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Chapter 70
Boss Wu urged in the house,
"Come into the house, turn off the lights and go to sleep. The candles are lit."

"coming."

Wu Qing entered the room, but didn't close the door smoothly. After entering the room, he took off the black umbrella leaning against the wall, stopped for a while to think, and then rummaged around in front of the stove to find something.

Boss Wu was not used to it, so he blew out the candles,
"Close the door and go to sleep."

"it is good."

"Crack, click."

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the sound of the door bolt falling followed by the sound of closing the door.

Boss Wu didn't react right away, but Third Wu was surprised.
"Aqing?"

There was no response in the dark room.

Wu Qing who closed the door from the outside picked up a piece of firewood from the side of the house and stuffed it into the handles of the two door leaves side by side.A bolt was added to the door.

Before going out, he raised the latch, and when the door vibrated when it was closed, the latch fell straight down.

There is a bolt on the inside and outside to prevent foreign objects from entering the house and prevent family members from coming out to block them.

Regardless of the shouts behind the door, Wu Qing walked up the village road, checked the direction of the ancestral hall, and strode forward...

The main task is to become a Qi trainer.

The side mission is to become the captain of the anti-smuggling team of the Transport Bureau.

And now in the ancestral hall of Wujia Village, isn't there a salt policeman from the Transportation Bureau who is a Qi trainer?

I have to be all!

…………

The door of Wu's ancestral hall was wide open, and the silent night wind sent the fallen leaves rustling in.

The night was thick and the candles were flickering.

The shadows of the two salt patrolmen in the ancestral hall were torn and distorted and long and narrow.

The white cloth corners of the two corpses were covered on the bamboo bed in the front hall of the ancestral hall, flying up and down in panic from time to time.

Not long after the villagers were dispersed, almost a family at the end of the village was the last to close the door.

When everything is quiet, the sound of the leaves of the big tree at the entrance of the village being quickly rubbed is especially ear-piercing.

Sha Pingguang closed his eyes and meditated, his eyes widened, and his sad old face instantly stretched out, majestic and majestic.

"coming!"

A light drink.

Patrolman Sun, who was waiting in battle, trembled.A bead of cold sweat slipped from the forehead of the reckless man, and eight petals fell to the ground.

Patrolman Sun, who claims to be highly skilled and courageous, has never seen a ghost after all.I felt timid in my heart.

Sha Pingguang has no time to take care of this rookie.

In the cold curtain of candlelight behind the threshold of the ancestral hall, a half-human-high black shadow stood with its arms hanging down.

The two fangs pressing on the lower lip gave off a cold light, and the rare area of ​​a small face that was not covered with blood was copper-blue, one foot was bare, and the other was dragging a straw sandal. Only a pair of hemp trousers to hide his shame.

Of course, it no longer needs clothes to hide its shame.

The night wind swept a menacing yin energy and poured it into the ancestral hall, leaving no time for others.

Ghoul!

To ordinary people, it is a legend, but to Sha Pingguang, it is an ordinary dead ghost.

Copper head, blood-sucking, less sanity...ghost traits.

Shapingguang has rich experience.

A ghost that likes to eat human flesh and blood.Either it is a fierce ghost who has cultivated into a human body and needs blood and human flesh to maintain its physical body, or it is a dead ghost.

Such as zombies, old autumn husbands, and fans of Shanxiao still retain their instinctive desire for flesh and blood.

When Sha Pingguang was discussing matters with the villagers in the ancestral hall, he had inspected the seals of the villagers, and none of them had been blackened by evil spirits for a long time.

He has already concluded that the ghosts in Wujia Village are newly born corpse ghosts.

The morality is not high, and the corpse turns into a ghost, the body can be added with a knife and gun, and the body will die immediately when the body is broken.

It is far from the practice of opening an altar.

It was expected, but Sha Pingguang's star-like eyes still jumped.

This ghost, half as tall as a human, was a child when he was alive.

A child was lost in Wujia Village. Sha Pingguang thought that he was killed by a ghost like the other two in the village, but he didn't expect that the ghost in Wujia Village was a little ghost.

There is no such thing as a coincidence.

This ghost is probably the lost child.

But where does a child have such a big resentment?

Besides, as Shan Shapingguang knows, all ghosts in the world, no matter how treacherous and fierce they behave, are all forced to death by ordinary people, and their delusional thoughts became poisonous when they were alive. Fangsheng ghosts.

In human terms, before a person dies, greed, hatred, ignorance, suspicion, slowness, resentment, joy, and no matter how deep the emotions are to a certain extent, they can be linked to yin and yang, and then they will become ghosts.

But young children are mostly naive, and it is difficult to reach this point.

Either the farmer named Wu Amao at night wasn't telling the truth, or...

