don't touch my ghost

Hearing Zhang Han's trembling complete sentence, Ji Kai stopped in shock as a ghost.

"You mean... you and Zhang Wan's mother are buried here?"

While talking, Ji Kai had already stopped, and Zhang Han raised his eyes to look carefully at this place boldly.

Near midnight, the cemetery was pitch black, and a long-haired female ghost was wandering aimlessly with her head down, as if she was looking for something.

Zhang Han also looked carefully, and saw her chasing a few steps forward, bent down to pick up a round blood cell, raised her hand and pressed it into her eye socket.When the female ghost got up, she happened to meet Zhang Han's eyes, and stared straight at Zhang Han, a handsome man who is rare in the cemetery.

Zhang Han screamed in fright, closed his eyes hastily and nodded on Ji Kai's back, "Ah yes yes - my mother is also buried in this cemetery."

"Let's go...let's go and have a look." After hearing Zhang Han's answer, Ji Kai pretended to be calm on the surface and continued to search for scents, but a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart——Zhang Han's soul is not complete, Zhang Wan Being haunted by a ghost and taken to the cemetery, what kind of conspiracy is there...

Ji Kai didn't have time to think, the tip of his nose sharply smelled the same smell as that piece of decayed skin, Lin Qing was nearby!

He quickly located Lin Qing, and said to Zhang Han in a low voice, "He's right in front."

"In front?" Zhang Han looked up, although the cemetery at night was difficult to distinguish, and they all looked similar at first glance, but he still vaguely felt that it was his mother's tomb.

"What did he bring Xiaowan to my mother's place?" Zhang Han asked suspiciously.

"Hush——" Ji Kai gently put Zhang Han down behind a tombstone a little far away from Lin Qing, and the two bent down behind the monument, poking their heads out cautiously.

In the stillness of the night, even the moon hid in the dark clouds in shock. On the deadly cemetery, only Zhang Han's mother's grave was lit with a blue-yellow flame.

By the dim light of the blue-yellow flame, Zhang Han saw Zhang Wan who was kneeling in front of his mother's grave, "Xiao Wan!!" Zhang Han tried his best to restrain himself, and asked Ji Kai in a low voice, "What the hell is Lin Qing trying to do?" ?”

Ji Kai shook his head and whispered, "Don't act rashly, first see what he is going to do."

Zhang Han calmed down and looked over carefully, only to see Zhang Wan was kneeling in front of the grave to burn paper for his mother, and the blue-yellow flame came from it.Under the light of the fire, Zhang Wan stared blankly at the picture of his mother on the tombstone, mumbling something: "Mom, who do you think I am... Who am I?! Why am I not me anymore? why……"

The night wind blew over the girl's small whispers intermittently, making her voice seem extraordinarily confused and helpless in the wind.

Lin Qing, dressed in black, was like a bat in the dark night, floating forward silently from behind, lying on Zhang Wan's back, breathing lightly on her neck, and her voice regained the deliberately disguised magnetism : "Xiaowan, don't be afraid, I know who you are, look..."

Hearing the sound, Zhang Wan turned her head slowly. Lin Qing was holding a mirror in her hand, and the mirror was directly shining in front of Zhang Wan.Under the dim light of the fire, the blurred figure in the mirror was more terrifying than usual. It was Zhang Han's face...

"Ah - I don't want it!! It's not me! It's not!" The moment Zhang Wan saw the face in the mirror, Zhang Wan covered her head and screamed like crazy.

"Xiao Wan, be obedient." Lin Qing's voice was not heavy, but it carried a condescending and unquestionable tone.

Zhang Wan seemed to be bewitched by his voice, clutching the dress tightly with both hands and ten fingers, shivering and sitting on the ground, as if trying to control herself, but she didn't scream and struggle anymore.

Lin Qing stroked her hair in satisfaction, and raised the mirror again, but this time Zhang Wan seemed to be on guard, struggling to stand up and turn around to run before the mirror could see her.

Lin Qing seemed to have no patience, raised his thin but powerful hand, grabbed Zhang Wan's long hair, and pulled her back fiercely.

"Ah!!" The scalp was torn vigorously, and the burning pain made Zhang Wan cry out in pain.

"Xiaowan!!" Zhang Han endured the injury on his back and secretly clenched his fists.

Ji Kai reached out and patted Zhang Han's hand, signaling him to calm down, but he was also very anxious inside, secretly thinking about how to subdue Lin Qing with one blow before Lin Qing hurt Zhang Wan.After all, with his current spiritual power, if he can't take advantage of the sneak attack to subdue Lin Qing, there will be no chance of winning when he recovers.

The fire in front of the grave illuminated Lin Qing's rotten face. His face was impatient and impatient, but his voice softened strangely: "Xiaowan, don't cry, be obedient, look at who is in the mirror? You, who are you?" ?”

Zhang Wan was bewitched by the gentle voice again, resisting the pain in his scalp and stopped sobbing, looking at Lin Qing with pleading eyes.

However, Lin Qing didn't have the patience to caress the fragrance and cherish the jade. He supported the back of Zhang Wan's head with his thin hands, and said again with an orderly tone: "Be obedient, look in the mirror, and tell me, who are you?"

Tears rolled down from Zhang Wan's eyes, but she didn't dare to refuse Lin Qing anymore. She bit her lip and raised her head tremblingly, glanced at the mirror, then quickly lowered her head, and said in a very dazed way: " But it's not me... yes, it's him! It's him..."

Lin Qing raised the corners of his mouth habitually, and a large piece of borrowed human skin on his face fell off with his expression, exposing the entire cheekbones under his cheeks, but he still gently held Zhang Wan's shoulders, letting him She turned to the side of the mirror: "Good boy, then you are not you now, tell me, who are you?"

"I, I'm not me anymore... I am," Zhang Wan looked at herself in the mirror again with heavy eye makeup that was crying, and after a while, she suddenly revealed a fierce expression, and said sinisterly: "I am, Zhang Han."

Zhang Han, who was hiding behind the tombstone, felt as if his eardrum had been pricked by a needle, as if he didn't believe his ears at all, and was so startled that he poked there like a half piece of wood.

But Ji Kai's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered that in the old forbidden art book that was missing a page, there seemed to be an unclear record on the second side of the missing page, saying something like "a heart is like a rock, so it is true." No, if you are not determined, you are not. If you are not, you can take it."

At that time Ji Kai didn't understand it, but now he vaguely guessed something... and it was hard to figure it out for a while.

On the other side, Lin Qing suddenly let go of Zhang Wan's withered hand, and Zhang Wan lost her support and collapsed on the ground.Lin Qing raised his left hand to gather enough spiritual power, the soaring spiritual power gradually condensed in Lin Qing's hand like a blue wind ball, blowing his mottled and decayed skin flakes into pieces.

He stretched out his other hand to pick up Zhang Wan, and the blue wind ball in his left hand hit Zhang Wan's heart without warning.

Zhang Wan was hit by the wind ball, and her whole body floated up. The blue wind ball swelled up all over Zhang Wan, and fixed Zhang Wan in the air directly above her mother's grave. Zhang Wan struggled with all four limbs and frowned. , looks very uncomfortable.

And there was an extremely thin white thread wrapped in blue spiritual power in her body, which slowly leaked out from the place where her heart was hit, and fluttered towards Lin Qing's hand.