Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

The second floor of the old teaching building, the lights that occasionally light up can illuminate the dense ghosts, I fell to the ground, and I could vaguely see the shadows surging on the wall. Damn, I had already solved Qi Qi, I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of these little ghosts in the end, it was really an unacceptable reality, it would be too cowardly to die like this. It's like you were robbed by a few villagers on the way after robbing a bank. The ghost bone was more than one meter in front of me, and it was difficult to hook it with my arm after stretching it several times. Maybe it would be possible to move my body over. But after getting the ghost bone, would I still have the strength to deal with them? Isn't this a problem? Chen Zhihao came behind me first, looking at my back,

The desire in his eyes grew bigger and bigger.

Just as I tried my best to hook the soul bone with my fingers, an old, shriveled hand suddenly appeared in my sight,

This hand took the lead in picking up the soul bone,

Sizzle...white smoke continued to rise from the contact surface between the palm of that hand and the soul bone,

as if it was grabbing a red-hot iron rod with its hand.

You can even see the veins popping up and the arm trembling after getting the soul bone.

Although my mind was disordered, I still recognized some of it. This person is a ghost!

Is he crazy? A ghost actually used his hand to hold the soul bone of the evil nemesis?

To take away my weapon?

It shouldn't be that serious.....

The soul bone left the ground in the white smoke and rose.....

"What do you guys want to do to my benefactor!".

A familiar roar resounded on the second floor, echoing layer by layer.

The man swung the white bone stick in an arc close to the full moon.

Any evil spirits touched by the wronged soul bone were like hot irons falling on their flesh and blood. Many ghosts wailed and retreated.

Chen Zhihao hit him on the head with a stick in the front, and he flew several meters away.

I gradually moved my sight upwards, and then I saw the man clearly, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

Old man?

Bald head, hooked nose, isn't he the old man of the mayor's family who I met when I was looking for the old rooster?

Why is he here?

But what struck me more was that he was still holding the wronged soul bone tightly,

Shrunk, hunched body only reached my shoulders, loose skin piled up together, and the body was also ups and downs.

The pale rod was burning its evil body all the time, and white smoke was accompanying it.

An old hand was so determined to hold it tightly...

I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Old man, let go!"

"You can't hold that thing!".

The little ghosts would run away if they were just touched by the wronged soul bone,

but the old man actually held it in his hand. You know, he is just an ordinary ghost.

The old man looked at me, and his almost translucent face squeezed out an extremely resolute expression,

"Don't worry, the old man will definitely take you out!".

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out and waved the wronged soul bone to repel the ghosts who were ready to move.

Just waving a few times,

his body became closer to transparent, and he was half-kneeling on the ground powerlessly.

Clang...Clang...The wronged soul bone fell from his hand.

The old man spread out his right hand, the skin on his hand was rotten beyond recognition, and the arm was already translucent.

He gritted his teeth and trembled as he continued to reach for the wronged soul bone.

Sizzle, sizzle... He picked up the wronged soul bone again under the white smoke.

"Whoever wants to exchange ghost life for ghost life, come up and try, a bunch of little ghosts taking advantage of others' misfortune."

Pointing at the wronged soul bone one by one, the little ghosts in the old teaching building did not escape, but they did not rush forward again.

Facing these ghosts, the old man retreated to my side and helped me up with great effort:

"Don't worry, even if the old man risked his life, he would definitely save you, my benefactor."

It's hard to imagine an old man helping a strong young man.

My weight of more than 100 pounds was all pressed on that shrunken body.

Even if the old man is not a human, he is not a powerful ghost, not to mention that he has been holding the wronged soul bone.

The old man forced a smile: "It seems that I came at the right time this time"

"I was thinking of waiting for my benefactor outside, but I can't wait any longer. After all, this place is not auspicious."

"Now I am very happy, and I am glad that I came in... This old body can also be put to use."

He supported me and walked towards the stairs. The bones of the wronged souls in his hands were also a good deterrent.

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But I don't want such threats. The sizzling sound is always in my ears.

The old man's voice is getting weaker and weaker. Isn't it a torture for me?

"Old man, give me the bone stick...".

He didn't say anything and continued to support me.

When we walked down the stairs, he shouted faintly: "Go down... Go down the stairs, be careful."

I almost bit my lips and shouted in a commanding tone: "Give me the bone stick!"

"You will disappear... Completely shattered!...".

The old man ignored my words and muttered to himself:

"If I hadn't met you yesterday, my grandson would still be dead in the wild"

"My benefactor is a good man, how can you let a good man die so young, damn God"

"When I first saw my benefactor, I felt that my benefactor would never be an ordinary person, so my benefactor must not die in such a place, in the hands of such a little devil"

"If my benefactor dies in front of me, how can I have the face to reincarnate?".

I felt like something hard was stuck in my throat, and I saw the old man's disappeared little finger in my peripheral vision:

"Old man, throw it away..."

"Don't hold that damn thing anymore..."

"That's enough".

The old man laughed to himself:

"Don't underestimate the old man"

Perhaps it was because of the pain, his smile seemed so forced.

"Enough!"

I don't know where I got the strength from, I snatched the wronged soul bone from his hand.

I turned my head and stared at the wandering souls watching me.

They are like giant lizards in the wilderness. After biting you with their mouths full of poison, they will not attack you again, but wait for you to die of poison before enjoying their feast.

If I fall again, the ghosts behind me will definitely swarm over again.

So even if I have to hold on, I must stand and walk out of the old teaching building.

The old man was so weak that he could hardly speak, and his right arm had disappeared.

Now we are completely supporting each other.

The figures of an old man and a young man groped in the dark, taking unknown steps towards the dimness.

Because the flashlight was broken, we didn't know where we were now and what we should pay attention to.

All we can do is keep going down.

After walking for a few more minutes

Dang...My head hit a hard steel object, and the clang echoed continuously.

The old man forced a smile and said, "We're on the first floor."