Lord Pluto: Ghost messengers catch ghosts in the human world every day

Song Ting saw that Young Master Ye was about to step on the steps in front of the mansion.

If you let him go, you won't be able to find out the news now.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, covered his face, and rushed out.

Seeing this, Xu Yu followed suit, tearing off a piece of cloth from his clothes and rushing out after Song Ting.

Song Ting rushed in front of Young Master Ye, took out a charm from his bosom, raised his hand and stuck it to his chest.

Young Master Ye was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the charm on his chest, and then raised his head to stare blankly at Song Ting in front of him.

After reacting, he immediately screamed loudly: "Who are you?! What did you do to me?!"

The guards nearby also reacted, drew out the sabers around their waists, and surrounded Song Ting and Xu Yu who came after him.

Song Ting frowned slightly when he saw that the spell was stuck on his chest and there was no response. Did he guess wrong?This matter has nothing to do with ghosts?

Looking up, he saw the guards surrounding them. He couldn't help but sneered and said, "Haha...then what...everyone...everything is a misunderstanding...a misunderstanding..."

The young man tore off the charm on his chest, and said angrily, "Misunderstanding? I think you did it on purpose, right? You're still covering your face in broad daylight!"

"Who are you?" The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced up and down at them: "Could it be that you are that little thief?!"

Song Ting saw fierce eyes of the guards around them, and the sword body reflected the snow-white light under the sunlight.

He helplessly raised his forehead, the young man seemed to have no problem, they were not good at hurting them with the soul power of the ghost world.

"Take off the cloth on your face and let me see." The young man stared at Song Ting's exposed eyes, the pupils were dark, the light refracted in his eyes, there seemed to be a little bit of starlight in his eyes, these eyes looked quite good , I wonder what he looks like?

Song Ting was trying to figure out how to get out. He moved his fingers slightly and pinched a magic formula in his hand. He was about to use a magic spell with less damage to break out of the encirclement.

But the young man suddenly drew the sword from the guard's hand, and stabbed at the cloth on Song Ting's face. During his movements, he brought out a sharp sword wind, and the cloth covering his face was cut off by the sharp sword edge.

Song Ting froze on the spot, the soul power in his hands dissipated immediately, he raised his eyes to look at the young man, and the young man also stared at him in a daze.

Song Ting is handsome, with fair skin and ruddy lips. He belongs to the category of non-aggressive appearance.

"Who are you guys?" The boy's tone suddenly softened a lot: "Tell me obediently, I can still spare your lives..."

Song Ting looked at his expression and frowned, he seemed to see a trace of obsession in his eyes? !

The guards next to him secretly thought that it was not good. Seeing this, the young master fell in love with this person again. Their young master has a quirk, as long as he sees a good-looking one, he wants to keep it in his collection, and men and women are not taboo. Got several male pets.

For a moment, they looked at Song Ting with sympathy.

Song Ting noticed their gazes and became even more puzzled.

He continued to pinch a formula with his fingers, and was about to run away.

But he saw the young man glanced up and down at his clothes.

A trace of complacency flashed in his eyes: "How is it? If you obediently say your name, I can let you follow me. From now on, gold, silver, jewelry, glory and wealth will all be yours."

Song Ting was silent, looked down at the shabby clothes he was wearing casually, glanced at the proud young man standing in front of him with his chin raised, and recalled the obsession that flashed in his eyes just now.

Does he... like men? !And also fell in love with him? !

Song Ting stood there stiffly as if struck by lightning, and Xu Yu behind him also understood, he suppressed his smile, his shoulders kept shaking.

"How is it? What's your name?" The young man looked at him with tenderness: "There is absolutely no harm in following me."

Song Ting shook his body a few times, he was frightened by him.

Xu Mata's shoulders trembled even more.

A guard at the side glanced at Xu Yu and Song Ting suspiciously, and said hesitantly: "Master, these people have unknown origins and behave strangely. Today's situation is special. Let them step into the mansion rashly, for fear of causing trouble..."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then he gave Song Ting a guilty look: "I'm afraid I will wrong you, and I will let you enter the mansion after a few days."

Song Ting: Did he agree? !Is this man sick in the head? !

Song Ting angrily pulled Xu Yu who was beside him, pinched a magic formula with his fingers, and planned to escape like this.

The boy was still smiling softly at him from the sidelines, and raised his hand to pat the other guards, hoping that they would lower their swords a little so as not to hurt him.

A letter with peach blossoms printed on it fell from his arms to the ground as he moved, and just landed on the charm that he threw on the ground. The spell has no fire.

Seeing this, Song Ting's eyes were fixed, and the movements of his hands also stopped. This is... a reaction? !

Seeing that the boy was still looking at him with a smile on his face, he thought for a moment.

He raised his eyes to look at the young man: "The poor Taoist priest is a Taoist priest. Just now he saw the benefactor's face turned black, so he wanted to test it to see if the benefactor touched something unclean..."

The young man was taken aback, and carefully observed Song Ting again, recalling the charm he had just pasted on his chest, is this really a Taoist priest?

There was a look of disappointment in the boy's eyes: "So it's the Taoist priest... Disrespect, disrespect..."

The guard next to him was relieved, as long as the little ancestor stopped thinking about taking people to the mansion, it would be fine to avoid trouble.

Song Ting nodded, seeing that the guards beside him put away their swords.

He walked to the side of the boy and knelt down, picked up the letter, and took out a spell from his pocket again.

The spell came close to the letter and immediately began to burn.

Song Ting looked at this scene with gloomy eyes, holding the letter in his hand, turned around and asked the boy: "There is a ghost on it, where did this piece of paper come from?"

The young man had already believed that he was a Taoist priest when he saw the talisman of the fireless gun, and he said sullenly, "This is the legendary peach blossom paper."

Song Ting was taken aback, and looked carefully at the paper in his hand. It was a very ordinary rice paper with peach blossoms painted in pink ink.

There is still a drop of dried liquid in the middle, the liquid is dark green, Song Ting raised his hand to stroke the liquid carefully.

The liquid has dried up, and it feels uneven. The color is like the blood of ghosts in the ghost world...

Song Ting put the piece of paper under his nose and sniffed lightly, smelling a faint smell of blood.

This is ghost blood!

Song Ting's eyes widened slightly, it seems that the rumored person in the rivers and lakes is a ghost!

But why did she send them a letter first as an early warning?Also, why did he drip his own blood on the letter?

Song Ting played with the jade pendant on his waist, thinking deeply.

The young man at the side saw that Song Ting seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, and couldn't help asking: "Daoist, did you find anything?"

Song Ting's face was heavy: "The one who gave you this piece of paper should be a ghost."

"What?! It's really a ghost?!" The young man's eyes widened, and he lost his voice. He seemed to be frightened, and murmured, "How is this possible... how could a ghost have taken a fancy to me... Could it be that my young master Is your charm already this great?"