(ι)
"This is the name of a ghost" Jiang Xiaobai groaned, frowning slightly, and did not move forward.
Because of the sound of a slow footstep, it is approaching step by step.
The footsteps are very rhythmic, as if you have calculated each distance before stepping on it.
Unlike people, the footsteps are disorganized, the time is short, and it depends on the mood.
"Is it a ghost?"
Jiang Xiaobai lit three black incense sticks and began to wait patiently.
A puff of white smoke drifted into the ghost baby's nose, and at the same time, it carried a golden body bag, as if it were still.
The black incense here, the 'penny' yellow paper is countless, and it can be continued.
"Eh, there's someone up ahead?" Birds.
Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly, he couldn't understand the bird language, but he could speak, proving that the person who came was a living person.
It's easy to do if it's a living person.
Holding a small incense burner in one hand and reaching to his waist with the other, he held a golden pistol and waited to get up.
"Hey! Is there a person in front of you? β
Still incomprehensible bird language, the voice is a little frightened.
The footsteps stopped, and the man seemed to be watching, vigilant, and did not leave.
Jiang Xiaobai thought for a while, and said a few words of bird language he knew, one of which said: "You drop, what drop work, Missi Mixi, Hua Bula, Hua Gu...... Uh-huh. β
He wasn't sure the other person he was saying would understand, because he couldn't understand what he was saying.
"I drop good people, big drop good people, which one are you?" I don't understand the language of birds, but the sound is very much like the local dialect of a Sichuan province in Asia.
"Eight Ga Ya Road." Jiang Xiaobai said.
"Huh?" The man was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked who you are, why are you still scolding.
"You are dad, mother, what are you doing, are you from the island country? Why can't I understand the island dialect? Jiang Xiaobai was slightly surprised.
He didn't say anything except the last sentence of Hua Guliang, and all the island dialects he knew were spoken, but the other party still didn't understand them.
"Hello?" English.
That person probably realized something, and the people he communicated with didn't know the island language, and he basically couldn't understand what bird language he spoke.
"Have some Brazilian chicks." Jiang Xiaobai spoke English, and he didn't understand what he meant, because he didn't understand English, but he just watched a movie and remembered it.
He returned all the 24 English letters taught by the English teacher to the teacher.
It seems to be 27 letters of the English alphabet, too long, forgot.
The man looked shocked, couldn't understand what the person on the other side was talking about, hesitated for a moment, and began to read letter by letter: "HELLO, HELLO?" β
βHELοΌaoewβ¦β¦γβ Jiang Xiaobai lost patience, his voice sank, and said, "If you speak human language, you can't understand Chinese." β
Silent.
After about thirty seconds of silence, the man said in broken Chinese: "Barely a little Chinese, are you an Asian ghost master?" β
The voice is a little weird, but I can understand it.
"It's the Asian Ghost Rider, how did you end up here?" Jiang Xiaobai said.
"I have a supernatural phone, and through the game above, I survived." (The supernatural game is in the hands of 'belly into the middle one')
"That's right." Jiang Xiaobai groaned, holding a small incense burner, re-lit the three black incense sticks, continued, and said vigilantly: "What do you have over there?" β
"There are spiritual positions, white bones, oil lamps, yellow paper, black incense, platforms, I have been like this all the way, it seems to be like this here, only here is it safe, and my game character has not died." The abdomen is in the middle of a piece.
"Are they all the same?" Jiang Xiaobai groaned, took the pistol, and said, "Can you come over?" β
"Yes, but you're going to kill me, so don't dare." The abdomen becomes a middle one.
"It seems that you are very vigilant and careful." Jiang Xiaobai said, muttering in his heart:
"I haven't done it yet, how do you know I'm going to do it, it's probably the reason for that supernatural phone."
"Don't you be vigilant, be careful." The abdomen is in the middle of a piece.
Silent.
The three black incense sticks burned out, and then continued, Jiang Xiaobai said: "How about cooperation?" β
After waiting for a while, no one responded.
Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly and said, "Friend? β
Still no one responded.
The other party seems to be gone, or heard, and pretends not to respond.
"Are you gone?" Jiang Xiaobai groaned, pinched off the black incense, held the golden pistol, vigilantly, and walked forward.
"Huh" The ghost baby roared a few times, very excited, as if there was something in front of it to attract it, holding the golden body bag, knocking Jiang Xiaobai away, jumping forward wildly, and roaring in his mouth.
Jiang Xiaobai followed quickly, thoughtful.
It didn't take long for him to see the ghost baby running around chasing a young man, circling around the platform.
After looking at it for a while, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the young man.
"Big brother, big brother, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong." Belly Chengzhong shouted, his face pale, and his steps quickened.
The ghost baby let out an inhuman cry behind him, holding a golden body bag, not slow.
An order was given: "Stop playing." β
The ghost baby stopped, but looked at the young man, and his saliva flowed.
The young man gasped, his steps were vain, he took a few steps, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "Big brother, cooperate, cooperate, we cooperate, I agreed." β
A gun was pressed against the top of Chengzhong's head, and the cold touch made him raise his hand, look at Jiang Xiaobai's dead face, and hurriedly explained: "Big brother, big brother, don't shoot, don't shoot, you wanted to kill me just now, I didn't respond, I'm afraid." β
"Aren't you afraid to kill you now?" Jiang Xiaobai squinted slightly, looking this person up and down, with short hair, pale face, and wearing a fancy dress.
"Afraid! Fear! He shuddered and spoke, because the ghost baby was already holding his thighs and was crawling up little by little.
"Where's the supernatural phone?" Jiang Xiaobai is interested in this.
I have a 48% mobile phone in my hand, and I can make calls and contact the outside world in places where there are ghosts, in ghost domains, but I can't do it here.
"In ...... In my bag, big brother, it's ....... Abdominal Chengzhong trembled and pointed to the ghost baby above his head.
"It's okay, I won't eat you without my orders." Jiang Xiaobai said.
The ghost baby cooperated and climbed down from his body, touched it in his pocket, took out a mobile phone, opened his mouth wide, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Bang!
Jiang Xiaobai retracted his foot, took the mobile phone, and took a look, there was no power button, no volume button, boxy, like a rectangular box.
It's the same as a normal phone, but it's light, as if it's made of paper.
Belly Cheng Zhongyi hurriedly said: "Big brother, this supernatural mobile phone can only be used by me, I can turn it on, and I can play games." β
"Kill you, the ghost is resurrected, isn't it different." Jiang Xiaobai opened the pistol safe.
"No, no, no, I'm dead, it's true that the supernatural phone will revive the ghost, but you will enter the mobile game, and if you can't find the mobile phone inside, you will be killed by the ghost in the mobile phone, and it was also in the mobile game, after experiencing the pursuit of ghosts, you found the mobile phone." The abdomen is in the middle of a piece.