Talking to nonsense about Sang Ma [system]

Fu Zangzhou's eyes wandered, and he unconsciously touched the sleeve of his robe with one hand.

The black coffin with the head sealed is hidden in it.

Not knowing what to do with it, I...carried it with me all day.

Now the origin of the head is almost certain, it is very likely that it belonged to Miss Zhou's family.

What should I do?

His father was the magistrate of Qinzhou and also the appeasement envoy, so he couldn't figure out how many grades he had, but he had a lot of background anyway.

Calm down and think, if you don't tell the outside world, no one will know that the head is with him, right?

No, not necessarily.

Everything has two sides. Since there are ghosts and ghosts here, naturally there should be corresponding ones such as celestial masters.

What if the Zhizhou government invites an expert and traces him...

Fu Zangzhou put an end to bad associations.

In fact, the possibility is unlikely, after all, the black coffin belongs to the system.

Of course, what he is struggling with now is not just the issue of accountability.

But...

According to what the waiter said, Miss Zhou's family is clearly a living person.

He was alive and well until last night.

If the head issue is not handled properly, it may turn into a death lawsuit.

Even if the head wanted to eat him first, what he did was just self-defense.

But there is no way to know what is behind the head.

Before time travel, Fu Zangzhou was just an ordinary college student.

With the innocence of young people and the kindness of ordinary people.

Now wearing the ghost king's body, after all, he doesn't have the cold heart of the ghost king.

In case something is wrong...

The price is a fresh human life.

can not imagine.

Messy thoughts flood the mind.

Not even noticing when the waiter left, Fu Zangzhou sat alone in a daze.

a long time.

He summoned the system.

Focus on the taskbar.

The side mission that is "in progress" is really related to the head, right?

Try to find a breakthrough to break the predicament.

After a while, no results.

Just a sigh, Fu Zangzhou was not too disappointed.

Just now, he has pondered some ideas.

Now and wait.

stay till dark...

till midnight.

The boy in black clothes lying on the wooden bed with his eyes closed suddenly disappeared.

In the dim light, the flowing mist is faintly visible.

In a breath, it disappeared.

In the Zhou Family Courtyard a few miles away, all the lights had not been extinguished.

The bright red lanterns swayed in a dim light, adding a bit of ghostly meaning to this twilight night.

The mist crept in silently.

Kankan enveloped a small courtyard.

What's the sound?

Fu Zangzhou "stopped" to listen——

In the middle of the night, this is... singing?

Subconsciously, he drifted towards the "song".

Not long after, they came to a brightly lit courtyard.

In the courtyard, there is a group of monks and several Taoist priests, the combination is quite strange.

Are they...doing it?

The fog dissipated a lot in an instant.

moment.

Fu Zangzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A false alarm.

No matter whether there is an expert here or not, anyway, no one in this group is aware of his existence.

Then he turned his gaze to the middle of the courtyard.

Yes, the maiden's boudoir?

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Fu Zangzhou no longer hesitated.

Without disturbing the people present—I think so, who cares about the fog under normal circumstances—then entered the inner room.

There is no third person in the inner room.

All I could see was someone lying there under the cover of the bed net.

The mist flowed and appeared above the bed the next moment.

The quilt covered the girl's shoulders.

A fair and delicate neck was revealed.

What was supposed to be an ambiguous and imaginative scene, now there is only horror.

A human head is missing from the beautiful neck.

Fu Zangzhou, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, looked at the headless girl calmly.

The little black coffin floated with the mist.

Lean less, disappear.

Fu Zangzhou, who planned to "open the coffin" to release the head and put it on the girl's neck, thought carefully and felt that he could not act rashly.

One is that there are so many people outside;

Besides, who knows if the head will come out and chase him again.

Or don't do things you're not sure about.

So in the form of mist, wandered around the room for a long time.

No shame or embarrassment at all.

Isn't it just a female boudoir? As a modern man, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Of course, he wasn't that bored, he deliberately stayed in other people's rooms and didn't leave.

