People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of people.

This is a phrase that has been passed down in a previous life.

It's just that in the previous life, there were ghosts in the world, but it's hard to say, but there are really ghosts and ghosts in this world.

The above sentence, when it comes to this time and space, most of them are unadaptable, but Suningan clearly knows one thing, no matter whether the ghost is afraid of people or not, when you bump into those existences like now, you must not be afraid, you must overcome the instinctive fear, otherwise, there is only a dead end.

In the horror movies of the previous life, the one who died the fastest was often the one who was the most afraid.

The head rolled towards him, and the headless body was also walking towards him, but the speed was not too fast, and there was a cold air flow in the air, blowing directly, making people's brains stiff and their bodies heavy.

"Phew!"

Suningan shouted angrily.

The red crow's practice of the Formation Technique operates, burning qi and blood, and the whole body is like a furnace, and the hot white mist rises from the top of the head.

As a boy, he is also a nine-fold qi and blood, once the exercises are running, he is now like a furnace, full of yang energy, full of qi and blood.

Those yin qi were rushed by the burning qi and blood.

In an instant, they dispersed.

"Ahh

The rolling head on the ground let out a piercing scream, which pierced Suning'an's eardrums and swayed, but it was within the range of what he could bear.

He took a step forward and flew with a kick.

Like kicking a football in his previous life, he kicked the head away, flew more than ten feet away, and fell into the bushes in front of him.

Only then did he turn around and run.

As soon as he turned around, he realized that there was also danger behind him.

A foot away behind him, an iron tower-like figure was silently walking towards this side, and if he didn't turn around, he wouldn't be able to notice it.

There are tigers in front and wolves in the back.

Mortal Situation!

The temperature around it plummeted, and the air was cloudy.

"Phew!"

Su Ningan continued to burn his qi and blood, and rushed towards the black shadow.

The firewood knife in his hand slashed down, cutting through the cold air, like water and fire meeting, making a stabbing sound, and falling on the black shadow.

Empty and powerless, like slashing into the void.

What's the situation?

Suningan did not hesitate, his qi and blood continued to burn, reaching the highest point, and the whole person was like a rugby runner, his shoulders sank slightly, and he hit it directly sideways.

In the blink of an eye, it collided with a black shadow.

Thorn stab, stab, stab......

It's like the old wiring in the previous life that went wrong, the sound of the flickering electricity of the incandescent lamp.

Suningan felt like he had hit a resilient protective net, and there was a lot of resistance, and the more he moved forward, the more difficult it became.

It was as if it had collided with an iceberg, and the cold was overwhelming.

Qi and blood continued to burn, the whole body turned red, and the white mist rose.

The whole person erupted like a volcano, vowing to split the iceberg.

"Poof!"

Faintly, there was a soft sound in the void.

The resistance in front was completely eliminated, and the protective net was broken, as if breaking through a 3D virtual figure, Suningan smashed the tower-like black shadow and rushed over.

He didn't look back, ran all the way, and soon ran to the courtyard gate.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

He knocked the courtyard door and looked back into the alley.

Inside the alley, it was empty, only the blood-colored moonlight shrouded it, and the scene that had happened before was like a dream, no longer existing.

"Who?"

"It's me."

Su Ning'an's voice was a little dry.

"Wait a minute."

Suningan adjusted his breathing and forcibly pressed down the nervous and urgent emotions, without urging the people in the courtyard.

Panic won't solve anything.

He had to keep his composure.

After a while, the courtyard door opened.

Lan Junyan and Wang Taizhong stood behind the door, staring coldly at Su Ning'an.

"Where's Chai He?"

Lan Junyan asked.

"When I went out, I remembered that I had a rotten wooden box in my house, which could be dismantled and used as dry wood to boil a pot of water

Totally sufficient. ”

Su Ningan said lightly, and was about to step into the door.

"Wait a minute."

Lan Junyan stopped him.

He took out a jade pendant from the treasure bag on his waist and threw it to Suningan.

"And then."

Su Ningan took the jade pendant and looked at him inexplicably.

On the side, Wang Taizhong said.

"Xiao Su, this is Mingxinpei, a lot of weirdness can be turned into human form, ever-changing, difficult to prevent, this Mingxinpei can make them appear."

"It's just a routine!"

He explained with a dry laugh.

Seeing that the jade pendant had not changed, Lan Junyan took it back.

"Come in."

Wang Taizhong pulled Su Ningan and pulled him in.

Then, quickly close the courtyard door.

When he returned to the house, he used a firewood knife to chop the rotten wooden box into wooden strips, rolled it up and carried it to the kitchen, and lit the stove with Wang Taizhong and boiled hot water.

The roaring fire burns, keeping the cold of the night at bay.

"Brother Taizhong, have you ever bumped into those things?"

Suningan asked.

Wang Taizhong shuddered.

"Xiao Su, don't talk about this in the middle of the night."

After a pause, he continued.

"Your Taizhong brother is not so unlucky, he is really going to bump into it, most of the bones have turned into scum at this time, where can I still chat with you."

"What if you meet it, but run away? Will there be any consequences? ”

"Runaway?"

Wang Taizhong laughed.

"When you encounter those things, unless you get through the three levels of grinding skin and forging bones and refining dirty, you won't be able to run away at all, even if you run away, those guys will remember your breath, like maggots attached to the bones, you can't get rid of it!"

"Isn't that just death?"

Suningan frowned slightly.

"You can't say that, if you are a spiritual mage, you can also destroy these things, if it is a martial cultivator, as long as you can cultivate to the innate realm, you can also deal with it...... There is a saying that under the congenital nature, all are ants, and that's it! ”

"Oh!"

Su Ningan nodded.

"You ask this, is it a bad thing?"

Wang Taizhong joked with a smile.

"How so?"

Suningan smiled.

Soon, the water boiled, and one of them shared some hot water and went back to the house.

Maggots attached to the bones?

If that's the case, it's a bit of a problem.

After the previous encounter, Su Ning knew in his heart that if he was full of firepower and burned his blood and blood, for a while, those two guys couldn't help him, but even if he tried his best, he couldn't help those two guys and couldn't be killed.

It's still not strong enough!

Su Ningan kept blinking his eyes, feeling sleepy.

He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to enter the dream.

Suddenly, the temperature in the house plummeted, and it was a very special kind of cold, a cold that not only freezes your body, but also your brain.

Su Ningan hurriedly opened his eyes.

The blood-colored moonlight shone in through the broken window, and the room was blood-red.

On the left side of the bed, there was an extra pair of hands, a pair of hands that were so pale that they seemed to have no flesh and blood but white bones, and that hand was straining, making the bed board rattle, and it seemed that someone was poking his head out from under the bed, with black hair.

In the opposite corner, an iron tower-like figure suddenly flashed.

He was facing the corner of the wall, with his back to Su Ning'an, but strangely, Suningan felt that he was staring at him, quietly, gloomy.