The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 24
There was no doubt that the thing that had just emerged from the well was a ghost.

This point, Lu Qian's mental perception can immediately tell.

However, he can only tell that the other party is a person's shape, but he cannot tell the other party's gender.

If you want to observe further, you still need to use the eyes covered by mental power.

Lu Qian jumped off the bed directly, came to the window, pierced the window paper with his fingers dipped in saliva, then covered his eyes with mental power, and looked into the courtyard through the small hole.

The courtyard was pitch-black, and although the eyes covered with spiritual power could not see through the darkness, after adapting to the darkness, they could vaguely see the dark world with glimmers of light.

In the dark night, in a corner of the small courtyard, covered with weeds, there is an ancient well that seems to have been abandoned.

On the rim of the already somewhat dilapidated stone well, a somewhat withered palm appeared.

The palm was on the edge of the well, and a man with disheveled hair slowly crawled out of the well.

It had gray and dry hair covering its face.Its wrinkled face is only visible when it looks up.

Her mouth was open, and there were faint yellow teeth that could be seen in her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qian's heart skipped a beat.

The details shown on this female ghost are better than those ghosts that Lu Qian saw in Zhaojiatun.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and pinched a little paper figurine in his hand, while turning his face slightly away from the window.

The female ghost glanced at herself, but she didn't seem to notice him.

She crawled out of the well and stood up slowly.

The back is a little bent, obviously she is not young, she is an old woman.

After she stood up, she looked around, and then walked to the innermost room of the courtyard with a clear purpose.

That was the room of the Rangers.

Seeing this, Lu Qian inadvertently twitched a smile:
It seems that this knight-errant is very popular among middle-aged and elderly women.

The old woman went out of the knight's room, and stood at the window, facing in.

The dim light from the window shone on her face.

Her dry hair covered her face, except for her mouth.

The mouth is split open, and a hoarse laugh like grinding teeth:

"Hey Hey Hey……"

Although the laughter was not loud, it was especially piercing in this silent night.

At least everyone in this courtyard can hear it.

After a while of silence, the ranger's angry and frightened voice sounded in that room:
"Get out, old woman!"

The ranger's mouth was obviously not good enough, and the lady didn't listen to him.

"Hey Hey……"

Instead of leaving, the "dead old woman" moved her face closer to the window, almost sticking her entire face on the window paper.

Some cloudy, unknown liquid even dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Then, suddenly—

The wall next to Lu Qian made a soft "boom".

It was Zuo Qiuling who knocked on the wall. Obviously, she also heard the commotion outside and was a little scared.

The old woman's ears were so good that when she heard the knock on the wall, she turned her head and looked over.

However, it was obvious that the ranger was more attractive to her. She only glanced at this side, then turned her head and faced the window, giving out a creepy smile like a night cat in heat:

"Hey hey hey hey..."

At this moment, Lu Qian finally understood why this knight-errant always lost his temper and was addicted to alcohol.

If there is such a thing, standing outside his window and laughing at himself every night, he probably wants to get himself drunk as hard as possible, and fall asleep early to die, so that he can't hear any sounds outside.

Of course, it is left to fate whether the outside things will eventually come into the house.

But, in that case, why did he stay here instead of leaving?
Obviously, it wasn't the first night that the knight-errant had a "tryst" with the old woman at night. He only cursed once, and then stopped talking, and just nestled in the room without any movement.

And the old woman was obviously very patient, standing outside the window, looking into the window with an "infatuated" face.

Lu Qian saw this scene through the window, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Swordsman, just like this, being bullied by a dead old woman like this?"

As he thought about it, he fully expanded his mental power and carefully explored the surrounding area.

The rest of the surrounding area is normal.It seems that the old woman is the only ghost here.

When Lu Qian saw this, he didn't pay attention anymore, turned over and returned to the bed, and lay down to rest.

However, this ghost old woman was very energetic and stayed outside all the time, laughing hoarsely and piercingly from time to time, which made Lu Qian inexplicably agitated.

At this time, there was another "dong dong" knock on the wall next door.

Lu Qian frowned, this Zuo Qiuling was too impatient.

At this time, the "knight-errant" suddenly roared angrily: "Damn old woman, why are you looking for me and not others? I...I will fight with you!"

Then, the door opened.

Lu Qian raised his head immediately, got off the bed, came to the door, quietly opened the door, and looked out.

In the corridor outside the door, there was a young man stabbing forward with a sword in one hand.

In front of him, there was a hunched figure, wearing a big flowered jacket, raised his old face vigorously, looked up at the young man in front of him, and smiled all over his face.

This young man is naturally the "Ranger Scholar".

He called himself a swordsman, and his swordsmanship was really good. In a few breaths, he stabbed ten or twenty swords.

If this stabbed someone, it would have already turned him into a sieve.

However, stabbing the ghost old woman was like stabbing into the air, and it had no effect.

The ghostly old woman looked up at the knight-errant, and was even happier.

It seemed that she was enjoying the stabbing of the young man in front of her.

Lu Qian stood in the door and looked at it for a while, and felt that this knight-errant's swordsmanship was really good. No wonder Zuo Qiuling wanted to pay a visit to him as soon as he heard his name as a swordsman.

It's a pity that his efforts to deal with ghosts in this way are just in vain.

The knight-errant danced vigorously with a sword, but his heart became more and more frightened.

In the end, the sword in his hand began to tremble.

The ghost old woman let out a "hehehehe" laugh again, and it suddenly took two steps forward, reaching out to touch the ranger's face.

"Fuck!"

The ranger was terrified, turned his head and ran away.

I don't know if he was scared stupid, instead of running into the house in a panic, he ran out and came straight to Lu Qian.

When the ghost old woman saw her, she didn't rush. As soon as she lifted her foot, it floated forward and followed closely behind the knight-errant.

Seeing this, Lu Qian squeezed the little paper figurine in his hand, locked the ghost old woman with his mental power, and shouted softly:

"receive--"

The next moment, Lu Qian felt that the little paper man in his hand shook slightly.

Lu Qian was not at all surprised by the magical ability of the dementing little paper man to collect ghosts.

However, after this ghost old woman was taken into the little paper figurine, she didn't struggle violently like other ghosts, but was very quiet.

Holding the peaceful little paper figurine in his hands, Lu Qian couldn't help but startled.

Just as he was stunned, the little paper figurine in his hand suddenly moved.

Suddenly, a strong air mass appeared in the little paper man's body, and it swelled violently, as if it was about to burst the little paper man.

Lu Qian's heart skipped a beat. He didn't have time to throw the little paper figurine to the oil lamp, but threw it out directly, and locked the little paper figurine with spiritual burning.

With a soft "bang", the little paper figurine floating in the air ignited spontaneously.

Seeing the little paper figurine burning smoothly, Lu Qian finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The burning little paper man floated in the room, and finally turned into a ball of ashes, slowly falling to the ground.

Lu Qian frowned as he looked at the falling ashes.

When the little paper figurine was burning, there was no phantom shadow of a human figure floating above it.

After the burning was completed, he didn't hear the hell-like scream from Jiuyou either.

at this time--

Lu Qian suddenly felt that there was a cloud of cold humanoid aura, leaning against his back.

That cloud of cold breath seemed to come out of nowhere suddenly, without any warning beforehand.

Then, he seemed to feel a face that quietly circled around from the back of his neck and stuck to his right cheek.

In an instant, Lu Qian felt that the hairs all over his body stood up in a daze.

The dementing little paper man, invalid?
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