Talking to nonsense about Sang Ma [system]

Fu Zangzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

The mood is a bit light, and finally there is a way to deal with the flying head ghost.

Not to mention that carrying a human head with you is a bit intrusive, the black coffin is considered a weapon for self-defense, and it can't be occupied by people's heads all the time.

Next is the specific operation.

Fu Zangzhou didn't procrastinate, while studying classical Chinese, he tried to drive the ghost power.

Master a few supernatural powers as soon as possible so that you can save people.

Although I met Miss Zhou's family by chance, and the primary motivation to save her was to complete the mission, but seeing an innocent girl suffer such an indiscriminate disaster, I couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

Get rid of Flying Head Ghost earlier, and you will suffer less;

If it is delayed for a long time, things will become even worse.

Fortunately, the flying head ghost has been sealed in the black coffin for more than 24 hours.

Considering the power of the black coffin itself, even if the Flying Head Ghost was not killed, he would not have the strength to make waves when he was released.

Another fire, burn off its skull, and make sure it disappears completely.

Fu Zangzhou is very happy to learn ghost art.

It's full of energy.

Although all of this is not his original intention, after all, he is a young man who wants to do something big, and he can understand it with chicken blood.

In the guest room, the small table suddenly floated up, drifted crookedly to the door, and narrowly fell back to the ground.

Or see, the broom in the corner flew into the air with a whoosh, trembling, and flew towards the bed in the next moment.

The boy hastily stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the broom... He almost didn't get hit in the face.

The few objects in the room are flying and floating, which is like a "big shift of the universe".

It finally returns to its original position.

Then he took a deep breath, Fu Zangzhou's practice was not over yet.

He sat cross-legged, eyes closed.

Wisps of mist, so faint that it is almost invisible, wrap around its body.

Then it dissolves into the air little by little.

At this time, there was a lazy scholar who came upstairs on the stairs, holding a book in his hand, reading it as he walked.

I don't know how long he walked, so long that he finished reading several pages of the article.

Suddenly returning to his senses, he was shocked to find that he was still standing in the stairwell.

"Hey, why is Mr. Lin so dazed? He's blocking everyone's way."

The scholar apologized again and again, his face undecided: "Have you noticed that this staircase never ends..."

Before the words fell, a few people laughed.

"Is Mr. Lin talking in his sleep?"

Another person said: "It must be that Lin Xianggong is too absorbed in reading?"

"The sky is bright and bright, so you won't encounter ghosts hitting the wall, right?"

The scholar's face turned red.

Several young people laughed and squeezed him away, and stepped on the top wooden step of the stairs.

"Xiaosheng didn't, didn't talk nonsense..."

A sarcastic voice drowned out the murmur of justification.

"Reading is stupid."

"Why don't you call him Lin Idiot hahaha."

In the guest room on the second floor near the stairs, Fu Zangzhou "watched" all this scene in his eyes.

I sincerely apologize to that "Mr. Lin".

It really wasn't his intention.

Saying "ghost hitting the wall" is the most basic ghost technique, he is the "ghost king" after all, if he is worse than other ghosts...how shameless.

Unexpectedly, the hands are too raw and the operation is not proper.

Injured the innocent residents of the same inn, ahem.

Fortunately, he has a good understanding and mastered this skill without much effort;

At any rate, there was not much commotion.

Although there were some mistakes, the results of the practice were satisfactory.

Fu Zangzhou rubbed his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

He took out a black cake, stuffed it in his mouth, got up and walked towards the door.

The door is bolted.

He didn't remove the latch, his figure flickered and became transparent in an instant.

Go through the door.Go downstairs, avoid the crowd, and walk out of the inn.

——While it is still early, go to the Zhou Mansion to deal with the flying head ghost as soon as possible.

When he reached the intersection, the youth in black clothes, invisible to the naked eye, instantly turned into mist.

without him.The fog form "runs" fast.

Just in time for the cloudy, gray sky, there seems to be mist flowing.

Go straight to Zhou Mansion.

Fu Zangzhou's actions can be described as vigorous and resolute.

First, he found the skull of the flying head ghost, and directly and roughly used ghost power to tear open the skull's detention of Miss Zhou's family.

"Grabbing" Miss Zhou's soul, she hurried to her boudoir.

Monks and Taoists are still chanting some scriptures.

There was still no one else in the room, but it was convenient for him to act.

Grab lightly with five fingers.

The air in the room seemed to be distorted for a moment.

"Ghost hits the wall".

In case someone breaks in and disturbs the "practice".

Well, the "how" is decisive and quick.

On the premise that Miss Zhou's soul was not harmed, Fu Zangzhou mercilessly "stuffed" her soul into the headless body.

