I, C, attend the funeral

"Hi beauty, I lost the game of truth or dare with my friend, and I want to slobber on the phone on the street. This... I'm so sorry, can you help me..." Zihe said the words he had thought of Son, red-faced and red-faced blocking the way, begging for saliva.

He was already handsome, and with his pitiful and ashamed appearance, a really kind girl would shyly spit into his iron bowl filled with mineral water.

At the beginning Zihe was really ashamed and ashamed, but later on he was so familiar with it that he asked for several mouthfuls of saliva.

Even if there is such a beautiful woman who is actually a master of women's clothing, but with so much drool, there is always a suitable one for the little devil.

After getting the necessary artifact to restrain the little ghost, Zihe walked up to Zhao Yin triumphantly.

If it wasn't for the unrefined things in his hands, he would almost lift the iron bowl to Zhao Yin as a treasure.

"Next, let's draw up a battle plan." Zihe nodded towards Zhao Yin chapter by chapter.

It's time to get moving.

"I smashed the red window, entered the room where the little ghost was kept, and poured this bowl of water on it. You go to the front and restrain Zhang Datian, and then we will threaten Zhang Datian with the little ghost's Dharma body bones and ask him to tell everything he knows. Us." Zhao Yin said, apparently already thinking about it.

The meaning is obvious, if he is dangerous, Zihe just needs to mess around with him!

Anyway, messing around is also Zihe's specialty.

Zihe glanced at the hammer in Zhao Yin's hand, but unfortunately he couldn't touch the hammer, otherwise he really wanted to grab the hammer to show off.

He shook his head, not agreeing with the arrangement of the little one.

Instead, he seemed to think about it for a moment, and then said to Zhao Yin seriously:

"You only have a hammer, but if you can't hit the kid, you might be entangled by the kid instead. Why don't I deal with the kid, I'll be able to block the kid for at least a while, enough time to splash him with drool Head. You go ahead and wrap Zhang Datian around."

His body must not be stained with yin energy - this is Zhang Zihe's property, it must be clean, beautiful and complete.

"No." Zhao Yin frowned.

How can you let ordinary people risk their lives while you, an execrable official, sit back and enjoy the rewards!

Zihe waved his hand, regardless of Zhao Yin's refusal, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, and ran towards Sa Yazi in the neighborhood with a bowl of water in his hand.

While running, he shouted back: "Go and hold that so-and-so, don't delay."

Zihe looked like he had snatched some treasure and was afraid that others would take it away.

Zhao Yin: "..."

Since meeting Zhang Zihe, it seems that many things have begun to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Zhao Yin pursed his lips and looked at the young man's back. Although he ran awkwardly because he was holding a bowl, but...

He stared at the back for a long while, then took a deep breath, and walked towards Zhang Datian's teahouse with big strides.

Thinking that it would be better to rush in and smash the store with a hammer, Zhang Datian must rush out to see such a thing.

……

Going around the neighborhood, Zihe carried a bowl of water and walked to the north window of the shop behind the neighborhood.

The reddish window was large enough to break the glass enough for a person to rush in.

Zhang Datian probably never thought that someone would dare to smash the window to steal something—after all, even if someone went in to steal something, he would not be afraid.

The little ghost can directly scare people to death, not only to prevent thieves, but also to feed the little ghost.

Zihe was on the road just now and found a big rock.

Standing under the window, he holds a big stone in one hand and holds a bowl in the other—two wicker sticks are found in the bowl, which may be able to hold Guanyin's jade bottle.

Looking up at the sky, the afternoon is not long, and the night is coming soon. Even for things like cleaning up little ghosts, the chances of winning are better before dark.

Without hesitation, Zihe moowed all his strength, and smashed a stone on the glass.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, the stone fell into the room with a click of 'Yang palm'. The sound should have fallen directly on the ground, and the sound was very sincere.

He didn't dare to waste time, and as soon as he opened the curtains, he saw that the room was filled with red light. There was an altar on the south wall, and a wooden box like a coffin board was placed on it.

