hey your coffin lid is flying

Jia Luoye raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, Li Qi and the three of them suddenly felt a little cold on the back of their necks because they were standing too close to the quagmire.

You must know that when a person is in a state of extreme panic, any feeling will be extremely magnified.

Li Qi's bluish face instantly turned pale, and his legs softened, hanging directly on Zhang Biao's body.

"Damn, isn't it just a little rain?" Zhang Biao raised his hand and touched the back: "As for being so scared...fuck it!"

I saw a few strands of long hair from Zhang Biao's neck hanging on his right hand that he had just raised.

The hair was dripping with water, exuding a pungent stench, which penetrated straight into his head, causing Zhang Biao to get on his head instantly.

Baji, together with Li Qi on his body, the two of them fell straight down.

At this moment, Xiang Yang and San'er also noticed something wrong above their heads, and raised their heads quickly.

I saw a huge and pale human face hanging above their heads.

To be more precise, this fucking face is not a complete human face at all. There are no facial features or contours on this face. What is there is only a caramel-colored human face with large fleshy skin, and the fleshy slices are densely covered with large black sarcoma.

The sarcoma is constantly shrinking and undulating.

The weird laughter and the unreasonable raindrops came from here...

After the faceless wraith noticed that someone raised his head, his black fleshy skin cracked open from the middle, where his nose should have been, and the crack widened little by little until it opened all the way. face.

Two rows of pointed fine teeth were exposed, looking at them with a ghostly look and continuing to sneer.

"Hey hey hey"

Xiang Yang saw this kind of scene for the first time, and the hairs all over his body stood up immediately, and he tightly grasped the corner of Jia Luoye's back clothes with both hands: "Is this the wraith you just mentioned?"

San'er may be because his nerves are too big. Apart from being a little confused at the moment, his other physiological functions are pretty good, so after Xiang Yang finished asking, he also turned his head to look at Jia Luoye.

Jia Luoye nodded, and there was more excitement in his eyes than before: "Well, this is a red-clothed wraith, a type of wraith."

Xiang Yang and San'er were taken aback when they heard this, and they didn't understand the name and classification at all, but the scene in front of them made them feel unspeakably uneasy, a layer of goosebumps formed on their skin, they swallowed and continued to ask : "Is she good?"

Jia Luoye thought for a while, and said, "It's quite powerful."

The so-called: Ghosts have souls, while resentments have spirits, souls are invisible and only possess the body, and spirits swallow all things.It is said that ghosts can only be attached to people to move, but wraiths can take shape independently, and they can really eat people.Moreover, the grievances are divided into levels, gray, white, yellow, green, and red. There are five levels in total, among which red is the most resentful.

Xiang Yangting was sweating coldly on his forehead and temples.

Jia Luoye looked down at him, and said softly: "Don't worry, with me, nothing will happen."

At the same time, the red-clothed resentful spirit suddenly gritted its fine teeth, drooping black saliva from its mouth, like a woman's long hair, and shot it in the direction of San'er.

San'er, who was belatedly aware of it, finally felt the terror that went straight to his brain at this moment. He wanted to escape very much, but he couldn't move his legs.

At that moment, San'er felt that he saw the god of death in hell, and his legs miraculously regained consciousness, and before he could react, Jia Luoye's unsalty voice sounded in his ears: "Squat down. "

How does that tone sound like, the smell of a penny I picked up on the side of the road, such an understatement, so familiar? !

But San'er is not in the mood to speculate now, why Jia Luoye can do such a leisurely stroll, and what he has experienced before...

After all, what happened tonight was too fucking weird and confusing, if this should be told as a story, labor and management would not have to worry about the drink money for the rest of their lives.

Thinking of this, San'er couldn't help but look up.

I saw Jia Luoye jumping up on the spot, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, grabbed the long black hair spit out by the fierce spirit, pulled it violently, then punched it, followed by another kick, and heard a heart-piercing sound The lung-piercing scream, in this sad and lonely environment, was actually more chilling than the laughter just now.

Galoye turned his head: "Okay."

"……Uh……"

Xiang Yang and San'er directly performed a vivid and realistic male silent female tear.

Xiang Yang tried his best to calm down, and asked: "Didn't you just say this, the resentful spirit is very powerful? Is it difficult to save a mortal's life once he encounters it?"

Jia Luoye curled up his mouth and smiled, then said in a low voice: "I, monk, thank you."

"Ah! Do you still remember?" Xiang Yang almost didn't react, why did he suddenly say, "Okay, okay, you are not a Taoist priest, I was wrong, why not?"

Jia Luoye clapped his hands in satisfaction, and said softly: "Okay, let's continue to recruit those from the ghost building!"

"Ah? Come again!" San'er groaned and fell down.

Galoye: "..."

Xiang Yang: "..."

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This wraith is finally finished. I don’t know if you guys are scared, but I was scared anyway. I am good at thinking wildly, and my forehead is still sweating at this moment~~~~