A short moment later, the sound of footsteps in the hallway stopped outside the door.

In the next moment, all the plates I had placed on the ground were lifted into the air by the wind and smashed into my face.

I grabbed a handful of grains and hit the plate.

After the five grains and yin qi collided in the air, a bright spark was set off, and the bowls and plates in the air fell to the ground, and the fireworks of the five grains burned all over the ground.

Grains, seemingly inconspicuous things, are essential for sacrificing to the gods in ancient times, especially when sacrificing to the shrine god Jiji. The five grains can't suppress evil spirits by simply doing the same, but mixing the grains together can fight ghosts.

The handful of grains I threw out couldn't repel the ghosts, but it was enough to make it angry.

It's like a superior person can disdain the clamor of ants, but if an ant spits in his face, no matter how good he is, no matter how high-status a person is, he will be furious.

Sure enough, after the five grains landed, the space in the corridor was violently distorted, and a ghost god wearing Confucian clothes walked in with a pale face: "Boy, you dare to offend the deity." ”

I picked up the dagger on the table, unhurriedly cut off a piece of raw meat and put it in my mouth: "Didn't you already see it?" Knowingly, interesting? ”

The ghost stepped on the grain on the ground and walked in front of me, leaving a black footprint on the ground with every step the ghost and god took. He was making a gesture to me, telling me clearly that he could not help the grain of the earth.

I said lightly, "You don't need to scare me. If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't be so procrastinating. ”

The Confucian ghost god suppressed his anger and said: "Boy, no one has dared to talk to me like this for many years, you ......"

I didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, then I looked up at the face of the Confucian ghost god: "You haven't been out of here for many years, right?" ”

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, I'll just tell you one thing now, I can get the ghost who made a contract with me to leave Baofeng Building. But I only need a ghost, do you understand? ”

After being stunned for a moment, the Confucian ghost laughed and said, "Boy, do you want us to kill each other? You're so tender for this trick. How many people, what do you say? ”

There was a ghost behind me and sneered, "What else can I do? Catch him skinning and cramping! ”

"Skinning cramps aren't enough! At the very least, you have to burn your soul with yin fire! The cold shout of a ghost came from above me.

The fourth ghost appeared in the corner of the wall without saying a word, just staring at me.

Immediately after the fifth, the sixth...... The eighth ghost god also appeared in turn.

I didn't even look at the ghosts, I still took the dagger and cut the raw flesh piece by piece and put it into my mouth.

The Confucian ghost finally couldn't help it: "Death is coming, you still want to make a contract with us, I really haven't seen this kind of person looking for death, give me death!" ”

The Confucian ghost raised his hand and grabbed the door in front of me, and when the other party's fingertips were less than half a foot away from me, a finger was cut off by a white light that suddenly rushed up in front of me.

The other party was shocked and angry, holding his severed hand and taking two steps back, I raised my head and smiled coldly at him: "You can't even break my formation, and you still want to kill me?" ”

As soon as I spoke, the eight throwing knives around me trembled at the same time, and a line of bright red blood flowed from the corners of my mouth.

Compared to the opponent in Confucian costume in front of me, I'm afraid that my appearance is more like a ghost.

"Take him!" Under the fierce shouting of the Confucian ghosts, all the ghosts and gods in the house attacked me at the same time, and the white light emitted by the eight flying knives was like a cage made of steel knives, which not only blocked the attack of the ghosts and gods, but also imprisoned me in it.

As the sword light flickered around me, I had roughly come to the conclusion that the strength of these ghosts and gods was limited, and that in this building, they could only exert the same strength as the powerful ghosts. The only difference is that they're harder to clean up than the ghosts.

The Nine Princes said: Whether I can contract ghosts and gods is a life and death game that depends on my luck, and it will never be an exaggeration, there must be a more serious crisis in Baofeng Building.

I was thinking about it, but I heard the Confucian ghost shouting, "Get him in the middle and let the eldest sister clean him up." ”

As soon as the other party's shouts fell, I felt as if the space I was in had been moved in a certain direction, and even the person with the throwing knife moved to the middle of the room.

When I looked down, eight ghost hands stretched out from under the floor at the same time, all holding the handle of the throwing knife.

The moment the ghost hand came into contact with the flying knife, the spirit rune on the knife burst into flames, and the eight ghost hands suddenly smoked everywhere, and the strange sound of the fire burning through the human skin was endless.

The ghost god who wants to pull out my flying knife should be the eight-armed woman who was nailed to the door of Baofeng Building. My current position is right above her head.

The Confucian ghost sneered: "Boy, when the eldest sister pulls out the knife, I see how you will die?" ”

"Thank you for helping me find the strongest ghost, you're useless!" I put the hand hidden under the table on the table, and the magic seal in my hand suddenly activated: "Qi Gate Forbidden Technique, Stone Grinding Hell!" ”

As soon as I fell, a huge grinding disc fell from the sky, and the sound of the stone mill rotating also filled the audience in an instant. Half of the eight ghosts and gods around me were swept into the stone mill on the spot, although the other party was struggling desperately, but he couldn't escape the shackles of the stone mill, watching himself be devoured by the stone mill inch by inch, and finally only a few human hands stretched out outside the grinding eye were grabbing in vain in the air.

The remaining ghosts and gods turned around and wanted to run, but they were sucked by the stone mill, and no matter how they struggled, they could only be dragged backwards by the suction of the millstone.

The Confucian ghost god shouted desperately: "You let me go, I am willing to conclude a contract with you." ”

"No, you don't!" I said coldly, "It's not the strongest ghost god, what use do I want from you?" ”

"I am willing to conclude a master-servant contract with you!" When the Confucian ghosts and gods reach the moment of life and death, how can they take care of any dignity? Even the master-servant contract was moved out.

I refused again: "I don't need your contract, you better wait for death!" ”

A few seconds later, the Confucian ghost god was pulled to the edge of the grinding disc, and one foot was also sucked into the grinding eye, and the phosphorus fire under the grinding disc suddenly doubled. It seems that the cultivation of Confucian ghosts and gods should be the top one among these ghosts and gods, no wonder other people want to listen to his orders.

The Confucian ghost god screamed: "If you kill so many ghosts and gods, aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Netherworld?" ”

"Do you think there's any point in threatening me now?" I said lightly, "However, if you can answer some of my questions, I may consider sparing your life." ”

The Confucian ghost and god hurriedly said: "You say, you can ask anything." ”

I snapped, "Who controlled my dreams during the day?" ”