Chapter XXXVII
Of course, Ji Shang didn't plan to let Lin Qinghe wear a wedding dress.
What are you kidding, can you put on yourself and go out?
This is the "burial ground" of hating the married girl, that is, its territory, if it wants to let itself die, it can not die obediently?
That's impossible.
The confrontation has already happened from the moment he stepped into the buried ground.
Instead of being weak, it is better to fight to the end from the first second.
Looking at Lin Qinghe, who was slowly moving over, Ji Shang opened his mouth and said:
"This wedding dress is very evil, I plan to find a way to destroy it directly---- let's see if I can burn it first."
"You must keep an eye on the door while I burn it."
While speaking, Ji Shang took out the fox Neidan and put it in her hand, and continued:
"If you see a woman in a wedding dress---- or a female ghost, don't be afraid."
"Keep an eye on her, tell me first, and break this stone when I confirm it."
"She should stop when the stone breaks."
"When the time comes, I need you to ask her a question that she will never be able to answer!"
"Did you hear me?"
I can't see the ghosts and gods, and the fox Neidan can use anyone, and giving it to her can play the greatest role.
Just check it yourself.
Lin Qinghe nodded hurriedly, and Ji Shang uncomfortably asked her to repeat the steps several times, and after confirming that she had completely memorized it, she turned around and walked towards the wedding dress.
"Wait...... Brother Ji, what do I have to ask? ”
Ji Shang took off the wedding dress, the sticky touch of the blood-stained human skin made him nauseous, he threw the wedding dress to the ground, and from a distance, the bewitching and weird wedding dress looked like a mess of rotten mud at this time.
"What do you want to ask......"
Ji Shang thought for a moment and replied:
"I think you can ask about the unified formula of the four fundamental forces, or about the low-cost implementation of controlled nuclear fusion."
Lin Qinghe looked at Ji Shang dumbfounded, although she didn't understand what these questions meant, she could probably understand Ji Shang's intentions.
This may indeed be an unanswerable question for ghosts and gods---- it is not a professional.
While he was talking, Ji Shang had already taken out a metal wine jug in his tennis bag and poured the liquid inside onto his wedding dress.
That's gasoline.
Since the last time he saw Lu Lihuo burning yellow skin, he also brought a bottle with him.
It's a pity that the amount is not enough, and I don't know if this thing can burn.
But that's okay.
Anyway, his purpose is not really to burn it clean, but just to provoke and hate the married girl.
Just as the flame of the lighter slowly approached Xi's wedding dress, words appeared in front of Ji Shang's eyes again.
"Burning a wedding dress is a great provocation to a woman who hates to marry---- even if it is just one of many celebratory dresses."
"Fearless Dust Bone Man, are you sure you want to use this way to challenge the hated daughter?"
"It's probably not the best thing to do."
"After all, in this wedding dress, there are more resentful souls hidden."
"The flames will release their souls, and no one can predict what the outcome will be."
"Maybe they'll help you, but more likely, they'll pull you into the abyss together......"
Ji Shang's movements paused for a moment, he extinguished the lighter, took out the funeral umbrella from his tennis bag and held it open, and then without hesitation, he put the flame on the wedding dress.
Resentful souls?
It just so happened that one of the pieces of equipment I brought with me was finally usable!
Sending a funeral umbrella can't clean up the hated married girl, can't it clean you up?
The flame of the lighter licked the wet human skin, and the dark red powder remained after the blood evaporated, and the wedding dress did not burn for a long time, as if some force was suppressing the temperature of the flames.
Just when Ji Shang thought that this wedding dress could not be ignited and was about to give up, the human skin suddenly began to burst into flames!
A two-meter-high flame burst forth, and the wedding dress tossed in the flames like a living thing.
The human skin curls and becomes brittle, making a disgusting popping sound, and the eyes on the phoenix crown burst one by one, like eggs bursting in a charcoal fire.
The golden-footed centipedes broke free, but before they could crawl away, they were consumed by the flames.
The blood-red mist and the dark dead qi condensed in the flames, like a demon, looking at Ji Shang and Lin Qinghe who ran towards the distance of the passage with a hideous face.
The funeral umbrella has been opened, but to Ji Shang's surprise, the "resentful soul" mentioned by the Great Disaster Ji seems to have no signs at all.
"Can you see anything?"
Ji Shang asked softly.
Lin Qinghe stared at the fire in the distance and replied:
"There is only fire and nothing...... The wedding dress was going to be burned, and it was all burned to ashes. ”
It's the same as you see it.
Is it a huge provocation to say good?
Why don't you hate to marry a girl and make no action at all?
The flames gradually decreased, and just as Ji Shang was about to step forward to check, an unusual sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
Tap, tap.
It's footsteps.
Disorderly, footsteps from many different people.
The sound of those footsteps was patrolling around the fire.
"Ah......h
Before Lin Qinghe could scream, he immediately covered his mouth, and after slowing down for a few seconds, he trembled and lowered his voice and said to Ji Shang:
"Next to the fire...... So much, so much...... Person! ”
"They wore gray robes and wore their hair draped...... They're ...... on the fire."
"No, they're not baking a fire, they're looking for something in the fire!"
"Brother Ji, is this the female ghost you said?"
Lin Qinghe was so nervous that his whole body stiffened, and his fingernails sank deep into Ji Shang's arm, Ji Shang broke her hand away in pain and replied:
"It's not."
"This should be the maid of the female ghost's marriage, keep an eye on them, don't be afraid, I can deal with them."
"Good ......"
Looking at Ji Shang's calm demeanor, Lin Qinghe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, it doesn't matter if he really has a way, as long as he says yes, he can't help believing it.
Ji Shang held the funeral umbrella in one hand and lit the flashlight in the other, and cautiously approached the direction of the fire.
He didn't know if the ghosts were aware of his presence.
Even if you are buried in the bones, you still can't see the ghosts and gods, which is a huge disadvantage.
But it doesn't matter.
Within the range of the funeral umbrella, these ghosts will never be able to escape.
The light of the fire became dimmer and dimmer, and the wedding dress was about to burn out.
And the chaotic footsteps became more and more urgent.
In the empty passages, echoes linger.
Lines of text appeared in front of Ji Shang's eyes.
"The maids who hate the bride have finally broken free from the shackles of the wedding dress, and they can't wait to find their most cherished Luohong in the flames."
"However, everything has been burned by the flames, and there is nothing left in the ashes."
"The moment when the flames are about to be extinguished and the darkness is completely coming is the moment when they are completely out of control."
"Now, the moment has come......"
Ji Shang's hand subconsciously clenched the funeral umbrella, and after a few breaths, all the footsteps stopped.
"They've seen it!"
"They're coming!"
Lin Qinghe, who was beside him, shouted loudly.
In this moment.
The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and from the direction of the fire, it rushed towards Ji Shang!