I am ghost

Just at this moment, a few lines of small footsteps suddenly came from outside the house, as if a few people were walking outside. Thinking of this, Mo Jian immediately became alert, so he hid in the corner of the next room, glanced outside the house, and observed Noticing the movement outside the house.

It doesn't matter if you look at it like this, Mo Jian immediately saw three men staggering in from outside the house with their heads buried low. It's because these men kept their heads buried and their bodies swaying when they acted. Even so, even though they knocked their feet on the threshold and fell hard to the ground, they still refused to lift their heads when they got up.There must be something weird in it. At this time, the sound of the piano from above the room became more and more sad, lingering in the ears like a magic sound for a long time and refused to dissipate. Is there something strange about the sound of the piano?

Mo Jian secretly smashed his tongue, did not take any further action, and then saw the three men staggering towards the room he was in, Mo Jian immediately hid behind the door that had been rotten enough to break a big hole, at least hid Stay in shape.These three men gradually passed by him. During this period, there was no communication between the three of them, and their movements were as mechanical as a machine.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Jian simply kicked a low stool not far away from him, and the stool immediately flew to the other side of the room with a bang, but this seemingly large commotion did not arouse the three people at all. On the contrary, the sound of the piano upstairs suddenly stopped, but continued to play after a few seconds.

As expected, Mo Jian ran out from behind the door without thinking much, and flew to the first man, directly blocking the man's path, and the man just bumped into Mo Jian directly, unable to break through the door The big stone blocking the way didn't know how to make a detour, so he twisted his strength to compete with Mo Jian, and the other two men behind him also bumped into each other, and they didn't know that they could easily go around by detour over obstacles.These people must be under the spell of the ghost playing the piano?

Don't let these people lose their lives in vain like this, Mo Jian thought so, and slashed the back of the man's head with his palm, and the man fell to the ground without saying a word. After that, Mo Jian knocked down the other two men one after another, then raised his sword and went straight up the stairs leading to the second floor.

Going up to the second floor, the sound of the piano is still melodious and melodious, but the tune is sometimes rushed, which seems to hide the annoyance of the player who plays the piano at the moment.Mo Jian passed the side room on the second floor and came to the corridor. He didn't stop until he reached the main room on the second floor. The sound of the piano really came from this room. Lower the tone until there is dead silence.

"Hehe," the person inside suddenly laughed. The laughter seemed to be a little joyful, and at the end he raised his tone. The voice was a man, but a man with an extremely nice voice. "I don't know who is hiding outside the house? Why don't you come out and meet me? Could it be that you are still afraid?"

Hearing the tone of the people in the room, Mo Jian walked in.At this time, in the middle of the extremely dark room, a man whose facial features were blurred by the night was sitting cross-legged on a piece of brocade, holding a guzheng in his hand, with his right hand still on the strings, as if he had just finished a song.

"Hehe, what a coincidence!" The man had a calm look on his face, and he didn't seem to be upset by Mo Jian's sudden visit, but there was an indistinct murderous aura in the surrounding air, as if a bloody storm was about to come. "Oh, it seems that the visitor is not kind!" The man in the night said, standing up suddenly, and the guzheng in his arms fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ghost clan——" Mo Jian raised his sword and roared righteously: "Surrender to death!!!!" The words didn't stop, he had already raised his sword and shot towards the man. The momentum of the tiger's wind did not make the man timid, but he squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's so interesting, let me play with you." It was too late to say it, but Mo Jian swung his big knife fiercely, He slashed at the man with all his strength; but at this moment, the surrounding air suddenly shook, as if a heresy had arisen in the space at some point. Although the man was still in the same place, Mo saw several identical figures appearing in all directions. The men all looked at themselves with interest. "This... ah...!! Go to hell...!!!" Mo Jian roared wildly, before he could change his target and didn't know how to start, the big knife in his hand slashed at the man with a destructive force. There was a rustle, the sound of the blade cutting through the air. The big knife seemed to hit the man, but it just hit the void, and the man's figure also collapsed out of thin air like a virtual image at the moment the big knife cut, leaving only the air.

"Hehe, interesting." The man's cheerful laughter came from behind, Mo Jian didn't have time to gather his thoughts, and immediately turned back to the edge of the knife and swept towards the back, but it was still just a burst of emptiness, the image of the man collapsed in an instant, and disappeared in an instant .

"I can still play with you for a long time." The man said so, but this time he happened to be standing under the window, with the cold moonlight slanting on his face, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly.This...it's not...possible... the moment he saw the man's appearance, the big knife in Mo Jian's hand suddenly got out of control and fell to the ground with a bang. He and Ji Bai have almost the same face, except that this man's hair color is not blond but white, and his pupils are just purple, but except for these subtle differences, the two are almost exactly the same, and there is no difference at all. difference.

The anger and fear in Mo Jian's heart were mixed for a while, and they surged up, "Who are you? You..." "Hehe," the man laughed, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who am I? No The important thing is that I know who you are!" "Do you know? I can see everything related to you through these eyes." When the man said this, he patted his right cheek playfully. "You...don't talk nonsense! You are just an ordinary ghost, so brazen!! I must kill you today. You wait!!!" After Mo Jian finished speaking, he yelled, picked up the knife from the ground and started He rushed over to the man, but this time he still failed.However, after that, Mo Jian seemed to be crazy, and kept slashing at the man with his knife. Although the knife failed, he still didn't dare to give up the meaningless futility.But since then, he has noticed that it takes about three seconds for a man to have sex every time. If he can speed up his attack, it is very likely that he will hit the target next time.

With this in mind, Mo Jian quickly shortened the interval between each knife attack. Every time the man is destroyed, he will reveal his real body for the first time, and then attack again, and so on; It takes about three seconds, so as long as you destroy his cock in a certain time and attack his exposed real body within three seconds, you can really attack him. "It's you!!!!" Seeing the timing right this time, Mo Jian immediately swung his knife to attack. The knife was like a meteorite piercing the sky, emitting a frightening cold light in the darkness. This time, Leng Guang was swiping towards the man with a thunderbolt and force.

"Uh..." The man was struck impartially by a big knife like lightning, and the man spat out a big mouthful of blood, the red blood staining his long white clothes.He stood and smiled, and the blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but at this moment, Mo Jian had no intention of relaxing his attack. He had stabbed the man firmly just now, as long as he gave him another fatal blow, The man will definitely not live, "Go to hell!" Mo Jian glared at the man with bloodshot eyes, squeezed the knife in his hand, and swung it towards the sky.