There is a cradle on the west wall of the room, and an indoor swing on the east wall. On the ground are small balls, dolls and other toys scattered around in a mess.

The room is very clean, and the refreshing smell even makes people suspect that this is really a baby's room.

After a brief glance around, he put the iron bowl on the window sill, propped his hand on the window sill and jumped in with a vertical leap.

As I said before, little ghosts usually have to rest for a long time after predicting something to their masters before they can continue to act as the ear gods.

It is estimated that it is time for the little ghost to sleep, but the loud noise is likely to wake him up.

You have to be quicker.

Stepping on the shards of glass, Zihe rushed to the altar aggressively and made a sound of '嘎咚咚咚'.

After only taking two steps, he suddenly felt a surge of evil spirit coming over his face.

He pinched his hand formula, ready to pinch a shock formula at any time to buy himself time.

The way the kid kills people is very simple——

Either scared out of their wits, directly scared to death or scared out of body and then eaten.

Either directly possess a human being, and then kill the human being.

Zihe's fast pace suddenly slowed down, as if something stuck to his feet, holding his legs and preventing him from moving forward.

But he didn't care about it at all, and still walked forward with difficulty - he had to open the lid of the small coffin, and pour the bowl of water filled with the woman's saliva on the bones of the Dharma body, for it to work!

He wanted to save the Zhenzi Jue as much as possible when opening the small coffin, so as to buy himself time to open the museum smoothly.

The evil spirit and the sense of crisis around him were getting stronger and stronger, he thought, that kid should be ready to start scaring himself.

He will never be intimidated.

If the brat really wants to kill him, unless he wants to take his body - if that's the case, he can only use the Zhenzi Jue in advance!

In addition to the sound of toys rolling and rubbing against the ground, there was also the sound of arguing outside the room - I don't know what method Xiao Yao used to make such a big commotion.

He suddenly felt that it became difficult to breathe, the air around him seemed to become thicker, and his movements became slower and slower.

The sound of someone's approaching footsteps behind him, the feeling of slowly approaching step by step, made his back tingle, and his fine hair rose all the way from the root of his tail to the back of his neck.

A gust of cold air blew vaguely behind him. At first, it felt that the cold wind was still very small, but gradually it seemed to be getting bigger—as if the thing emitting the cold air was approaching him.

He resisted the huge urge to turn back, and didn't look at it!

You won't be intimidated if you don't watch it!

There must be something in this room, didn't he know it before he came in, isn't he just a brat!

What catches your eyes!

He suppressed his panic, took a deep breath and tried to absorb nutrients, gritted his teeth and moved towards the kid's wooden coffin step by step.

The feeling of approaching behind him finally expanded to such an extent that Zihe felt that the thing was sticking to his back, and he could hug him from behind in the next moment.

She was shivering from the cold, and the air she exhaled was covered with hoarfrost.

There was a piercing cold air hanging on the back of his neck, as if the thing was sticking to his back, staring at the back of his head, and blowing air towards his neck one after another.

He clenched the iron bowl in his hand, clenched his fist in the other hand, closed his eyes forcefully, and took a big step forward.

There was a sudden howling sound from behind, as if the thing was roaring in anger.

A stabbing pain suddenly came from behind, and the next moment, a strong force directly penetrated the body and slammed into his soul.

Zihe opened his eyes suddenly, and the thing was hitting his soul, trying to squeeze into this body, or eat his soul, or squeeze his soul out of the body.

With the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, he made the initial movement of the hand formula, and he wanted to pinch the hand formula to shake away the little ghost who wanted to snatch his body and then kill him.

But before he moved his second finger to pinch the Zhenzi Jue, there was another scream from behind, and the biting coldness on his body suddenly disappeared.

The power that wanted to squeeze into his body disappeared instantly, and the little ghost was bounced away almost the moment he touched his remnant soul.

Zihe quickly looked inside at his remnant soul, and found that the place where the little finger of his left hand was originally stained red had faded slightly——

He sucked in the former soul energy that had been fused with the remnant soul, and he actually had the ability to force back the little ghost.

