The ghost hooked

In the first hall of the underworld, Hei Wuchang finally returned.

Entering the hall of the first hall, Hei Wuchang bowed and called out, "King Qin Guang."

King Qin Guang looked up at the man, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!"

Hei Wuchang raised his right hand upwards slowly, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

The lower side of the bronze mirror is engraved with a talisman. I don't know who wrote it. The characters are crooked. On the upper side, where the mirror surface should be, it is full of bumps and holes. What's the use.

King Qin Guang retracted his fingers for a moment, and the bronze mirror flew into his hand.

I just got the bronze mirror, and King Qin Guang disappeared behind the desk in a blink of an eye, leaving only a few words in the air: "This time things are done too slowly!"

Knowing that this was a thankless task, Hei Wuchang blinked blankly, turned around and left the main hall, and met Bai Wuchang head-on.

Bai Wuchang has partnered with Hei Wuchang for many years, perhaps longer than the current Qin Guangwang's time in office, he can see what he thinks from Hei Wuchang's expressionless face.

Bai Wuchang said: "Why are you pulling a face, unhappy?"

"One day in the sky, one year on the ground, I went to the sky to borrow the Magic World Mirror, and I didn't dare to delay for a moment." Hei Wuchang said.

Zhang Village was the place where King Qin Guang transformed with magic power. Although he had never visited Zhang Village, King Qin Guang knew every plant and tree in the village like the palm of his hand, and he was very clear about Master's movements.

But more than a month ago, Little Treasure and Little White Dog left Zhang Village and entered the human world. King Qin Guang was concerned about the safety of his master, but he couldn't know it.

Bai Wuchang comforted: "In order to create a paradise for the master, Qin Guangwang spent a lot of mana in the past seven years. If he didn't have the ability to go to heaven on his own, he would not ask you to do this. After all, the master is his heart. I would rather do it myself. You and I are not even a little bit weaker than him in mana, and it doesn't matter if you say a few words."

"En," Hei Wuchang nodded, and said, "I understand."

"It's good if you understand, we'd better go to a bar for lonely people like us!" After finishing speaking, Bai Wuchang dragged Hei Wuchang away.

And this time, King Qin Guang returned to his bedroom, filled a basin of clear water with a copper basin, put the Magic World Mirror into the water, and recited the incantation silently. The photo above was like daytime, and the image that appeared there was Xiaobao and his party in Yunlai Village.

The few people who returned to the house had guesses about what happened in the village.

Xue Xiujie said: "It seems that there is no doubt that it is a curse. I have seen the injuries on Li Chang's body. They are very penetrating. That scholar really hates the people in the village."

Qin Huai frowned and said, "It's not necessarily the scholar's soul. Seven years have passed, why did you think of revenge only a month ago?"

Wu Wu agreed, "There are still doubts. I don't know why the evil spirit did this. Is it to punish the villagers, or to want their lives?"

"If it's for punishing the villagers, then the villagers must have done something bad, but they just refuse to save them, or if they don't save them, the whole village won't be cursed," Xue Xiujie said.

Qin Huai said: "Could it be that the evil ghost hates the villagers to the bone and wants to drag them to death like this?"

Hearing that some people said that the evil spirit was wrong, Xiao Baohuo suddenly stood up and said: "Master Jiang is not a bad person! He won't do this, so don't speak ill of him!"

"Master Jiang?" Qin Huai asked in confusion.

He had heard Xiaobao mention that he had a wife named Jiang before, and he realized it: "Your wife's name is Jiang Xiaosheng?"

Xiao Bao nodded yes.

"Maybe it's just the same name and surname." Xue Xiujie said.

"But the chief said that the scholar died seven years ago!" Xiao Bao said with red eyes.

Thinking of Zhangcun that Xiaobao was talking about that night, Wu Wu couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiaobao. If Mr. Jiang had died seven years ago, then all those who accompanied Xiaobao during these seven years were ghosts.

In the past few days, Wu Wu couldn't see Xiaobao being wronged more and more, so he calmed down and said: "Uncle, you go back first, and we will talk about other things tomorrow."

Xue Xiujie nodded, and took Qin Huai back. Before going out, Qin Huai turned to look at Xiaobao with a profound meaning that no one could understand.

The little white dog lying on the side looked at the sad Xiaobao, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. The whole dog was sick.

This day, coaxing Xiaobao to sleep has become an extremely difficult task.

Seeing that Xiaobao was not energetic, just fiddled with his fingers without saying a word, realizing helplessness, he could only use the folding fan he got from Xue Xiujie to fan Xiaobao with wind and mosquitoes.

After finally waiting for Xiaobao to fall asleep, I thought this night would be as quiet as last night, but unexpectedly there was noise outside.

A skinny man, with sunken eye sockets and cheeks, ran out of the house wearing a jacket with the skirts open, and the burn marks on his body were clearly visible.

The man didn't have much strength. Although he was running with all his strength, he seemed to be staggering. Behind him was a short boy.

