Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 107 Ghost Town (Second update)

Cackling!

Xiao Chang was not dead. His hands were tightly covering his throat, and his eyes were so wide that they almost burst out of their sockets.

This move did not stop him from vomiting wildly. All kinds of nails, hair, dead fish and shrimps spit out from his mouth soon gathered into a puddle on the ground.

Dong Hongtian gritted his teeth, resisting nausea and fear, and wanted to help Xiao Chang.

Su Jie caught him in time and shook his head.

thump!
The water stains under Xiao Chang's body seemed to be bottomless. His body fluttered and gradually sank until he was completely submerged in the water. The water stains gradually subsided, leaving only a pool of hair, fish and shrimp floating on the floor.

On the street, the woman in white has disappeared.

If it weren't for the disappearing Xiao Chang, and the pile of hair and rotten fish and shrimp on the ground, it would seem that everything just now was just a dream.

"I told you not to talk. Don't talk. How can you still survive if you disturb those things?"

Rong Shibao's voice trembled, and a large living person just disappeared in front of him. The chilling scene just now almost made the heart of this old man in his fifties almost stop due to fright.

"You old fool, why didn't you tell me earlier that this place is haunted?"

Gan Huren was furious and pulled out the long knife from his waist.

"Don't shout so loud. It's okay if you don't want your life. If we attract them, they will harm my whole family."

Rong Shibao didn't seem to see the blade, but instead covered Gan Huren's mouth. He was extremely taboo about sound, which made him even more frightened than facing the blade.

Su Jie frowned. The moment the female ghost in white attacked him, Su Jie felt a strange and cold breath coming over him.

It was different from simple spiritual energy, and different from all the spiritual energy Su Jie had ever seen.

Although I don’t know the specific attack process, looking at Xiao Chang’s misery just now, I can understand how terrifying this female ghost is.

"I asked why Nanyang City is so weird. That's it. That's it."

There was regret in Dong Hongtian's eyes. If he had understood earlier, Xiao Chang would not have died tonight.

"Shh, don't talk."

Rong Shibao suddenly became alert again. When he saw the red stone hanging in the room flickering a few times and lighting up a coquettish red halo, he quickly told everyone to shut up.

At the same time, there was another sound coming from the street outside the door.

Hiss!

In the yard, the horses all neighed wildly and uneasily, as if something was attacking them.

With the smell of blood wafting into the house and the sound of heavy objects being dragged, everything finally calmed down.

When everything calmed down, Su Jie and others looked out through the crack in the door.

All six horses tied in the yard had disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

"There's more than one here."

Chen Yun looked ugly. This was her first time encountering a ghost.

Fortunately, Su Jie was by her side, and her strong combat power gave her some peace of mind.

Unfortunately, the number of ghosts she bumped into was not just one, but an unknown number.

"The sky is dry and everything is dry, be careful about the fire."

A sound of gong beating floated into my ears, that was the watchman's voice.

No one spoke this time. All the strange phenomena that had just happened were really horrifying and frightening. The sound of the watchman on the street gradually faded away, as if he had left the street.

Just when everyone was relieved, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the door.

"Is anyone home?"

The door was unlocked and it was the watchman's voice.

Su Jie looked at the red stone. The red light on it flashed crazily, just like a police light.

Rong Shibao covered his mouth tightly, not daring to move, his eyes full of fear.

The same goes for everyone else, including Su Jie. Who knows what is going on outside now. Facing this kind of ghost that he has never seen before, Su Jie is also unsure.

"Is anyone home?"

"Is anyone home?"

"Is anyone home?"

The cold voice of the watchman repeated the same words over and over again, and an eerie and terrifying atmosphere lingered in the room, making people's hearts pound, their mouths dry, and many people's backs were soaked with sweat.

Along with the questioning, a few bloodless fingers, like those of a dead man, penetrated through the cracks in the door.

His fingers were groping back and forth for something, but they couldn't find the plug lock, so they quickly retracted it.

The voice of questioning also disappeared at the same time, and the red stone in the house no longer flickered.

There were several hauntings in a row, and everyone looked ugly. After the watchman disappeared, Su Jie immediately asked: "Mr. Rong, what's going on? Why is your place so haunted?"

"Half a month ago, the city was not peaceful at night. Those dirty things were wandering on the streets. If they accidentally made a noise and they noticed someone in the house, what just happened would happen."

Rong Shibao gritted his teeth, his eyes a little painful: "I originally had a grandson, but because of crying at night, the result, the result."

The next words were not spoken, and everyone understood.

"Why don't you leave Nanyang City? Since this place is haunted, wouldn't it be better to go to a safe place?"

Chen Yun was very puzzled. The ghosts that appeared just now made even her, a demon cultivator at the fifth level of Yunling Realm, feel horrified. Why did these ordinary people still stay in Nanyang City?

Rong Shibao sighed and said with a bitter and sad face: "Leaving is easier said than done! The major officials in Nanyang City have long issued orders that those who want to leave the city will have their property and houses confiscated. We have worked hard all our lives to have something in the city. Who is willing to give up a safe place? We can only stay here and hope that these ghosts will leave soon."

Dong Hongtian wanted to see the scolding scene with the officials today, gritted his teeth and said: "It's those dog officials again. Since the government doesn't care, why not go to the Tianxun Division or inform the Zhengdao Sect? They can't just ignore it."

"I haven't seen any Tianxun Division. As for the Zhengdao Sect, there is a Miaoyin Temple two hundred miles away from Nanyang City. A more prestigious clan elder once called on everyone to send people to ask for help. Unfortunately, there has been no response so far. , no one came back."

Rong Shibao's words made Su Jie's heart skip a beat, and he immediately had a bad premonition in his mind.

"What about the aristocratic families in the city? They haven't left either?"

Su Jie said, Nanyang City is a big city. In addition to the common people who are traffickers and foot soldiers, of course there are also wealthy families and even aristocratic cultivating families.

For example, many of the merchants who do business with the Guiling Palace black market are from wealthy families.

These aristocratic families have a long history, and they also have cultivation methods and control a large amount of wealth, through which they can cultivate the cultivation of the children of the family, or recruit casual cultivators from outside to become worshippers.

A prosperous and powerful cultivating family, not even weaker than the sect, can occupy the blessed land of Lingshan, plant elixir nurseries, open weapon refining workshops and alchemy pavilions,
Talented children in the clan are sometimes sent to the sect for training. When they grow up, they can also be inextricably linked with the aristocratic family and exchange benefits.

In addition, these aristocratic families like to play marriage alliances, their relationships are intricate, they share weal and woe, and they form a huge interest group with each other.

These people have a lot of energy, but they are not ordinary people, and they have no means of resistance.

(End of this chapter)