I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

When it was midnight, when new and old were changing, a group of indistinct shadows finally appeared outside the house. His aura was cold, like the miasma of a deep mountain forest, almost piercing into the bone marrow.Both of them had a meal - they were ghosts.

He was erratic in the mid-air, and approached the red guard from top to bottom like a poisonous snake around the beam of the house. He didn't speak, but he had already raised his sharp claws like knives.

Shao Mubai felt strange, in the past, ghosts and monsters would always say a sentence full of curses when killing people, for example, when Pingge poached his heart, it was a question-"Why do you want to live up to your sincerity".

But at the moment when ghosts and demons are hurting people, he can only suppress his doubts first, take out the Yin-Yang glazed fan and rush over.

thump——

The hard nail hit the fan bone, making a piercing sound.

The ghost caught off guard and withdrew his hand, jumped in mid-air, and hovered under the roof.He is very different from the previous two ghosts. The nails on both hands are blood-red in color, as long as the palm of an adult man, sharp and thin, and each one is enough to make a blade.

Shao Mobai turned around and stood in the middle of the room, snapped open the fan, raised his eyebrows, "You ghost, if you want to kill someone in front of me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

The ghost crawled on the beam of the house, glaring at him with a pair of eyes, the eyeballs seemed to be pierced with sharp knives.

"Yo? Why are your eyes so ruthless?"

Shao Mobai winked at Zhao Wen, signaling them to retreat first to avoid accidental injury, and then spoke calmly, as if having tea and chatting:

"You'd better not be so fierce, or I will attack you later, and you will be wiped out very easily."

The ghost seemed to be extremely impatient, raised his hand and swiped in the air, a big crack opened in the roof immediately, the beams of the house broke and fell down, and went straight to the top of Shao Mobai's head.

Shao Mobai nimbly turned to the side, the log brushed past his body and plunged into the floor, at the same time, Duan Wuji swung the log up from the ground with a long whip, and returned to the ghost demon on the same path.

The ghost was astonished, but did not dodge. With his palms together forming a knife shape, he slashed towards the center of the wooden pillar. The wooden pillar that could only be encircled by an adult man's hands was instantly broken in two.But the broken crack was not big, and the ghost chanted a spell, and a snake-like black phantom quickly passed through the crack and flew towards the two of them.

The corner of Shao Mobai's lips curled up, and the incantation came immediately. The yin-yang glazed fan in his hand instantly emitted a golden light, flowing around the edge of the fan bone, and with the wave of his long arm, the halo immediately converged into an arrow feather , piercing the phantom in mid-air, and cut off one of the ghost's nails with a "cha".

"what----"

The ghost still didn't say a word, it just let out the whistling sound of yellow sand from its throat, as if it was very surprised by Shao Mengbai's magic power.

Shao Mobai took back the fan and raised his eyebrows at him, "Are you surprised?" He twirled the fan on his wrist and put it away with a snap, "I'm not a mortal, I'm—"

He raised his voice and said:

"Tall, majestic, suave and suave, there are no ghost hunters in the world who only love Duan Wuji—Shao, Mu, and Bai."

Ghost: "..."

The air froze for a moment, but only for a moment, it was broken by the unbearable ghost.

"Shame!"

A hoarse roar came out of his throat, which made Shao Mobai's brows sink - no matter how calm his nature was, this ghost would not be silent. The reason why he can keep his mouth shut until now is probably because he was a mute during his lifetime.

This made Shao Yubai even more curious. Even if a dumb person has hatred in his heart, when he kills someone, he should cut off his tongue. Why would he cut off his hands?

The time of subduing it was exceptionally smooth, so smooth that the two of them could hardly believe it - when they subdued the little ghost before, they teamed up and barely defeated it, and Duan Wuji was injured because of it.

But this time, Shao Zhengbai completed it with only one person's strength, and he only used [-]% of his mana.

Strange, really strange.

But just when he took out the tear pill and let the ghost cooperate with the cleansing of the soul, everything happened suddenly like the sky fell, which confirmed his speculation.

"He's bleeding."

Duan Wuji looked at the puddle of black liquid on the beam with a solemn expression.

Shao Yubai followed his gaze, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, "But the time I hurt him just now, I hit him on the ground."

Even if you are injured, it is impossible for blood to stay on the beam.

The eyebrows gradually gathered into a "Chuan" character, and he fixedly looked at the blood that was still falling down, and his eyes turned to the kneeling ghost on the ground.

"Have you been injured before?"

The ghost was out of breath, and it took a lot of effort to forcefully raise his head, his eyes were dark, and he moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.He lowered his head, and was about to write on the ground, but was interrupted by a loud bang.

I saw a powerful force rushing in from outside the house, with a dim dark blue will-o'-the-wisp, rushing towards the ghost.

Shao Zhengbai was startled, and rushed to resist, but it was still a step too late——the ghost was scattered by the sudden force, and immediately disappeared into ashes.Only the broken armor with black blood on the floor can be used as a trace of his presence.

The veins on his forehead twitched, and Shao Mobai stood up, staring at the source of that strength.

"Your Excellency's spells are amazing, why don't you show up and see them?"

After the words fell for a long time, a wanton laugh came from mid-air: "I heard that the magic power of the ghost catcher is unique in the underworld, and this journey is smooth and smooth. I thought it was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than that."

Shao Zhengbai held his breath and probed, but he didn't find the person's body. There were floating energy fragments everywhere outside the house, which could not constitute a complete individual.

The visitor is not good.

He raised his hand horizontally, blocked Duan Wuji behind him, and said loudly: "So, your Excellency is here today to discuss spells with me?"

The man smiled wantonly again: "I was just entrusted by someone to ask you to take something."

Shao Mubai thought about it for a while, and vaguely guessed it, so he touched the tear pill bulging from the skirt of his clothes, and said, "Do you want it?"

"reason."

"The weak don't need to know so much."

"It seems that you are bound to win?"

"So, you injured the ghost in advance, just wait for me to take out the tear pill, and grab it."

"That's right." The man paused, and then said, "However, this is not a robbery. The tear pill was originally in my pocket, and now, it is just returned to the original owner."

"What if I don't give it?"

That voice floated faintly in the air, like an undercurrent surging in the depths of a river, and suddenly, killing intent arose, and the tiles on the roof were suddenly blown over.What followed was a curse that wanted to tear people into pieces:

"Then... go to hell!"