The mind turns around.

The dark wind hit, the little bluish face, the cold fangs.It smells fishy.

This little ghoul, without even bending his knees, suddenly jumped at Sha Pingguang from outside the door.

From a distance of three or four feet, it is really like flying.

Sha Pingguang quickly took out his pistol and was about to take a closer look.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

In mid-air, the kid's young body trembled, stinky black blood spilled, and flames burst out in several places.The adjacent wall bricks spewed debris.

Beside Sha Pingguang, Patrolman Sun shook his arm repeatedly, and in a hurry, he emptied the ten-round magazine in the blink of an eye.

Under the pain, the little ghost avoided the gunfire, climbed up to the eaves, and moved like a night owl among the pillars of the ancestral hall.

It caused Sha Pingguang to scold him.

When you see the real thing, you panic like this. You're hitting a pistol. If you just shoot without aiming, it's a waste of opportunity.

He knew at a glance that the little ghost who was circling around like a fly between the pillars had several blood holes punched out of his body, but none of them were critical joints in his limbs.

There were even a few bullets that landed on its hard, iron-like skull, so that the bullets bounced wildly as if they had hit an iron plate.

This little devil is so quick and agile, if he doesn't break his hands and feet, how can he behead his head and crush his bones?

Sha Pingguang did not change his composure, since he guessed that it was a ghost activity.But if he didn't avoid it, he was naturally confident.just feel.

Now it's time to fight!

The two died together in the ancestral hall.

It's only a moment before the gong kicks off, and it's still early for a good show.

No one noticed that on the roof of the ancestral hall, there was a piece of gray tile that was partially lifted. Behind the half-section of the small skylight, a pair of eyes were piercing.

With the gunshot just now, Wu Qing, who was hiding on the roof, had already shaken to escape, the shadow and candlelight intertwined in Wu Qing's eyes:

【Bronzehead Imp】

One of the thousands of ghosts in the world.Dead ghost.

Because the world is obsessed with reincarnation and the interests are upside down, the harmony and yin form [-] subversive and chaotic thoughts, so there are wet phases covering the corpses that flow around the country, and they are ready to move.

Name: Maowa

The skills are as follows:
Brass Head: The skull is as hard as copper casting.

Blood-sucking: likes to eat human blood, and can recover from injuries by sucking blood.

Weakness: Decapitation means death.

Note: If the body becomes a ghost, its head cannot be blown off, will it be possible to tear it apart?

…………

It's not a zombie?Wu Qing smiled.

I really watch too many Hong Kong movies.

Just looking at Jie Jie Sheng's evaluation of him, one can know that this copper-headed brat is a little weaker than Umbrella Charm.

Did you dismantle it?

Wu Qing blinked her eyes on the roof, not forgetting her only technique, karma incarnation.

Thirty hours before the incarnation of karma, he recovered enough to cause Wu Qing's lifelong disability, and this effect made Wu Qing never forget it.

In the comments, it is written that killing ghosts can gain karma and repair itself.This brass-headed imp is also a ghost, killing it should also gain karma.

Do more than one bird?
Wu Qing turned to look at the sky.

The sky is filled with starlight upside down like a canopy, and the night wind blows gently.

Exactly.

The bells and drums are late and the night is long, and the starry river is about to dawn.

It's still early.

Wu Qing shook her legs.

Not urgent.

…………

The stiff corpse bumped against the pillar and turned back and forth repeatedly.

The dust accumulated on the beams of the ancestral hall connected to the columns fell rustlingly.

The dust was dazzling, and Sha Pingguang couldn't help blinking until his rookie colleague finally loaded the bullet.

Just once, and then opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with hideous faces.

"Roar."

Roaring, stench.

Two fangs followed.

There was no trace of a childlike face approaching.

Sha Pingguang's neck was chilly, but the muzzle of the gun hit the copper-headed kid's chest, and the flames exploded.

The copper-headed brat trembled and howled.

Six gunshots stopped.

Sha Pingguang kept four bullets on purpose, and kicked forward with his right heel brushing the ground, his toes turned up, and kicked the trembling copper-headed kid away from half his body, so that he could raise the muzzle of his gun and was about to aim at the kid neck, and pulled the trigger again.

His rookie colleague, Patrolman Sun, saw that the brat-headed brat and Sha Pingguang had finished fighting, and there was a distance between each person and the corpse. In a panic, he didn't care that Sha Pingguang was not far from the brat-headed brat, and shot again indiscriminately.

One shuttle finished.

effect, no effect.

The situation took a turn for the worse.

　I was dissatisfied with what I posted yesterday, so I rewrote part of it, and I would like to trouble readers to read it again.But if you don't look at it, it won't affect much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)