Ghost Jigsaw: Send me a ghost every day

I only heard the sound of ghost blood flowing in Bai Ye's body, as if it was washing away something, and there was a faint dark purple under the ghost's skin.

After a while, the slightly scorched ghost skin regained its brilliance, showing a faint light in the thick fog.

Bai Ye looked at the fog that was still thickening in front of him,

He reached out and grabbed the fat man.

"go!"

After speaking, there was a compelling killing intent on his body, and the ghost-headed sword in his hand kept slashing towards the thick fog, gradually cutting a passage from the thick fog towards the mountain.

"boom!"

I only felt the mountain under my feet shaking for a while, and a huge monster with black mist condensed got out of the mist, blocking the passage and glaring at Bai Ye with big scarlet eyes.

"This is?!"

Fatty froze in place when he saw this huge monster. This thing was really huge, much bigger than any creature he had ever seen, like a small castle.

And at this moment, it still exudes a tyrannical coercion.

"This guy's strength should be at the level of impermanence. He is still so big. How much ghost energy can he gather?"

He heard Fatty mumbling behind him.

Bai Ye snorted coldly, and turned into an afterimage and quickly ran towards the black mist monster. During Bai Ye's running, the air was cut through, leaving a long trail in the mist.

The ghost skin on his body swelled and spread out against the wind, like a prison enveloping a giant.

"Roar!"

"Roar! Roar!"

I saw the giant kept making weird roars, tearing the ghost skin on his body like losing his mind.

Looking at the giant like a prisoner and trapped beast, feeling the killing intent gushing out of his body, he seemed to have a clear understanding of the first ability of the Midnight Butcher state in his heart, and Bai Ye unconsciously drew a sinister smile.

"The desperate lamb is always struggling fearlessly, but cannot escape the fate of being slaughtered!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Ye's figure accelerated again, and the ghost-headed sword in his hand danced into a ball in front of him, cutting the giant's body apart.

The giant's body was turned into two halves by the ghost, but Bai Ye was not satisfied, feeling the killing intent in his heart, ignoring the black mist that was desperately trying to get into his body, he inserted the ghost-headed sword into the giant's chest, stabbing his hands instantly The body that seemed to be solid into the giant was torn violently.

I saw the black giant's body split apart in an instant, and the moment the ghost skin returned to the body, the giant's shattered body was quickly engulfed by the mist.

In an instant, Bai Ye felt a gaze from the top of the mountain stay on his body for a moment, then disappeared.

Watching the thick fog in front of you gradually disperse a road leading to the top of the mountain.

"interesting."

Bai Ye looked at the fat man who gradually stopped coughing and returned to normal, with black mist gradually rising from his body, looked up at the direction of the top of the mountain, and chuckled lightly.

"It seems that the master on the mountain is waiting for us."

Chapter 105 Heavenly Master Chen Jinhuan

All the way to the top of the mountain smoothly, Bai Ye and Fatty came to a simple wooden door together.

The plaque on the top of the wooden door is engraved with three big characters of dragon, flying and phoenix dancing.

———Mist Junju.

The moment he saw the wooden door, Bai Ye's expression became a bit serious, and the temperature around him dropped.

"What's the matter, boss?"

Seeing Bai Ye's sudden change of breath in front of him, the fat man felt strange, looked around vigilantly, and asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't look easy here."

Hearing Fatty's voice, Bai Ye couldn't help but waved his hand when he came back to his senses, and walked towards the gate of Wujunju, reaching out to hold the stone ring on the door.

This wooden door is the same material as the sealed wooden box of the Ghost Bureau.

The thing sealed inside such a big wooden door here is definitely not an ordinary ghost.

No matter what is sealed, it is done.

Thinking of this, Bai Ye reached out and pushed the wooden door in front of him without any delay.

As soon as he touched the copper ring on the door, Bai Ye felt refreshed all over his body, as if he was bathed in the sunshine of spring.

But in a second, the feeling changed again, the temperature dropped sharply, and a chill rushed towards Bai Ye's right hand along the door knocker. In an instant, Bai Ye's right hand was wrapped in black mist, and even broke through the blockade of the ghost skin.

"Fuck."

"How is this going?"

The fat man's exclamation followed.

A violent ghost aura suddenly rose from Bai Ye's body, blocking the black mist outside and preventing the mist from corroding his body.

At the same time, his other empty left hand quickly raised, and slapped fiercely towards the gate of Wujunju.

bang~

A muffled sound came.

The tightly closed door trembled like a moan, and then slowly opened.

"This……"

Bai Ye was a little dumbfounded.

The door of Wujunju was opened so easily?

Before he could react, a figure slowly stepped out of Wu Jun's residence and appeared in his sight.

It was a man who looked about 30 years old, with a short beard and a green shirt.

The appearance is ordinary, except for a pair of eyes that are particularly bright, revealing depth and wisdom.

The moment he saw the man clearly, a trace of shock appeared on Bai Ye's face.

The aura emanating from this person, among all the people Bai Ye has met, only the old man from Hua Tianfu can compete with him.

And...even better!

Bai Ye didn't know how to describe this feeling, but felt that the other party's body was full of traces of time, calm and vast

"Is this Yan Luo's aura?" Bai Ye thought to himself.

"Young man, here you come."

