I’m Being Held Captive by Demons

In the blood-filled yard, there was another shrill scream.

The purple and blue ghosts each opened a black wine jar, dragged out the miserable evil ghost twisted into the shape of long and narrow twisted gluten, and stuffed them into their mouths to chew.

As the two evil spirits chewed, a gloomy ghostly air spread in the yard.

Kong Ning and Wan'er in the dark room couldn't help feeling their scalps tingling.

These two evil ghosts outside are fierce and infiltrating, and they are several times more terrifying than the ghost doctor Zhang Zhong.

Fortunately, Kong Ning's illusion concealed the aura of the two of them. If the distance is far, they are not worried that the two evil spirits will notice that there are people in the house.

And there are still seven or eight black wine jars placed in the corner of the courtyard wall, enough for the two evil spirits to eat.

Sure enough, the two evil spirits sitting under the dead tree had no intention of entering this dark room at all. They have been sitting under the dead tree, constantly pulling out the evil spirits from the wine jar, chewing and swallowing them.

The shrill screams sounded continuously, and the hairs stood on end.

But Kong Ning still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, even as the two evil spirits kept uncovering one black wine jar after another and devouring the evil spirits inside, Kong Ning couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

And the source of his anxiety happened to be the two evil spirits in front of him!

Because Kong Ning has already noticed a very important thing, that is, these two evil spirits eat in a hurry!

Whether it's the tone of speech or the action of swallowing, they all look extremely impatient, and they don't dare to stop at all. And while they were eating, they looked up at the sky from time to time, as if they were worried about something terrifying.

But the ghost market is obviously empty, so what are these two evil ghosts afraid of?

In other words, why did the ghost doctor Zhang Zhong and these two terrifying ghosts of unknown origin appear in the ghost market that was so empty that there was no ghost?

Why didn't these three ghosts disappear with the group of evil spirits in the ghost city?

In Kong Ning's heart, he became more and more anxious.

Because the strength of these two evil spirits is obviously higher than that of Kong Ning.

Even they need to be afraid of the existence of fear, and it is definitely not something that Kong Ning can provoke.

But Kong Ning had no idea what these two evil spirits were afraid of! I don't even know the truth about this ghost city!

At this moment, there is only one thing he can be sure of.

That is, the longer you stay in this weird underworld, the more dangerous it will be!

And in the yard, the two evil spirits sitting under the dead tree and eating non-stop have already opened six wine jars in a row.

At the foot of the courtyard wall, there are only three wine jars left.

The thick, indigo-colored ghost said with a ferocious face, Damn Zhang Zhong hasn't come back yet! What happened?

The indigo-colored ghost looked out of the courtyard door, and nervously looked at the dark night sky above.

The chunky purple devil walked to the corner, picked up two black wine jars, and said, Don't worry about so much, eat first. If Zhang Zhong doesn't come, we can't wait for him. There is only one chance in a year. Time is precious and we cannot let it go.

The short, fat evil ghost sat down with the black wine jars in hand, handed one of the wine jars to the green ghost, and said, Hurry up, the hour is almost over. We should leave after eating this jar, and if we delay, maybe I can't go anymore!

Zi Gui was also obviously in a hurry, as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to unseal the wine jar.

But the green ghost next to it suddenly stretched out its ghost claws and stopped it.

No! We can't eat any more! The indigo ghost said anxiously: That old boy Zhang Zhong is more greedy than anyone else. Every time in the past, when Zhongyuan swallowed ghosts, it was afraid that we would eat too much and never eat it. Will be so late and still not come.

I suspect something has happened to it!

As the green ghost said, he looked up nervously at the dark night sky, and then said: So we can't touch the remaining three altars!

If something really happened to Zhang Zhong, then we have to move that thing out as soon as possible. We can't leave that thing in the ghost market.

Without Zhang Zhong guarding that thing, this courtyard will be devoured once the Zhongyuan Festival passes. We will never be able to catch ghosts and devour them during the Zhongyuan Festival!

As Qinggui said, he directly threw away the unsealed black wine jar in his hand, looking gloomy and anxious towards the dark room where Kong Ning was.

At that moment, Kong Ning's heart sank suddenly, secretly thinking something was wrong.

What is the that thing that the green ghost said...? Is it just hiding in this dark room?

And that thing has something to do with them catching ghosts and devouring them?

He also specifically emphasized the Ghost Festival... Could it be that these three evil ghosts only have the opportunity to come to the ghost market to catch ghosts during the Ghost Festival, and not on weekdays?

Why? Could it be that the ghost market is not open on weekdays?

There were 10,000 question marks in Kong Ning's heart, and the two evil ghosts, one blue and one purple, had agreed, put down the wine jar in their hands at the same time, and came towards the room where Kong Ning was.

Wan'er beside Kongning trembled suddenly.

The girl subconsciously wanted to hold Kong Ning's hand, a little scared.

Fortunately, Kong Ning saw the opportunity quickly and avoided it in time, so that the little girl didn't touch it—you touch my hand again, how can I explain to the scorpion spirit when I go back?

Under the cover of the illusion, the two of them completely shrank in the corner, not daring to move.

And the door of the pitch-black house was kicked open by the evil spirit.

The gloomy dead air instantly poured into this pitch-black room.

Under the thick blood light everywhere in the courtyard, Kong Ning vaguely saw the general situation of this dark room.

empty...

There is only one word to describe this dark room, and that is empty.

No bed, no furniture, nothing but walls, a real house.

Only on the mud floor in the center of the room was a black sword sticking out.

The shape of the sword is simple and unsophisticated, it is not known what material it is made of, even the blade is black, without the slightest edge. What's more, the sword was stuck in the middle of the room, and the two kendo monks, Kong Ning and Wan'er, didn't even notice it.

It wasn't until two evil spirits came in through the door, through the blood seeping in from outside, that the appearance of the sword was vaguely seen.

Kong Ning's eyes were slightly confused.

And the two evil spirits who kicked in the door looked straight at the long black sword stuck in the center of the room. Obviously this sword is the thing they want to transfer.

Zi Gui, who was covered in purple with a smile on his face, said, This Spirit-Suppressing Sword is extremely lethal, and the two of us brothers have to hold it together.

The purple ghost greeted him in advance, as if he was afraid of this long, pitch-black sword that had no sword energy at all.

The green ghost on the side nodded and said: It's natural, we two brothers work together to minimize the damage.

After finishing speaking, the two ghosts looked at each other with some reluctance in their eyes.

Obviously, even if the situation is imminent, they are not willing to touch the black sword.

However, time was running out, and something had happened to Zhang Zhong. Even if ten thousand of these two ghosts were unwilling, they had to do it.