Just looking for clues or something.

Unfortunately, the result was not as expected.

then no longer stay.

The Zhou mansion occupies a very large area, maybe look elsewhere, maybe you will find something.

"Woooooooo..."

It is the cry of a woman.

Fu Zangzhou was immediately refreshed, and "ran" to the sound of crying.

The cry came from a secluded, almost desolate corner of Zhou Mansion.

From the rocky rockery...inside.

The courageous "foggy" boy resolutely got into the fake cave.

Wow--

Among the gravel and weeds is a white skull.

There's something tricky about this Zhizhou mansion.

Fu Zangzhou was distracted for half a second, and quickly restrained his thoughts.

Looking closely, there is a faint figure on the skull.

Obviously in the form of a girl.

She was crying all the time.

Crying very intently, crying so terribly.

There was no second "person" present at all.

Fu Zangzhou couldn't make up his mind for a while.

What's next...

I heard the girl sobbing and saying something vaguely: "What, what's going on? Where is Father... Woo... Help..."

Well.

How do you feel, this girl is Miss Zhou?

After pondering for a while, Fu Zangzhou resolutely changed back to the ghost king form.

The hood of the cloak concealed his face.

He spoke directly: "This little, little lady..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a terrible voice:

"what--"

Fu Zangzhou was quite frightened.

Of course, the young girl was frightened to the point of tearing her liver apart.

The figure was "shaky", as if it would faint at any moment.

It turned out to be two "people" who were frightened by each other.

囧囧 speechless.

After a lot of effort, Fu Zangzhou barely made the girl stop screaming.

After another round of talking, he was finally able to communicate with the other party smoothly.

"Master, is he really here to help the little girl?"

Fu Zangzhou coughed subconsciously, concealed his guilty conscience, and said: "...Yes." After a pause, "However, there are some things that Xiaosheng hasn't figured out yet, so I have to trouble my lady to tell you."

The girl's illusory face was filled with horror: "What can the little girl tell the young master?"

"The little lady is the master here?"

"What's the matter with this skull?"

"Little lady, why are you here?"

"..."

Modern teenagers are not used to the implicit expressions of this era. In order to clarify the situation as soon as possible, after a few words, they asked him straightforwardly and directly.

Fortunately, the girl didn't bother to worry about these, so she answered one by one.

"The little girl is the third daughter of the magistrate of Qinzhou, and this is the little girl's home..."

So Fu Zangzhou knew something:

As he had guessed, the girl was the headless girl.

The other party talked about the "evil spirit" at home a few days ago, but she didn't know the specific situation.

During these days, she often felt sleepy, in a trance, and often couldn't remember what she did that day.

Only when the winter is unwell.

I was afraid that my family members would worry, so I didn't specifically mention it, and I just asked my servants to cook some supplements every day for recuperation.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up last night, I found myself in this state.

Or in other words, the soul left the body?

However, the detached soul, as if imprisoned, cannot leave the skull one step away.

Called for help all day, cried all night.

But no one discovered her existence.

Until the arrival of Fu Zangzhou.

As for this weird skull, she didn't know who it belonged to.

Thinking of something, the girl suppressed her tears: "By the way, a month ago, the little girl often came to this yard to take a nap in order to be clean."

"Is that so..."

"Young master, no, benefactor, if you can save the little girl, the little girl will definitely remember your great kindness."

The girl begged sadly.

"If the little girl can return to the Yang world, she will go to Zhenguo Temple to light an ever-burning lantern for you, and set up a memorial tablet at home, and don't forget to burn incense for three meals a day."

Eh?

This method of repaying gratitude is really different.

Isn't it "the grace of saving life should be promised with your body"?

— Cough, just kidding, he has no interest in female sex so far.

But what are the dishes for the three meals? It's a bit curious.

Oh, almost forgot.

In the eyes of the other party, he is also a ghost now.

"... benefactor?"

Fu Zangzhou hurriedly put aside his messy thoughts, and said to the girl, "There's no need to repay the favor, I... will try my best. But please be patient for a few more days, little lady."

