The lighter in Ling Bai's hand is Zipp0 from the thrift market, which is highly imitation, very gorgeous, and very easy to use.

The flames rose and stood high, and the cold wind blew the flames left and right, but they could not blow it out.

"Look, how nice it is to use a windproof lighter!" Ling Bai smiled at the old lady with a blank face, squatted down, and lit the paper money in the copper basin.

After doing all this, I hid my merit and fame.

The old lady was dumbfounded, and the words "Who can help me" were swallowed back into her stomach.

"Uncle Zhang, look, I've turned back. Ling Bai turned around, and a young woman in a white dress was staring at him behind him.

The woman's face was pale, wearing only a thin white dress, and a pair of red slippers were dragged under her feet, and her white feet were exposed, shining with a strange brilliance in the night.

"Do you want me to come over?" Ling Bai said with a meaningful smile as he played with the zipp0 in his hand.

Snap,

Feet tight.

The old lady crawled over at some point, two withered old hands grabbed Ling Bai's thighs, looked up at him, and her voice was hoarse, "Can you help me?"

"Didn't I help you light the fire? What else do you need to help?" Ling Bai sighed, raised his right leg and kicked the old lady's chin, and asked, "Is that so?"

The woman in white, who had a quiet face, roared angrily, her face became extremely resentful, and she strode over. Her nails quickly stretched out and slashed through the air.

The old lady at her feet kicked out a big footprint in her face, but she still didn't let go, and grabbed Ling Bai's left leg tightly.

"Kind enough to help you, but you want to beat me, Uncle Zhang, you still don't come to help?" Ling Bai shouted.

At the same time, the long black nails of the woman in white had already scratched over.

The long black nails were swirled with black mist, and Ling Bai didn't dare to be careless, stretching out his strengthened index finger to block in front of him.

Duang

duangdaung

The woman in white waved her arm quickly, like Cheng biting Jin's three-plate axe, and she would ask for two drops of blood at once.

Ling Bai's index finger had been shaved by his fingernails, but he still stood like Optimus Prime, very strong.

"Man, never weak. Ling Bai shook his head and sighed.

Boom.

A strong wind came from behind, and the cold breath made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Ling Bai was unmoved, and when he looked back, 'Lao Zhang' had a blue face, like a blue-faced and fanged ghost, and he was holding half of a smashed stone slab in his hand, a little stunned.

"You hit me, then go ahead and kill me. Ling Bai smiled freely.

From the moment he saw the old lady under the street lamp, he knew that he might hit a ghost.

Lao Zhang, who suddenly appeared, the woman pretending to be an awakened person behind his back, the old lady, he was really unlucky tonight, he met three in a row.

Fortunately, the three ghosts are still very weak, as if they have just died.

"Are you a family?" Ling Bai glanced at the old lady who was looking up and roaring angrily at his feet, and then at the woman in white with a resentful expression in front of him, and finally threw the question to the 'old Zhang' behind him.

"Die, bald donkey. "'Lao Zhang' realized the strength of Ling Bai's body, dropped the stone slab, quickly approached, and hugged Ling Baixiong from behind.

"Yes, hold me tight. ”

"Good. Lao Zhang sneered and stretched out his sturdy arm around Ling Bai's neck.

"Force! I like to have a lot of strength!" Ling Bai closed his eyes.

The cold aura on his neck gradually dissipated.

There was a sudden silence around.

Ling Bai opened his eyes suspiciously, and found himself standing at the mouth of the alley opposite the Phoenix Hotel. On the streets, except for the howling cold wind, there was not even a single figure.

"Evil?"

He took two steps forward, and the scene before him was exactly the same as what he had just experienced.

The street lamps at the intersection ahead shone dimly under the lights, and several light-loving moths surrounded the lamps, turning heads and ears.

The only difference is that the copper basin under the street lamp has been lit, and there are large patches of paper money scattered on the road.

Airplanes.

The phone vibrates.

[A good eye is the right eye of Vajra, who sees everything and can distinguish right from wrong.] You have triggered the bounty quest [Ghost Thing], and you will receive the bounty item - Buddha Orb by completing the quest. ]

....

Who's dead?

Ling Bai frowned slightly, and walked to the first house in the corner on the right. The gray roller shutters were covered in dust, and a little yellow shimmer peeked through the cracks in the doors on the ground. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Bang bang,

The knock on the door was particularly dull on the empty streets.

The lights in the crack of the door go out.

Huh? Pretending to be asleep?

Ling Bai continued to knock.

"Who...... Who.... At... Knock on the door....." A slightly trembling voice sounded inside the door.

"It's only eight o'clock, don't be afraid. I'm a monk at the temple....."

Half-ringing, silent.

Then, the roller shutter creaked and was pulled up to about 1 meter high, and a human head poked out of it, and after seeing that Ling Bai was indeed a monk, he hurriedly beckoned him in.

Ling Bai bent down and walked in, and inside the door was a dry middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a dark blue coat and holding an old-fashioned flashlight in his hand, looking Ling Bai up and down at the uninvited guest.

"Monk, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter with the paper money outside the door, is anyone dead?" Ling Bai asked with a smile.

"Do you want to do things for his family? Now most people ask Taoist priests to do things, do you ....." The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Bai's handsome face full of collagen, "I guess it's hanging." ”

Ling Bai marveled at his brain circuit, and as soon as his heart moved, he climbed along the pole, "Yes, Lao Gu has been shy lately and wants to get an errand. ”

"Then you can ask for yourself, it's next door, three died in one night. The middle-aged man shrunk his neck and exhaled hot air from his mouth.

"Oh, how did you die?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, looked out the door, and said in a low voice: "I heard that it was all ... That thing.... Scared to death. ”

He didn't say it explicitly, but Ling Bai knew what he was talking about. The word "ghost" is generally taboo in conversation, and when you talk about ghosts at night, people are listening, and ghosts are also listening to them, and if the content of the conversation angers the wild ghosts listening around you, then you will be teased at the lightest, and some very strange accidents will happen if you are serious.

Click.

The light bulb on the ceiling flickered, startling the middle-aged man, and he hurriedly urged Ling Bai to go out.

"Thank you, donor. ”

After getting the information, Ling Bai also withdrew from the door with interest.

The roller shutter is gently pulled down and closed until there is only a gap.

The lights inside the door went out, and there was a dead silence all around.

Ling Bai walked out of the street and raised his eyes to look at the building next door.

It was a two-story bungalow, with a faint white light on the windows on the second floor, and occasionally a dark shadow could be seen walking through the curtains.

It's easy to do it if someone hasn't slept yet.

Ling Bai stepped forward and knocked the heavy iron door.

Bang bang, bang bang,

The rhythmic percussion echoes through the empty streets, sounding harsh and eerie.

The palm of his hand touched the iron door, and a biting chill instantly invaded his whole body.

Ling Bai closed his eyes and silently experienced this coldness to the bone.

Boom, boom, boom, the sound of high heels walking on the wooden floor sounded..........