Chapter Seventy-Two: The Weeping Ghost
Cry!
Weep!
A group of evil spirits came from all directions, and they approached Oniwai with difficulty, and opened their hands, stretched out, and their sharp nails grabbed at Oniwai.
However, before they could catch them, their claws crumbled.
The ghost cries, and his body is protected by an inexplicable force, so that he is not harmed by the ghosts.
Ghost Cry pressed the knife in front of his knee with both hands, closed his eyes, and endured in silence.
Suddenly, a completely different voice burst into my ears.
"Eun Gong, Eun Gong ......"
Among the many evil ghosts with hideous faces and black gas, a ghost was also struggling to approach this side, and when he saw the ghost crying, he suddenly became excited: "Engong, cannibal inn, he is looking for you, be careful......"
Suddenly, a rooster crow burst into my ears.
The ghost cried, his eyes were like electricity, and he jumped up in an instant.
In the east, a white rainbow swept across, and in an instant, everything vanished.
Ghost Cry opened his eyes violently, and the long knife in his hand had been pulled out halfway. Silently withdrew the long knife, constantly recalling the strange scene he saw in his vision.
Is this a fantasy, or a warning, or something else?
Except for the demons who have taken the initiative to cultivate in mass production, such as Taoist monks, the rest of the demons see completely different scenes in their visualizations, and the pressure they are under is by no means the same. Therefore, some demons can be visualized once a day, while others have to wait for a long time.
The visualization of ghost crying usually takes a long time, because the mental pressure is too great to bear every day.
However, yesterday and today, he meditated twice in a row, just because of that inexplicable faint sense of crisis.
In his visualization, although he recalled the pain of hell, his special sense of mystery was magnified, and he needed to use this method to find the source of that faint sense of crisis.
Cannibal Inn?
Devil Cry's eyes narrowed, he got out of bed, took his knife and hat, opened the door fully armed, and walked out into the courtyard.
Zhang's mother hasn't come yet, because the sky has just turned white, and even the sun hasn't shown yet. Coupled with the rainy day, the weather is still very dark at the moment, and it is already hazy three meters away, so it will naturally come later.
Therefore, it did not come to normal.
Ghost Cry inhaled the humid air, lifted his feet and walked out of the yard, following the feeling in his heart, and walking along the road.
The rain smashed big pieces on the hat, shattering the bones. The sound of "crackling" came into the ears and was endless.
After walking for a long time, I didn't see a single pedestrian. On weekdays, even the most diligent, the earliest seller of cooking cakes, did not appear.
My stomach was empty, and I felt a little uncomfortable.
Just as the ghost was crying and thinking, he stopped. Turning around, he looked at the small courtyard in front of him.
In the small courtyard, there was silence in the house, and the faint smell of blood poured into the nostrils.
The smell of blood is really light, but on such a rainy day, it can be spread so far, how strong the smell of blood is.
His eyes looked through the rain to the doorway of the house. Under the eaves, a ghost covered in blood, with round eyes, looked at him directly. He was like a zombie, his mouth opened and closed slightly, and his voice came into the ears of the ghost cry, bringing the ghost cry into the illusion.
In the cage, the innkeeper and his men slaughtered people.
Then, the mysterious man in the hat fell from the sky and killed the innkeeper like a god.
Then, rescued.
A passionate distant cousin, a sister-in-law who doesn't have a good face, and their three children.
found a job, just at the dock, every day was very hard, and he didn't earn much, but he still worked hard to earn money to support his family, and when he got home, he had to rush to work. My sister-in-law didn't have a good face all day, but gradually, she became enthusiastic.
The next moment, the picture switched quickly, and all of a sudden, it was night again.
The door was pushed open, and my cousin's family of five sat at the table, clutching their own entrails in their hands and pouring them into their mouths. A man with triangular eyes and a hooked nose, carrying a sharp knife, sometimes laughing, sometimes hugging his head and crying, and then the whole twist.
The screams of night owls echoed in the rain of the night.
Outside the house, a man shivered like a plague chicken, shivering in the night rain. Hearing this cry, his face turned pale. The white light flashed, and the sky and the earth were full of daylight. At this moment, his face was exceptionally clear.
In the rumbling thunder, the illusion vanished, and the bloodied ghost sat in a daze in the corner under the eaves, holding his head and crying in a low voice.
Ghost Cry didn't go in, but turned to leave, and there was no need to go in.
The knife was pulled very tightly, and the joints were white.
The bell, melodiously rang, pierced through the heavy rain curtain.
The heavy rain hit the ground mercilessly, and it seemed that the rain was heavier than just now.
"Li Da Niu. The ghost's low voice echoed again, and the man outside the house, whom he recognized, had once troubled him, and had taken off his arms for him, had not dared to appear in front of him again.
Find him, and you should get some useful news.
A man and a woman hugged each other on the bed and slept soundly.
With a loud bang, the door was blasted open, the latch snapped and popped out, and it slammed into the bed with a "pop".
The man and woman were awakened, looked at the figure at the door, and shrank in horror.
Devil Cry walked in with a knife and took off his hat, revealing his long, narrow eyes. The eyes were like knives, shooting out from the cracks in those eyes, making the hearts of the man and woman cold.
"Hell... Ghost... Ghost master, what are you doing?" the man on the bed asked in a panic.
"Entrusted by others, he came to arrest the adulterer. ”
The two of them turned pale and trembled. The woman screamed, and regardless of the good spring, she pounced directly, and before she could beg for mercy, she was stunned by a ghost crying palm.
The man trembled and said, "Ghost... Ghost, are you kidding?"
"Hmm. Ghost Cry nodded: "Whether you're joking or not depends on your performance." ”
"Ghost master, please say, it is my duty to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. ”
"Where's Li Daniu?" asked the ghost.
The man on the bed breathed a sigh of relief......
The ghost cried and left, the man looked at the woman on the bed, and saw that she was fainting, lying on the bed without any image, and her private parts were looming......
Bang!
A bolt of lightning exploded nearby, and a large tree was split in half, and it slowly fell, falling behind Devil Cry. The light shot out from behind him, dragging his shadow long to the lonely, dilapidated house ahead. The ghost cried deaf ears and walked resolutely forward.
A smile gradually appeared on his face. The ringing is getting more and more urgent. He just wanted to find Li Daniu, but he didn't expect that the main owner was here.
At this time, it is time for the sun to come out. However, at this moment, the sky is not bright but dark.
With one foot, I stepped into a small puddle, and the water splashed and the lotus bloomed.
In the next moment, the leg was gone, leaving only more than a dozen blooming lotus flowers.
In an instant, the door shattered.
The brilliant sword light was accompanied by the flying figure, and it plunged straight into it like lightning, like a bullet out of the chamber.