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Chapter 45: Home Ghost [Please read]

"Brother Li, did you find anything?"

Fang Jie returned to Li Daoxuan, not even rushing to get the copper nails driven into the wall.

Zhu Jinglun looked at him equally cautiously.

The two of them had acted so recklessly before, and they may not have had the idea of ​​letting Li Daoxuan observe the movement.

"Yeah, but not much. This ghost... is very cunning."

"How to say?"

Fang Jie asked.

"It just didn't show up from beginning to end. The bronze mirror you saw, Fang Jie, and the sounds you heard, Zhu Jinglun, were all the noises it made deliberately."

Allen Chu took a deep breath, "Then where was it just now?"

Li Daoxuan looked at the roof of a house with broken doors and windows in front of him on the left, "There."

Fang Jie followed closely and saw that the bricks and tiles on the roof were broken, not to mention upside down, even if they were torn apart, there were a lot of them.

"This……"

Li Daoxuan had already taken out a stick of incense from the shroud ghost on his waist.

Ask Lu Xiang.

Of course, if you want to find out the Hanged Ghost, Yin Candle must be the best filth, but this thing... Li Daoxuan currently only knows that the Fallen Ghost Decorator sells it, and he only has two of them.

Even if Zhu Jinglun is willing to reimburse the incense, he can still save money.

After all...it's not easy to see a fallen ghost decorator.

As the incense was lit, faint smoke rose, and the incense head sparkled.

The three of them were waiting silently. As the smoke rose completely... it split into two halves, one of which floated to the front left, while the other half floated straight to the right.

"The place on the front left is the Smiley Face Inn. There are indeed ghosts there."

Zhu Jinglun gritted his teeth and said.

"Then don't worry about it for now, kill the one in front of you first and then talk about it."

Li Daoxuan casually threw Wen Luxiang to Fang Jie, and he pulled out a dark sharp knife from his waist.

Originally, a trace of silver could be seen on the blade of the butcher's knife, but it was cut too much by Xie Xiu, and the edge curled and was repaired by Mi Gui himself.

Now the entire pig-killing knife has turned into an ink-like black color.

Fang Jie went to retrieve his copper nails, and then the three of them followed the direction in which the incense drifted, passed through the residential house in front of them, and came to Sanquan Street.

It was also quiet here, with only two twisted corpses on the ground.

The smoke of the incense smoke moved forward, and after walking a short half street, it drifted into a house.

Li Daoxuan raised his hand to stop, "Come and watch outside, I'll just go."

"Remember to watch your step!"

Once it falls, the Hanged Ghost will attack and kill the ninth-rate grain-eater easily. Even if it cannot kill the eighth-rate grain-eater, it will most likely cause serious injuries to it.

Li Daoxuan walked into the house and saw three corpses lying on the ground.

It looked like a family of three were killed by the Hanged Ghost while they were eating. Rotten food was placed on the table, and the heads of the woman and child were turned to the back of their heads.

The man's way of death was a little weird. His limbs were all twisted and erect, and he didn't know what it meant.

Everything in the house was arranged fairly neatly, so the Hanged Ghost was in this room... Li Daoxuan took out a piece of glass lens that had been repaired and sewn together, and a single-frame spectacle frame. Although it was simple, it was still useful.

As soon as he put on the monocle, he had already used the common skill [Knowing Qi].

Just like before, the color of the scene in front of me changed to black and white.

But soon, he discovered the effect of wearing the fragments of glasses. Originally, his eyes would become dry as soon as he used his consciousness energy.

At this moment, the feeling was much lighter, and then there was an additional red line that appeared in the black and white field of vision.

That's...the place where ghosts walked.

With just one glance, Li Daoxuan determined its location.

A fallen... broom.

While dissipating his consciousness, Li Daoxuan performed the next common technique - pawn goods.

It was chosen secretly, but in the next moment, ten pieces of incense ashes were shaken out from the broom.

The Hanged Ghost is obviously knowledgeable and knows how to crack the pawn's "goods", but it can only go so far, after it spends ten incense ash.

It remains in chaos.Li Daoxuan seized the opportunity and stepped in front of the broom.

Common art - disemboweling!
A self-taught art, a pawn's art, and now a pig butcher's art.

Li Daoxuan's butcher's knife was stuck straight on the broom.

"puff--"

The broom looks like an ordinary broom, but when the butcher's knife penetrates it, it is separated from the left and right like flesh and blood.

This broom is a living thing!

After Li Daoxuan's butcher knife penetrated him, the Hanged Ghost, who was originally in a state of confusion, woke up.

He just vaguely saw a shadow running out of the door, and then saw nothing else.

It is extremely difficult to catch up.

As soon as the Hanged Ghost left, the broom that was originally pierced by Li Daoxuan's knife was twisting wildly, as if trying to escape.

He stood up and poured a pot of hot oil on it without hesitation.

After the "chila" sound, the evil spirit stopped making any movement.

[The house ghosts huddled in the corners of the secular world are the aliens in the tribulations. They can change their body shapes at will and are pleased by the five turbidities. They are a rare nourishing medicine for them.

Now it has fallen into your hands. The fallen ghost decorator will give you a good price. After all, this is what they have been studying. Your survival points +10 (green). 】

Home ghost?

Is this also a ghost... Li Daoxuan looked at the frail broom.

Zhu Jinglun and Fang Jie outside heard the noise and ran in hurriedly.

"what is this?"

Fang Jie looked at the dying broom.

"Ghost." Li Daoxuan said lightly.

"House ghost?"

When Zhu Jinglun heard this title, he quickly squatted down to check, "Yes, this is the otaku ghost. It is a kind of existence with material and calamity. It is extremely rare."

Before Li Daoxuan could squat down, Zhu Jinglun had already taken out a spare shroud ghost from his waist, crumpled the house ghost into a ball, wrapped it, and handed it to him.

"Thanks."

The crumpled otaku was only as big as a fist.

"For other evil spirits, this thing is just like food. It is a rare good thing. That's why the Hanged Ghost is attached to it."

Fang Jie looked at Li Daoxuan again.

"The ghost was stabbed by me and ran away."

After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced at the three corpses before retreating from the room.

Fang Jie has already lit the incense to ask for directions.

What was different from before was that after lighting it up again this time, something happened to the smoke.

A wisp of smoke floated straight in the direction of the Smiley Face Inn, but the other wisp of smoke drifted left and right, with no fixed location.

"After the Hanged Ghost was stabbed by Brother Li, he knew he was hiding."

After Fang Jie finished speaking, he suffocated the Wen Luxiang. Once the Hanged Ghost started moving back and forth among the many upside-down objects, it would be difficult to find it.

"It will come on its own initiative."

Li Daoxuan looked around, the vigilance in his eyes getting stronger.

"how do you know?"

"I just hit it by surprise, and it hasn't even used its methods yet. It won't give up."

As soon as Li Daoxuan finished speaking, he rushed out.

And the moment he left, the originally intact beams fell straight down.

Not only that, a crack also appeared on the ground, and Li Daoxuan, who took one step forward, just fell into the crack.

A Class-B calamity hanged ghost that can change things around it.

It's back!
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