Ghost Domain One by One

Rotten bones, mournful spirits, sinful blood.

It's a place of death.

Under the blood moon of the demon, the crimson moonlight poured over this boundless ghost domain, full of ghosts, and hundreds of ghosts walked at night.

Suddenly, a black mist appeared on the land, accompanied by a little girl with white eyes and white clothes stained with blood.

The little girl stepped out of the black fog in one step, but as if she had opened some mechanism, the undead and imps wandering around were all scattered in shock.

Soon, a "vacuum zone" appeared.

The little girl giggled, as if she was accustomed to this, she held a humanoid skull in her left hand, and a misshapen white bone in her right hand, and the white bone hit the skull, but it was not a crisp blow, but a creepy grinding sound.

"Hiss one by one"

"Giggle, cluck, one by one"

"Hee-hee, it's fun, it's fun. ”

The little girl grinned, her arc stiff, revealing her white teeth. She hummed merrily as she beat her skull:

"In the middle of July, open the door of ghosts,

The ghost door opened and the ghost came out.

Ghost bitter yo sells beans/tofu,

Beans/rotten eggs which knock eggs.

Egg egg knock,

There's an older brother sitting inside,

My brother came out to the grave,

Hanging from a tree can't come back!"

"Hee-hee~hee-hee~"

"Oops!"

The little girl who was laughing suddenly let out a wail, only to see a black chain appear on her ankle at some point, tripped over the chain, she leaned forward, and successfully made close contact with the earth, at the same time, an angry voice came from behind

"Xiao Qi! What kind of demon are you doing! Don't sleep at night to disturb the old man's dreams, you, you unfilial son, it's just angry old man!"

Xiao Qi got up from the ground in a daze, she looked at the ghost old man in front of her, her mouth was deflated, and she was so aggrieved: "Woo wow grandpa! You bully me again!"

The old ghost was on a white bone cane, and he raised his hand and rewarded a corn.

Xiao Qi held his head in his hands and complained pitifully: "Didn't I think that the annoying people of Taiqing Sect were coming again, and I wanted to practice to scare them, why not!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the ghost elder didn't say anything, when suddenly a ghost wind blew, bringing countless and chaotic sounds.

It seems that there are dense ghosts and monsters secretly hiding between this heaven and earth.

"What? They're here again?"

"Oh, counting the days, it seems to be about the same. ”

"Isn't it good to be here, to be honest I've been a little hungry lately. ”

"God, what the monks are like...... Gee. ”

"Don't talk about it, I seem to have smelled the delicious smell. ”

"You can also hear the sound of blood gushing under the arteries, oh, that's wonderful. ”

"I can't wait, one by one"

The wind is howling, and all ghosts are happy.

Just because of one by one

[They will only cheer for the sorrow of the dead, and will only rejoice for the flowers on the other side, they are the outcasts of this heaven and earth, and they come from the ghost domain one by one. 】

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Taiqing Sect.

Yan Qing stopped a disciple who came out of the bamboo hut and clenched his fists slightly.

"This senior brother, may I ask if Senior Brother Jiang in this bamboo house is there?"

The disciple saw that Yan Qing's demeanor was humble and his posture was noble and elegant, so he didn't care about the other party's slightly cold tone, and smiled politely: "This junior brother, I'm afraid you remember wrong, this bamboo house has not yet had an owner. ”

Yan Qing's fist clenched.

"Then dare to ask the senior brother, is there a senior brother surnamed Jiang Ziyu in this bamboo garden? The junior brother is entrusted by someone and urgently needs to see that person. ”

The disciple shook his head: "No. Don't say that it's this bamboo garden, and I haven't heard of any senior brother surnamed Jiang in the sub-generation. ”

"That should be a mistake on the part of the junior brother, thank you senior brother, it was the junior brother who bothered me. ”

Seeing the disciple go away, Yan Qing retracted his gaze and let go of his hand, and blood suddenly flowed down his palm.

Yan Qing didn't seem to hear of it.

It was as if he had become a puppet with a string, and he was manipulated soulless to the bamboo door.

The blood-stained hand covered the bamboo door and stroked it gently, as if caressing the lover's cheek.

He muttered, "Jiang Yu...... Jiang Ziyu ......"

Since he is a disciple of the Zizi generation, then ......

"Five years...... Up to five years ......"

You will definitely appear in front of me.