Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

The sound of the water dripped down, and the water was still flowing.

Tick-tock...tick-tock...

The dazzling red liquid kept dripping on the ground, and it was difficult to stop it even if I covered my throat tightly with my hands.

My palms were completely stained with blood red, and my clothes on my chest were also covered with blood.

Clang... The bronze horizontal sword fell to the ground,

I groped for gauze in my pocket with my free hand.

The skin ghost's facial features were distorted by anger, and the big hole on his face opened. Several faces inside couldn't help showing angry expressions.

"He's using this trick again!"

"He's using this trick again!"

"Don't you want to live?"

"Why is she on this guy, and on a madman?"

Although it cursed verbally, its eyes were not idle.

Even though its pupils were hit hard, it still forced them open and looked around with bloodshot eyes.

He cut her throat, she will definitely appear!

She will definitely appear and kill me.

This nervous look is completely different from when it met me. Now it looks like a person who is in deep panic and in danger of life.

I am very satisfied with this. I roughly wrapped gauze around my neck. It is not that I don’t want to die, but that my death will be valuable only after witnessing the death of the skin ghost.

I sneered:

"What are you looking for with such vigilance?"

"Are you looking for her?"

"I know where she is, do you want to know?"

The skin ghost didn't respond to me, but because of my words, its mood was a little unstable.

The skin on its body bulged, and the skin in the hole was ready to move.

I shook my head and kindly reminded: "You might as well look back."

This sentence suddenly made the ghost's head explode with coldness. It then realized that there was a strong chill and murderous intent behind it.

No need to look back, it can see it from the reflection of my pupils.

Behind it, in front of the moonlight of Huarong, a woman wearing half a red cloth and a festive red wedding dress appeared strangely in the middle of the night.

Silently, the woman did not move, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, and the bloody lips under the red cloth could not be covered even by the night.

She was peaceful here like a statue, like a bride sitting on a wedding bed waiting to be married.

But such a statue made the ghost creepy, and the skin on his face cracked layer by layer.

"She is behind me? When?"

"This woman is too weird."

The ghost was shocked for a second or two and forced himself to calm down, rushing to take the initiative.

It changed the shape of the shadow under its feet, and the four or five human skins surrounded Ma Qing as if they were alive.

I looked at Ma Qing and shrank my head. Although I could see her on the 14th of every month, I always tried to hide from her.

Now I was afraid to meet her face to face. At the same time, Ma Qing's appearance gave me a sense of stability and confidence.

From the time I knew about Ma Qing's existence until now, Ma Qing has never encountered an opponent. I can't guess where her upper limit is, but I can find out her bottom line.

In order to ensure that the skin ghost can be killed this time, I can only call her to appear.

After all, I had made an agreement with her at the beginning. She should want to take action against the skin ghost.

Those four or five human skins have no ability. They are just ordinary human skins, which are used by the skin ghost as shields.

Facing those human skins, Ma Qing was not interested in them. She rolled the slender fingers stacked on her lower abdomen.

The four or five human skins stopped instantly. As she rolled her fingers,

these human skins twisted in different directions, as if they were caught and twisted by countless big hands.

When her fingers stopped, the human skins were twisted beyond recognition, and it was impossible to stretch them out.

The ghost's shadow manipulation was meaningless.

The ghost's eyelids twitched, and the skin between his eyebrows suddenly began to sink inward, like sand sliding down in an hourglass.

Its entire skin sank inward and slid down toward the opening between his eyebrows, as if the opening had swallowed the skin.

After the skin of the 18 or 19-year-old boy was retracted into the opening, the ghost now looked like a thin woman with a face full of resentment.

The woman's aura was not weak, and it felt familiar to me.

I suddenly thought of the flowery old lady in Qinglong Temple, and then thought about the rumors that this place was haunted before and the ghost's words.

It is not difficult to guess that this ghost should be the original ghost of Hongxing Hotel, the evil ghost who had no intention of harming people.

This ghost did not lie, and it even promoted itself in the name of the four ghosts.

The skin-covered ghost wearing the skin of a fierce ghost can be said to be full of momentum.

Indeed, among the four types of ghosts, except for the mysterious big evil,

only the second type of fierce

Ghosts are more fierce and have style.

The third type of big evil mostly relies on rules.

The evil ghost relies on hatred, but after the skin ghost puts her on as a skin, it seems to avoid the condition of hatred.

The black air like silk smoke appears from her side, and her hands have sharp and black fingers,

Twisted, only the slender red shadow of Ma Qing is left in her resentful eyes,

"Die!".

The scream like a needle piercing the eardrum spreads, and the cups and windows on the table inevitably have cracks.

She turned directly into a black mist that continued to dissipate and attacked Ma Qing, which was somewhat similar to the smoke ball she exhaled.

The black air that dissipated in an instant always remained behind her,

The resentful face was looming in the black air, and the hands were also covered with black air.

I have some understanding that the harm of evil ghosts is not worse than that of big evil, but the evil ghost is too directional, but the skin ghost breaks this limitation by wearing skin.

This skin may be more difficult than the big evil just now.

The skin-covered ghost, wearing the skin of an evil ghost, was very close to Ma Qing. Anger suddenly appeared in her resentful eyes.

Because only when she got closer could she feel that the woman in the strange red wedding dress was not looking at her at all.

Even if she attacked with the skin of an evil ghost, she couldn't get more attention.

In the eyes of this woman, she seemed not even a fly.

This anger made the black air around her reach to a higher level, almost swallowing up a whole person.

She finally came to Ma Qing and faced Ma Qing's face hidden under the red cloth.

She waved her claws resentfully, and the black air rolled up her fingers and pressed together.

I just frowned, and suddenly I saw Ma Qing stretched out her hand at some point.

Her palm was facing down, and her thumb, ring finger, and little finger were closed, leaving only two fingers straight.

When the ghost's claws were less than two fists away from her face,

she turned her hand over, palm facing up,

the light cold wind blew across her red cloth but failed to stir up a big wave, the ghost's hand stopped one fist away from her face, completely stopped.

Ma Qing pursed her red lips, raised two fingers, and turned her hand up together,

Sizzle... In one second, the ghost's skin was torn and twisted in different directions,

when her fingers were completely pointing upwards,

the ghost's skin was torn into two halves, falling to the ground like a rag, and the dense black air around it dissipated,

only the ghost wearing the skin of a stranger was left standing there stupidly.