"What, what? Still... have to wait a day or two? Benedict, please..."

The girl spoke incoherently, obviously terrified.

Fu Zangzhou was a little embarrassed.

It's kind of unkind to give people hope but don't have accurate words.

However, he can't mess around, even though it's not easy for this girl.

"Emperor..."

"Don't worry, little lady," I had no choice but to reassure, "It will be fine soon."

Not boasting.

Regarding the matter of the head, he had already made up his mind.

Help Miss Zhou Jia...

On the one hand, it is intolerable;

On the other hand, it is for system tasks.

If the task has not failed so far, it means that there must be a solution.

There is no prompt on the system, but...

How can I forget that there is also a copy of "Five Hundred Days Sprint: Ghost King Crash"? !

"I beg you benefactor to stay!"

Miss Zhou's panic grew.

Fu Zangzhou sighed silently.

Seeing the other party bursting into tears, it can't be said to be sympathetic, it's just...

The soul and body cannot shed tears easily.

A little more tears will add a little more weakness, and one carelessness will damage the soul, no matter how hard it is to recover.

After thinking for a while, Fu Zangzhou stretched out a hand.

The shimmering light on the fingertips condensed and turned into stars in the dark night, submerging into Miss Zhou's "shadow" little by little.

Then he saw panic swept away on his face, his eyes gradually closed, revealing a serene expression.

She "sleeped".

Fu Zangzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, stop looking at each other and cry.

The offensive of tears is really overwhelming.

Then there was another smugness.

It seems that he still has the talent to be the "ghost king".

He didn't even read the general chapter of that "Sprint", or even understood it, so he was able to use a small spell on his own!

Immediately, he no longer stayed in Zhou Mansion.

I have to go back to the inn quickly and find a way to deal with the head as soon as possible.

After quickly reading "Sprint", 80.00% of the text was not understood, but this did not affect his "finding the answer".

Sure enough, in "Speaking of Ghosts", he found what he wanted to know——

Flying head ghost.

The woman who died in vain had her head and body separated when she died. Since there was no body left, the wronged soul was bound inside the skull.

If the skull happens to fall on the polluted Yin, if enough resentment is absorbed, it may evolve into a ghost;

If a ghost is enough to harm seven or forty-nine people, it will go one step further and become an evil ghost.

When a woman with a light eight character stays near the skull for more than an hour when the flying head ghost dies.

It is very easy to be "lived" in the head by flying head ghosts.

Since then, every midnight, the flying head ghost uses the woman's head as a host and flies around.

Wreak havoc.

Mostly it absorbs the yang energy of men, and "eats" the soul when the yang energy is gone.

Let people die inexplicably.

As a ghost, Flying Head Ghost also knows some ghost skills.

Therefore, it comes and goes without a shadow, making it difficult to find it.

——As long as no one knows, whose head it resides in.

By day, the sojourner woman is no different from ordinary people.

However, as time goes by, his body will gradually be stolen by the flying head ghost.

Even, the soul was weak and was eventually swallowed up.

Since then, Li Daitao has become stiff.

The flying head ghost successfully "resurrected" as the woman it lived in!

Fu Cangzhou understood obscure classical Chinese bit by bit.

I was surprised by its content.

So, Miss Zhou...

No, although Miss Zhou's soul is unstable, she has not been swallowed.

And the Flying Head Ghost was still in his coffin.

After reading the text, there are a few explanations.

The general idea is that flying head ghosts may seem scary, but before they become evil spirits, the way to deal with them is simple and quite simple.

As long as the flying head ghost stays for no more than 49 days, if the head of the flying head is sealed with a magic weapon for twelve hours, it will be like water without a source and a tree without roots, and its ghost power will be lost.

Then put the head back on the body of the body woman;

After using the soul-calling technique for seven days, you will regain your sanity and become a normal person.

As for the flying head ghost...

On the day of "returning" the human head to the body, destroy the skull of the flying head ghost before midnight.

Then his soul will fly away!