Awesome, my Celestial Master system

There seems to be something invisible in the air that is about to move, and the sand is lifted up one after another, accompanied by screams like ghosts, hitting people's eardrums one after another, as if to give people's eardrums a blow. Breakdown in general.

Uncle Ming tightly covered his ears, but his facial expression still did not forget to respond.

One ghost after another stood in front of him, all floating in the air, staring at a pair of big eyes.

The younger one should be the ghost's younger brother, the gray-haired one should be the ghost's grandmother, and the older one should be the ghost's mother, and there are a bunch of them standing beside...

Uncle Ming was undoubtedly very surprised to see this.

He stared wide-eyed, as if he hadn't figured out the current situation yet.

The female ghost sneered, with a mocking smile on her lips: "Now you understand why I said that."

Those ghosts floated in the air one by one, with gray faces and black eyes, they looked absolutely terrifying.

The female ghost cast a resentful glance at the direction in which the wealthy family fled just now.

"If it wasn't for their family to build the base on top of our family's tomb, it would be impossible for our family to be uneasy every night!"

Her voice was extremely sharp, like a piece of shattered glass, constantly cutting the ears of everyone present.

Uncle Ming swore that he had never heard a sharper female voice than this in his life.

Sure enough, ghosts with resentment in their hearts are different, even their voices are so sharp, full of resentment.

Those ghosts hung behind the female ghost one by one, and it didn't look very good.

Although she didn't express her dissatisfaction with a sharp whistling sound like the female ghost, the dust and stones all around her were still moving around, showing her ghost power.

Uncle Ming knew at a glance that this family must not be messed with.

The female ghost seemed to be getting more and more angry as she talked, the ghost energy all over her body was constantly rising, and her two nails became pointy and long.

The clothes she was wearing also gradually became bright red, even blood red.

Uncle Ming saw it, and it was simply a big deal!He himself didn't have much real talent and learning, and he really didn't know how to subdue the female ghost who was going to become a ghost, and it seemed that there was more than one female ghost who wanted to become a ghost.

The group of ghosts standing behind the female ghost over there is obviously about to erupt, whispering something incessantly, and those eyes look extremely terrifying.

If I go back today, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep all night.

Seeing this, Uncle Ming was terrified, and hurriedly backed away, while Dabao ran back, ignoring the others and pulling him.

But those ghosts are chasing after them, as if they want to swallow them alive.

May there be a leader, and the debtor has an owner, who should you turn to? What does it mean to chase us!
Uncle Ming complained silently in his heart, with a bitter look on his face.

He hadn't exercised for a while, and it was really exhausting to be dragged and run down like this.

But if he didn't run away, wouldn't he be dead, so what can he do, he can only run away.

But how could a bunch of people outrun a bunch of ghosts?
The ghosts quickly caught up, and Ming Shusheng could only feel the cold wind blowing from behind him.

In desperation, I accidentally bumped into the bell hanging on the side of the bag.

Then you don't know what material it is made of, but you were bumped, and it made a crisp sound when you touched it lightly.

Very crisp, very clean sound, like the first bird chirping in the morning.

Clean even the soul has been washed again.

This kind of bell sounded very soothing to the heart, even though Uncle Ming was in such an atmosphere of fleeing for his life, he couldn't help but praise the ringtone.

At this moment, Uncle Ming suddenly found that the cold air blowing from behind him disappeared.

What was replaced was the constant cries of pain from the ghosts.

Those ghosts rolled on the ground, tightly covering their ears, as if they were suffering something painful.

Uncle Ming hadn't noticed this scene before, but after those oppressive chills disappeared, he finally understood what was wrong.

Take a look, take some time, turn around and take a look, only to find that the group of ghosts are actually very far away from me.

They covered their ears and rolled on the ground.

Uncle Ming was stunned, he didn't know what happened just now.

At this moment, the bell rang again.

It's like the first chime of a bell, and like the Sanskrit sound chanting slowly in a temple.

This sound is pious and peaceful.

The screams of those ghosts on the ground became even more painful.

"What's wrong with them?"

Uncle Ming was stunned and lost his sense of control. He turned around and asked Dabao next to him.

Dabao was obviously confused, didn't know what to do, scratched his head, but didn't say a word to deal with Uncle Ming.

"I don't know either." Dabao shook his head.

Those ghosts screamed and screamed with long nails, scratching the wet ground, leaving scratches one after another.

As far as this scene is concerned, it does look scary enough.

Uncle Ming felt a little apprehensive looking at it.

"Great treasure." Uncle Ming said tremblingly, and cast his eyes on Dabao.

Dabao felt a little terrified at the sight of him begging for help.

"What's wrong."

Uncle Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva.Blinking at him: "I treat you pretty well on weekdays."

Dabao nodded hesitantly.

Uncle Ming immediately followed him and nodded: "Then you...you can ask those ghosts what happened."

Dabao was silent for a while, then looked at him speechlessly.

But it's hard to say anything, after all, it seems that there is no better way at this time.

Dabao had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in front of those ghosts. He walked in front of a little ghost, whose eyes were bloodshot, staring at Dabao who came suddenly.

Dabao felt that his voice was extremely difficult: "Little... brat..."

He hesitated for a long time and didn't want to say a word, but he met Uncle Ming's gaze.I can only bite the bullet.

"Little devil, you... well..."

The little ghost stared at Dabao with resentful eyes.

"you……"

Dabao spoke hesitantly, before he could finish the second half of his sentence this time.

The ghost next to the little ghost suddenly moved, stretched out a foot, and suddenly kicked Dabao away.

Uncle Ming's face paled in fright, and he suddenly lost his sense of proportion.

Dabao thumped on the ground twice, patting the dust off his body, but fortunately he was not injured.

Uncle Ming was shocked by the ferocity of these ghosts.

He quickly pulled up Dabao who was still lying on the ground, and looked at Xiaobao again.

Several people looked at each other.

The ghosts were about to stand up again after being tortured by the ringing of the bell.

Uncle Ming felt that he couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly pulled Dabao and Xiaobao and ran forward.