The man ran to the open space in the village and looked around blankly, not knowing what he was looking for.

The boy looked at the man and called out loudly: "Father, dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't look for me! I wasn't in the village back then. It was the village chief and the wizard who ordered you to be burned to death. If you want revenge, go to them, don't come to me! I didn't burn you to death..." The man shouted nervously road.

The man was tormented by the burning strange disease and was about to go crazy. He couldn't take it anymore, so if he told the truth, even if he couldn't live, it would be fine to relieve his symptoms for a few days.

Hearing the man's shout, many people came out of the village, and even those who realized it rushed out to look.

It seems that what the village chief said was concealed. The scholar did not die in a fire seven years ago, but was burned to death by the villagers!

Xu was tortured for too long, and the adults in the village were also infected by the man, crying, and for a while the night in Yunlai Village was full of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Xiaobao was also quarreled, rubbing his eyes and looking at the scene in the village.

The adults in the village are as scary as walking dead, and the moonlight is shining brightly, illuminating the ugliness of the villagers.

The young man who ran out with his father suddenly asked: "Father, where is the scholar's body? Where is it buried? Will it be fine to return the body to him?"

"How did I know, I was really gone that day. I've had enough, it's really none of my business! Ah!" the man roared.

"Does no one know where the bones are buried?" The boy's voice resounded through Yunlai Village.

Unfortunately, all the answers were negative.

I don't know if he was frightened or what, but the boy's body collapsed in just a moment.

The little white dog squatting on the ground barked in the direction of the boy, and Xiao Bao also saw a black soul floating out of the boy's body. It is the evil spirit that people look for.

The nose and mouth could be vaguely seen on the black soul, Xiao Bao looked at the soul with some fear, and asked, "You, who are you?"

A pair of completely white eyes faintly appeared on the black soul, and the white eyes turned to Xiao Bao's direction, and the soul seemed to be happy to see Xiao Bao talking to him.

He changed his shape, as if he had kneaded a piece of dough into a shape, and gradually he could see the appearance of some people. At the same time, the wind blew up in the village, and the dust on the ground was rolled up, making it a blur The faces of the villagers.

The ghost showed its ferocious fangs, and said to Xiaobao: "You can see me! That's really great! It's also very laborious to always be attached to a person, so it's better to be able to talk to people directly."

It flew around in the air a few times, admired enough of the villagers, and then said to Xiaobao: "These villagers burned the scholar to death. They are all very bad. Ask them where they hide the ashes of the scholar? If you say I'll give them a happy ending, if I don't say I'll make their life worse than death!"

"You are not Jiang Xiaosheng, Master Jiang is a good man, you must not be him!" Xiao Bao shouted, "You are a villain! Why do you want to harm people?"

Everyone was startled by Xiaobao's cry. Those who realized Wu knew that he could see ghosts, and the villagers also guessed that he was talking to ghosts. The shock in their eyes almost overflowed, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Xiaobao.

Seeing that the villagers stopped shouting in pain, the ghost seemed to grow up in anger. Looking at Xiaobao, he said viciously, "Tell me where Jiang Xiaosheng's ashes are, or else no one will try to escape, and you too!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang San, who was barking beside Xiao Bao, and said, "Your dog is not bad. Today I will take its life first, and teach you a lesson!"

After saying that, he leaned over and rushed over.

Xiao Bao rushed up to stop him, but was penetrated by his soul. Just when the evil ghost was about to meet the little white dog, a black figure appeared out of nowhere and knocked the ghost aside. It turned out to be a big black dog!

The whole body of the dog was pure black, without a single hair, and it was so big that even if the little white dog ran around under him, it would not touch his chest or abdomen.

In addition to the big black dog that suddenly appeared, two figures, one white and one black, appeared in the sky. The white one was holding a long whip with a hook on the head. Every time it was swung, there was a flash of light.

He holds a black wooden pestle with a spell engraved on the top of the pestle, and every time he moves it, it feels like a gust of wind blows by.

The two figures, one white and one black, were obviously impermanent ghosts. The two ghosts cooperated tacitly, attacking in two directions, up and down, and left and right, forcing the evil ghost to retreat steadily.

It's a pity that the second ghost drank alcohol today, and the moves of seizing the soul were not as agile as usual. After only a few breaths, the evil ghost realized that he could not take advantage of it, and quickly shrunk in size, turning into a wisp of green smoke and drifting away .

Black and white Wuchang glanced at each other, then dodged to catch up.

Except for Xiaobao, everyone couldn't see the ghosts and ghosts fighting in the air, they could only feel the wind blowing on the ground, the wind and sand filled the sky, and it was so gray that they couldn't see.

After the ghost messengers and ghosts flew away, the air gradually calmed down, and the villagers focused their attention on Heigou and Xiaobao.

The black dog shook his body and stood up, revealing the little white dog in his arms.

Finding the villagers staring at him quietly, the black dog squinted his eyes, raised his head, and let out a groan, all the spectators fell down, only Yu Xiaobao and Mo Wu were still standing there.

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