The tone of the man in the blue shirt was extremely calm, and he glanced at Bai Ye.

Then he looked at the black mist still attached to Bai Ye's arm, and paused indiscernibly.

Bai Ye only felt that the blood in his entire arm seemed to have stagnated, circulating the ghost blood in his body, absorbing the black mist alive until he used it for his own use.

The man in green shirt in front of him invited Bai Ye and Fatty into the yard.

This Wujun residence is not very big, the furnishings are several generations ago, and there is nothing to eat when looking around.

When Bai Ye and Fatty came up, Father Chen gave a brief introduction.

This mountain is the ancestral land of the Chen family. It is said that the Chen family once produced a great power, who was firmly in the upper class among Yama, and lived on this mountain.

It's just that later that mighty man had a duel with his opponent. Although he narrowly won, he also hurt his roots and left the Chen family.

Since Da Neng left, the ancestral land has been sealed, and no one dares to come up except for occasional people worshiping at the foot of the mountain.

It is said that people worshiping at the foot of the mountain often died or disappeared recently, which aroused the vigilance of the Chen family and began to investigate the mountain.

Father Chen begged Bai Ye to come and help, so naturally he would not hide anything, there should be no living people on this mountain.

Although the person in front of him was thin and pale, he didn't look like he had been trapped on the mountain for a long time.

But he's not a ghost either.

There is only one possibility, he must be the remnant left by that mighty man.

It is said that when one reaches the level of Yan Luo, one can separate the remnants.

Bai Ye has never seen a Yan Luo-level powerhouse since he became a ghost master, so naturally he has never seen the so-called Cannian, all this is just Bai Ye's guess.

"What is your name?"

In order to confirm the thoughts in his heart, Bai Ye asked first.

"I am Chen Jinhuan."

"Chen Jinhuan?" The fat man almost dropped his jaw when he heard the name.

"Chen Jinhuan, the Celestial Master, is that Chen Jinhuan, the Celestial Master of the Chen family?"

Naturally, Bai Ye didn't know the name, so the fat man hurriedly explained.

"Old Chen, just scythe his father, he told me a lot when I rescued him and made a sworn brotherhood with him."

"Their Chen family is the descendant of Tianshi Chen Jinhuan!"

"Heavenly Master Chen Jinhuan, that strong man of Yan Luo, the one who must be happy to be happy in life!"

"I heard that he came and went as soon as he was called by wind, rain, thunder and lightning. He was the leader of the generation of ghost fighters at that time."

The fat man almost jumped up unhappily, but suddenly felt something was wrong, walked to Bai Ye's side, pointed to the man in the green shirt and asked.

"You fart, the Celestial Master left SH City a long time ago, how long has he been gone?"

"It might be dead."

The fat man was outspoken, but he didn't feel that he was presumptuous.

Bai Ye glared at Fatty, only then did Fatty realize that he had gone too far, after all, he couldn't beat the man in green shirt opposite him at all, and it was all up to Bai Ye to support the scene.

Seeing that the fat man said this, the man was not angry at all. He asked the two to sit down, and with a wave of his hand, he added three glasses of wine.

"That's right, Tianshi Chen Jinhuan, maybe he died drunk in some corner."

The man drank a glass and muttered to himself.

"And I, as his residual thought, might be forgotten by him."

Bai Ye knew that the other party was just a remnant, and his heart sank a lot. Although there were many ghost puzzles on his body, if he really became tough, he probably would have fallen here.

"If you don't mind, I'm a little curious about your story."

Bai Ye picked up the wine glass and drank it in front of the man, and the fat man followed suit.

If it weren't for the fact that wine can soothe your worries, the man in the green shirt hadn't spoken to anyone for hundreds of years, and he was eloquent when he talked.

"I am just a part left behind by Chen Jinhuan."

What the man in the blue shirt told at the beginning was the same as what Chen's father told Bai Ye. Chen Jinhuan beheaded his opponent and healed his wounds in the back mountain.

But what outsiders don't know is that due to the seriousness of the injury, there is no outstanding person by his side who can help the celestial master Chen Jinhuan to heal his injuries. Chen Jinhuan is too exhausted to cope alone.

Finally, one day, he couldn't suppress the riot of the ghosts on his body, and almost lost control and wiped out the whole family.

Naturally, Chen Jinhuan couldn't let such a thing happen, so he took out the jigsaw puzzle that caused the biggest riot in his body, asked his clansmen to get wood to seal the ghosts, and built Wujunju to seal the jigsaw puzzle.

Just in case, Chen Jinhuan split a cannian and stayed here to suppress the ghost puzzle.

When the matter here was over, Chen Jinhuan left alone to find a way to heal his wounds.

"Originally, he said that he would come back and take away the ghost puzzle after he found the way."

"But he has been gone for hundreds of years, and there is no trace so far."

The man in the blue shirt sighed and continued.

"At first I was able to suppress the jigsaw ghosts in the house, but as time went by, my strength became weaker and weaker."

"Maybe, as Cannian, I have reached the end of my life, and I can't control it."

"Unfortunately, I can't leave this wooden house."

"Otherwise, I'd like to find my teacher Chen Jinhuan myself."

"I'm also a part of him. Could it be that he has forgotten?"

Chapter 106 The clothes are all dry