Zihe didn't have time to feel sorry for the red soul energy that had been passively consumed. Taking advantage of the little ghost being forced to retreat, he stepped to the altar in two steps.

Putting the iron bowl aside, he pressed the small coffin with both hands, and pulled the coffin lid hard.

Ignore the chill of the coffin;

Ignoring that the coffin was sucking the yin energy from his body, which resulted in a few more plaques on his arms;

Ignoring the cold air behind him, he rushed towards him again.

With a sound of "click", he opened the small coffin that had been stained purple-red by blood for many years.

Inside the coffin was a reddish-brown rib that was also stained with dried blood, and an old but clean talisman.

The talisman was probably used when he was a little ghost, so he took it out and put it in his pocket, then poured the iron bowl of mineral water and saliva into the small coffin.

"Sting..." There was a sound like flames burning oil, and the water in the coffin boiled without fire.

Zihe was almost touched by the boiling water, so he quickly took a step back to dodge.

Suddenly there was a crazy collision sound behind him, as if some ball was hitting the wall and the ground quickly and vigorously.

A long, soundless howl that shook his soul pierced through his body, making his teeth ache even after hearing it.

In just a few breaths, the bowl of water in the small coffin completely disappeared, and the reddish-brown rib also turned back to light gray.

You're done!

He finally dared to look back.

The screeching sound gradually disappeared, and the crashing sound also stopped. Zihe looked at the dim dark room with the halo of red candles.

In the shadow of the corner of the north wall farthest from him, a small shadow was faintly trembling.

Due to his strong visual ability, Zihe could vaguely see the outline of the shadow—it looked like a little boy.

It's just that the eyes are empty, and the face is full of ferocious expressions, as if full of resentment and anger waiting to be vented.

Zihe stared at him with wide eyes, but the feeling of fear had completely disappeared.

A little ghost whose dharma body has been broken and has no magic power for more than half a month, helpless and weak, what is there to be afraid of?

This poor little guy was made into a little ghost for people to drive, not free, not reincarnated, and tied around his ribs for eternity, which is pitiful enough.

It would be better if he just ate the nameless remnant soul of this little ghost - although the ghost he swallowed would die, the resentment and evil energy would be absorbed by him, that is to say, dissolved, and then he would be relieved.

He sucks evil spirits, so he will not plant karma.

Even, because he freed the evil spirits, avenged those who were hurt by the evil spirits, and prevented the evil spirits from continuing to do evil, with this kind of good cause, he released the chain of cause and effect on his body.

After all ghosts grow into ghosts, it is absolutely impossible to enter reincarnation.

Just like his remnant soul, after being turned into a ghost, will never be able to enter the human world and be a reincarnation.

If the little ghost is not sucked by him, he can only bury it in the sun soil and wait for its evil and resentment to dissipate and disappear on its own——

There are still variables in this method. If it is released intentionally or unintentionally before it disappears, it will bring even greater resentment to the world.

It's too wasteful...

Zhang Datian used the little ghost to rob other people's fortune and made a fortune for nothing. He ate the little ghost and returned the fortune of those who worked hard. It's really a good deed!

Moreover, the little ghost feeds on the blood of its master all its life, and because of its jealousy, it does not allow its master to marry a wife and have children.

Although Zhang Datian bullied him and Xiaodie, and even drove the two of them out of the teahouse, causing them to lose face and beg for saliva in the street...

But he adults don't remember villains!

How about helping Zhang Datian and eating his scourge?

Really, there is no reason not to eat it!

Eating it is really beneficial and harmless!

After thinking about it, Zihe blinked his eyes and looked at the evil little ghost who was cornered opposite him.

The little devil's originally resentful and vicious eyes, under the gaze of Zihe's greedy and excited eyes, gradually turned into doubts, and then gradually turned into fear—what does this terrible guy with mysterious power in his soul want to do?

Why is his look so terrifying?

Zihe smiled slightly, his lips curved, his eyes curved, and his face was full of kindness. He turned to the little ghost who had been resentful, vicious and full of evil spirit all his life, and said in a low voice:

"Come on, uncle, come and help you out!"