The House of Everything I Created

"Although your "Aoki Kungfu" is mainly good at the continuity of energy, it is no problem to deal with these ghosts."

"Besides, I am here, what are you afraid of?"

"A few ghosts that are not powerful enough can be easily eliminated."

Brandy nodded and became a little more confident.

But when his eyes swept over Absinthe, he shuddered all over, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"I am just more afraid of you. You are too scary when you turn into a non-human."

Thinking of the way Absinthe turned into a ghost, he couldn't help but feel a kind of physical fear.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was 10:30 in a blink of an eye.

Muffled and even breathing sounds came from both bedrooms.

There were two slightly heavy breathing sounds in one bedroom, and slightly light breathing sounds in the other bedroom.

This was caused by the different breathing sounds of young people and middle-aged people.

As the breathing sounds sounded, changes suddenly began to appear in the room.

A faint chill spread from nowhere and quickly enveloped the room.

Absinthe was the first to notice this change. He stood up from the sofa and looked around with cold eyes.

At this time, Brandy also looked at him, and obviously noticed something.

About half an hour later, the chill became stronger and stronger, and Brandy felt that his breath turned white.

The temperature in the room was dropping rapidly. At this time, a slight cry of pain came from the two rooms.

Absinthe frowned and said, "It's started. They are having a nightmare."

"They are talking in their sleep."

"Go and stick the soul-suppressing talisman on their foreheads."

"The power of the soul-suppressing talisman is enough to block the influence of the resentful spirit on their dreams."

Brand nodded and quickly opened a door.

He saw the couple with painful faces lying on the bed, seemingly trapped in the abyss of nightmares.

He took out two soul-suppressing talismans, quickly injected essence, and stuck them on their foreheads respectively.

A faint golden thread quickly flowed out from the soul-suppressing talisman and permeated their bodies.

A trace of black air floated out of their bodies under the spread of the golden thread, and then dissipated.

Then Brandy went to the second door.

After pushing it open, he saw a girl in pajamas on the bed, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

She looked ordinary, not pretty, but not ugly either. At this time, her face was a little hideous, and fear filled her face.

Brandy walked over quickly and stuck a soul-suppressing talisman on her forehead.

Then, under the brilliance of the golden thread, a faint resentment appeared in her body.

Accompanied by a faint scream, the resentment dissipated without a trace.

At this time, a slight wind sounded in the living room outside.

Brandy was alert and quickly returned to the living room.

Then he saw an amazing scene, shivered all over, and a fear rose in his heart.

There was a phantom wearing a shroud, slowly floating in the center of the living room.

His eyes were full of hatred and greed for the living, and his gaze fell directly on Brandy.

Suddenly being stared at by a vengeful spirit, Brandy could not hide the fear on his face.

At this time, the vengeful spirit did not wait for anything else, and raised his hands high, with sharp black nails on his 10 pale fingers.

He pounced on Brandy in mid-air, and a chill hit him in the face.

Brandy instinctively rolled on the ground to avoid the attack of the vengeful spirit.

At this time, he had already run to Absinthe, "Absinthe, help me, this thing is too scary."

Absinthe rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't expect me to help you solve it."

"Do it yourself, this ghost is very weak, there is nothing wrong with what you said."

"This is what the store manager told me when I left."

"Unless it is a life-and-death situation, I am not allowed to help you solve the ghost."

"My existence is just an insurance to ensure that you will not die at the hands of the ghost."

"Besides that, I will not ask about anything else."

Hearing this, Brandy was immediately furious.

"What? You can't help me solve it?"

Absinthe looked at him with a gloating look on his face, "Let you listen to the store manager's nonsense, this time you can handle it yourself, bye."

After the voice fell, Absinthe sank to the ground and disappeared here in a flash.

Leaving Brandy alone in a daze, looking at the ghost in the shroud, staring at him closely.

Just now, because Brandy was standing behind Absinthe, the ghost did not attack rashly.

Because he could also feel the power of Absinthe, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, even in the world of ghosts.

At this time, Absinthe disappeared, and Brandy had no protection anymore, so he could only face the ghost head-on.

The ghost exuded boundless chill and rushed towards Brandy again.

At this time, Brandy dodged quickly, as if he had forgotten that he was a top-level martial arts master.

The ghost missed again, but it could fly and was very fast.

He kept rising and falling, aiming at Brandy and attacking.

Brandy kept dodging in the living room like a rolling gourd.

His face was a little pale, which was caused by fear. Every time he faced the ghost, he would be unconsciously afraid.

It seemed that the fear of the ghost was engraved in his bones.

But what is more surprising is that he can accurately dodge the attacks from the vengeful spirit every time.

It is as if he can predict all the attacks of the vengeful spirit in advance.

Absinthe is hiding aside at this time, looking at the exhausted Brandy, with a gloating light in his eyes.

"I asked you to jump, I asked you to order, I asked you to hit me, let's see what you can do now."

Absinthe has no intention of helping Brandy at all, he strictly abides by Lin Yi's orders.

As long as it is not a life-and-death crisis, he will never intervene.

Brandy gradually adapted to this kind of attack during this continuous hiding process, and his panting was slightly heavy.

This is the result of a large loss of physical strength during the tense process.

If you are exercising vigorously, this loss will be faster.

The vengeful spirit does not know this, he just follows his instinct and keeps attacking Brandy.

He wants to tear Brandy into pieces and enjoy the taste of flesh and blood. This is the instinct of his vengeful spirit.

After more than a dozen times, Brandy, who had adapted to the attacks of the evil spirit, was able to think slightly in his mind.

He suddenly realized that the attacks of the evil spirit did not seem so difficult to dodge, and the power was not so strong.

Thinking of this, he felt a little courageous.

Absinthe had no idea where to hide. He had no help at all and was helpless.

He could only rely on himself, and suddenly he seemed to think of the past.