Chapter 6: The Haunted House
"Be careful!"
Xia Qi subconsciously screamed, but Leng Yue obviously expected it, only to see him raise his hand lightly, and a paper talisman glowing with golden light was pasted on the little ghost's eyebrows.
"Whew!"
The golden talisman hit the center of the brow, causing the hideous imp to let out a wolf's howl, and then a puff of black smoke rose from the top of its head, but it quickly dissipated in the wind.
It wasn't until the black smoke dissipated that Leng Yue gently lowered the little ghost in his hand to the ground, looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed.
"What's going on? Is this what we're dealing with? ”
Xia Qi caught up with Leng Yue, who was walking towards the house, and asked with doubts.
"It's just a ghost with a little resentment, trapped here forever."
"A ghost with a grudge? Isn't that very similar to a ghost. ”
"This Ziyu Village is now a place of great evil, and ghosts will be contaminated with resentment here, and over time, it is possible to give birth to powerful ghosts."
Xia Qi knew that Leng Yue had opened his eyes and would definitely be able to see many things that he couldn't see. But listening to what he just said, it seems that this Ziyu Village has completely become a ghost village.
Because more than half of the 3-minute time limit given to them by Xu Tianhua had passed, Xia Qi did not break the casserole and ask to the end, but came to the door of the house with Leng Yue.
"Anyone?"
Xia Qi knew that there would be no one in the house, but he still habitually asked. Hearing that there was no sound inside, Xia Qi was about to push the door in, but was stopped by Leng Yue:
"Wait."
As he spoke, Leng Yue took out two paper talismans, one left and one right, and pasted them on the door panels on both sides, and it was not until he finished doing this that he signaled that Xia Qi could go in.
Xia Qi did not have a strong sense of crisis. I don't know how Leng Yue knew that there might be danger in the house.
Pushing open the door, an indescribable smell came to my nose, mixed with the smell of blood.
Xia Qi and Leng Yue both covered their mouths and noses, looking at the almost opaque room with a wary face.
"Oops."
Just as the two of them stood by the door and looked left and right around the room, an old man's cry suddenly came from the inner room.
"Looks like there's something playing tricks here, too."
After the previous lesson, Xia Qi no longer believed that there would be living people here.
Xia Qi glanced at Leng Yue. Leng Yue motioned for them to go over and take a look, Xia Qi didn't ask much, so he nodded and followed Leng Yue to the room inside.
During this time, an extremely old voice came from the room inside:
"Hey, where has this person gone?"
This voice made Xia Qi feel creepy for a while, and he couldn't help but stop and ask Leng Yue, who was still moving forward:
"Let's go back, there's no need to go to this thunder by ourselves, tell Xu Tianhua about the situation here, and let him come in."
"Wait for me here."
I thought that Leng Yue would consider his proposal. As a result, Leng Yue directly threw such a sentence, and the depressed Xia Qi wanted to vomit blood.
But depressed to depressed, he finally followed quickly, worried that Leng Yue was alone in the ambush of the old ghost. Although this probability is low for a cold moon.
Outside the door of the innermost room, there was a kitchen in front of him, Xia Qi took a cursory glance and found that the kitchen board was full of bloodstains, and there was also a large drag mark on the ground.
"It's a real haunted house."
Xia Qi muttered. Leng Yue had already pushed open the door of the room and walked in.
The room was not big, only a broken wooden bed. and a wooden wardrobe behind the wooden bed.
A quilt was covered on the bed, and I didn't know what was inside, a large bulging piece. The small door of the wardrobe in the back was hidden, giving Xia Qi the illusion that something was hiding inside to peep at them.
"The sound must have come from this room."
When Xia Qi said this, his eyes kept locking on the small hidden door on the wardrobe, because there was a moment. He clearly saw a pair of bulging eyeballs, hiding inside, staring at him.
"You retreat to the door, give it to me."
As he spoke, Leng Yue had already drawn out the bladeless sword, and Xia Qi glanced at Leng Yue. Finding that Leng Yue was full of confidence, he retreated to the door according to his instructions.
Holding the sword in one hand, he didn't make any moves, Leng Yue just pointed at the hilt with two fingers, and a mist-like blade appeared from below.
Leng Yue took a step forward at this time and lifted the quilt, only to see that the quilt was covered with an old man's corpse.
Horrifyingly, however, only the head of the corpse was intact, and the limbs of the body were apparently shredded and put back together.
"I'll free you now."
Leng Yue didn't know if he was talking to the corpse, and raised his sword to slash at the corpse, but before he could fall, he saw the corpse's only remaining head suddenly jump, and the shriveled skin on the dead man's head began to shake violently as its mouth opened and closed:
"Titicaca......!"
The dead man's head opened and his mouth kept making a somewhat piercing grinding sound, and then he attacked Leng Yue's location, Leng Yue stared at the dead man's head with a chill, and then slashed down with a sword, directly splitting the man's head in half.
"Do you still need me to get you out?"
Leng Yuejian pointed to the wardrobe behind the bed and snorted coldly, obviously there was still a little ghost hiding inside.
However, the ghost hidden inside obviously didn't want to come out, but it couldn't help it whether it wanted to come out or not.
Leng Yue took out two charms from his bosom and threw them at the closet.
However, before the two charms could be attached to the wardrobe, the wardrobe suddenly shook, and an old woman peeked out of it.
Seeing that the ghost thing showed its head, Leng Yue jumped directly onto the wooden bed, and no longer talked nonsense, so she swung her sword and slashed at the ghost thing.
However, the ghost thing hiding in the closet was obviously stronger than the previous two little ghosts, and it escaped from the cabinet before the cold moon sword fell.
The ghost also knew that he would not be Leng Yue's opponent, so after escaping from the wooden cabinet, he pounced towards Xia Qi by the door.
If it were the past, Xia Qi would definitely not want to escape from the door, but this time he did not escape, but planned to kill it directly after the ghosting.
It's just that before he could make a move, Leng Yue had already chased after him, and then cut off the head of the ghost thing with a sword, which can be described as relaxed and pleasant.
"These little ghosts have been affected by the ferocity of this Ziyu Village, which is not a good phenomenon."
Leng Yue looked at the two corpses in the room, and her face looked somewhat ugly.
"Let's go out and talk about these things, Xu Tianhua gave us 3 minutes, it's almost 5 minutes."
When Xia Qi and Leng Yue went out of the house, they found that Xu Tianhua was looking at them with an iron face. And the two girls who originally followed him, there was only one left at this time, obviously just now, Xu Tianhua must have something on their side. (To be continued.) )