The black coffin was immediately unsealed, and the head was "installed" on the neck.

Get it!

As for the flying head ghost...

Accompanied by a weak cry of pain, it was directly "bounced" out of the host body.

The blurred ghost image dissipated, and according to what was said in "Sprint", it should have fled back into its skull.

Glancing at the sleeping Miss Zhou, Fu Zangzhou turned into mist again.

Resolutely ran back to the rockery where the flying head ghost was.

It wasn't that he had a short-circuited brain just now, why didn't he just bring the skull over.

No way, the flying head ghost's skull is considered a living body and cannot be stuffed into the storage compartment.

Although he can become invisible or turn into fog, he can't hide real objects for the time being.

If you wear a skull, in the eyes of a living person, wouldn't the skull be flying!

Fu Zangzhou hopes to complete the system tasks perfectly without alarming anyone.

Get back to the present.

The mist soon drifted to the rockery.

He wasn't worried at all.Even if the flying-headed ghost who had been sealed by the black coffin for dozens of hours went back into his skull, there was not much strength left.

There is no escape.

In fact, flying head ghosts can only "walk" at night if they live on the head of the host body.

It itself can be classified as a kind of earth-bound spirit.

Drill into the fake cave.

The youth in the form of the ghost king held the skull hidden among the chaotic rocks in his palm with the help of ghost power.

Just stunned.

Fu Zangzhou hesitated——

The skull is generally intact.That's not the point.

The point is that this skull belongs to a child at first glance.

He didn't know anything about human bones, but guessed from his feeling, the child was probably no more than ten years old when he died.

So, it was difficult.

Suddenly remembered the reason why the flying head ghost was formed.

Die in vain with hatred, the head and body are separated after death, and there is no body left—this "no existence" generally means that the body will be fragmented before the first seven hours.

Death without a whole body is probably the most unacceptable ending for the "ancient people".

Fu Zangzhou was in a complicated mood.

He was almost eaten by the flying head ghost earlier, and he himself has a human mind. In order to complete the system tasks, he naturally wanted to "deal with" the flying head ghost.

However, at this time, remembering that Fei Tougui was a child before his death, he couldn't do anything.

Be his father.

Or hypocrisy...

At this moment, he truly realized the meaning implied by the "life body" defined by the system.

Even if Flying Head Ghost was not a child who was easily forgiven by adults, after all, the other party didn't really eat him, and Miss Zhou's body has not had time to be occupied...

According to human rules, should it be considered an "attempted crime"?

So much more than death.

Of course, if the flying head ghost has killed someone before, that's a different matter.

Fu Zangzhou, who is young at heart, is inevitably confused.

When things came to an end, he couldn't help but decide the life and death of "others" at will.

Especially when a person dies, due to fate, he may become a ghost and exist in another form;

When the ghost "dead", it will be wiped out, and there will be no one else in the world!

[Trigger hidden mission.Do you accept it?whether. 】

The unexpected mechanical sound brought Fu Zangzhou back to his senses after he was in trouble.

Quite a surprise.

... hide the mission?

Open the task bar, "Sub-quest ([-])" shows that it has not been completed.

After bowing his head and thinking for a few seconds, he accepted the task just released by the system.

[Hidden mission ([-]) has been accepted. 】

[Mission Tips: Rescue the dead souls trapped in the Yin. 】

[Mission props: yin and yang roster. 】

"..."

What souls?

And, he's not a Taoist monk, so let him, who is neither human nor ghost... go to "delivery"?

The system finally has a sense of presence:

[Is it at the cost of a one-third discount on mission rewards in exchange for customs clearance strategies? 】

Fu Zangzhou: "..."

The cosplay of this system is unprofessional, the "Killing Chicken" game does not have a dungeon.

Forget it.

My mind is all messed up, Flying Head Ghost still doesn't know what to do, maybe the hidden mission is related to it?

If you can "pass the customs" as soon as possible, you will naturally wish for it.

"In exchange for a strategy."

The next moment, Fu Zangzhou noticed a subtle change in his body.

A mysterious force roams through the limbs and bones.

It seems to be guiding the ghost power that he can't fully control.

centering.

Concentrate.

Fu Zangzhou carefully felt the direction of the ghost power.

The eyes are slightly warm.

He couldn't see it himself, his dark eyes were almost completely black, and there was a bloody light floating in them.

In the field of vision, everything becomes different.

Didn't wait for him to react.

The lips parted involuntarily——

Around the rockery, with a radius of two to three feet, countless invisible "Qi" were sucked into the mouth.

From start to finish, it's just a breath of time.

Fu Zangzhou suddenly opened his eyes:

What the hell!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Just now... what did he eat? !