In folklore, there are three lamps on the human body, or three fires, which are the yang flames on the human body, on the left and right shoulders and on the top of the head.

The vigorous yang fire represents the vigorous yang energy, and the ordinary ghosts don't even dare to get close; In the same way, people with weak yang fire and weak yang energy are easy to provoke ghosts.

Needless to say, the sun shines brightly during the day, but at night, especially when walking at night, the sun fire can be easily reduced. For example, if someone calls you by name or taps you on the shoulder, don't say yes, let alone look back.

If you agree, the yang fire will be weaker; If you turn back, your own snort will extinguish the yang fire on your shoulder.

Wang Yu looked ahead, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Although he couldn't see any changes in front of him, he could clearly feel that the temperature around him was decreasing, and a cold aura had penetrated into his body from all around, and then towards his right hand.

He knew that when he turned back just now, he had blown out the yang fire on his left shoulder, and these cold qi were going to the yang fire on his right shoulder, and when the yang fire on his right shoulder was worn out, his own yang qi was weakened by half.

At that time, it was my own death!

Wang Yu was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of thin slacks, and no socks on his feet, just stepping on a pair of slippers, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and the cold atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger, so he couldn't help but shiver.

Xu is this shiver, which makes the ghosts feel that the time has come!

The xenon lamp, which was supplied from nowhere, began to flicker like an unstable voltage, and between light and darkness, Wang Yu saw a figure emerge from the dome, from the side wall, and from the ground.

They didn't come out like they were peeling through the soil, but little by little, as if through a wall, without hands or feet, like mushrooms after a rain, they came out naturally.

Under the illumination of the xenon lamp, although Wang Yu was a little short-sighted, he could also see clearly that there was no shadow of these "people" drilled out.

These are not people, they are ghosts!

The ghost that came out did not pounce on Wang Yu like a hound that saw its prey, but floated towards him step by step, as if walking.

These ghosts are tall and short, fat and thin, male and female.

Some of them wore miner's hats and shabby clothes;

Some wore small watches with large gold chains and various tattoos on their bodies;

Some wore colorful clothes and dyed hairstyles;

Some were carrying school bags and school uniforms, etc......

All kinds of ghosts, all kinds of ghosts, all of them, the only thing they have in common is their miserable white faces, plus only the whites of their eyes, which makes them look very sluggish.

Wang Yu looked at these slowly approaching ghosts, and felt more and more that something was wrong, according to the background combined with the information left by the Pinglu monk, the big boss was sealed by the Pinglu monk after killing thirteen workers.

But these ghosts in front of me, not only thirteen, just count them, there are thirty-three!

Those ghosts with miners' hats should be the construction team workers who dug up the ghost and were killed.

What the hell about the other ......

Wang Yu looked at their costumes, and vaguely had the truth in his heart: they were those who were chosen by the spiritual realm to come here to obtain apostolic qualifications, and died here.

After those people died, they were not refreshed, but like those workers, they were transformed into ghost servants by ghosts.

Doesn't that mean that you might soon be one of them?

Wang Yu looked at these ghosts that were getting closer and closer, and he only felt that his scalp was numb, and goosebumps appeared all over his body, but he still took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself down a little.

At the same time, the brain is also spinning rapidly.

If it is written according to the monk Pinglu, you only need to memorize the Heart Sutra within an hour, and you can spend the night peacefully, and when the sun rises the next day, you will naturally be safe.

Then why are so many people who came to this spiritual dungeon dead?

Wang Yu looked at the ghosts dressed as thugs in the ghost group.

Women and students don't carry lighters with them, but if these guys say they don't smoke, he really doesn't believe them.

In other words, he had already sensed that there was something wrong with this copy, and even if he lit the candle and memorized the scriptures, he would still die!

Something must have gone wrong.

But where is it?

Although the group of ghosts moved slowly, the distance between the two was not far, and as he racked his brains and meditated, they had already reached a distance of about two meters from him.

But the strange thing is that these ghosts stopped two meters away, and they didn't rush up as Wang Yu imagined, but just stared at him with only the whites of their eyes, staring straight at him.

Wang Yu looked at these ghosts who stopped halfway and stared at him "salivating", and felt very uncomfortable.

His current feeling is like playing a pesticide game, his own five-person group is wiped out, and the five people on the opposite side with three-way dragon soldiers hit the crystal, but they just don't light the crystal, but dance back to the city at the gate of the spring.

It's worse than losing the game outright!

Just when Wang Yu was swaying between letting go or stealing his life, a light voice came from behind the group of ghosts:

"Huh? You don't have the yin and yang of Taoism, nor the righteousness of Confucianism, nor the Buddha light of those bald donkeys. It seems that it is just an ordinary ordinary person, how did he quietly kill my ghost servant? ”

When the voice came, the group of ghosts silently floated to both sides, and there was a road in between, and then they turned around, facing the middle, and the waist that had been slightly bowed directly bent down, like slaves welcoming the arrival of their master.

At this end of the road is Wang Yu, and at the other end of the road is a beautiful woman.

She looks like she is in her twenties, wearing a bright red cheongsam, the cheongsam is embroidered with gold thread and peony flowers, and the already slim cheongsam is worn on her body, which highlights her bumpy figure to the fullest.

Although her face is also miserable, her eyes are large and bright, coupled with a goose egg face, a tall nose bridge, and a blood-colored cherry mouth, her pale complexion has become a plus.

The long hair was draped casually over the shoulders, with a little wavy at the end, and there were red high heels of ten centimeters on his feet, and the crystals inlaid on the shoes were about to blind Wang Yu's dog eyes.

With this figure, with this appearance, it is not too much to say that she looks like a country and a city.

"Eh, I ask you, how did you, an unarmed mortal, make that ghost servant disappear?" Seeing Wang Yu standing stunned, the female ghost couldn't help but pout, put her face up, and asked again.

"Huh?" Wang Yu already had the belief that he would die, but he didn't expect to meet such a beautiful female ghost before he died, and the whole person was stunned, and the female ghost asked again to make him sober up.

Looking at the pretty face that was close at hand, if he didn't know that she was a ghost, Wang Yu would want to kiss her directly.

But fortunately, reason still occupied the high ground, he smiled awkwardly, moved a few steps to the left against the wall behind him, and then said, "What the hell, I didn't even look at ...... just now"

Before he could say the words ghost servant, he himself was stunned, yes, he could see these ghosts.

The one who patted herself on the shoulder just now, if it was her ghost servant, she should be able to see it when she turned her head, but she didn't see it.

Now this female ghost is less than a meter away from herself, she is the meat on her chopping board, she has no need to lie to herself at all, what she said should be true.

That is to say, there was indeed a ghost servant who patted him on the shoulder just now, but he really didn't see anything when he turned around, which means that the ghost servant disappeared the moment he patted himself.

Wang Yu can be sure that he is indeed an ordinary person, and this bit of glutinous rice in his hand may have a bit of an exorcism effect, saying that he let a ghost disappear out of thin air, isn't this a basin?

However, it is true that he is an ordinary person, but if he says that there must be something unusual in him......

Wang Yu looked at his right hand that had been pulled out of the bag.

That could only be that thing.