so cute

When the little ghost gnaws on the person, how does it gnaw on it?

It will bite the flesh, and then the Yin Qi will soak into the bones, pulling and tearing.

"Ahhh!"

Qu Yidao let out a scream from his long throat.

He didn't expect that he killed countless ghosts, and in the end he was hugged and bitten by a group of little ghosts, and he couldn't shake them off.

He raised his legs desperately, wanting to kick the Eastern Emperor Bell.

But Zhong was kicked too far, the only blame is that he didn't grow 1.8 meters tall, and now he couldn't reach it.

"You... are you still acting stupid? Didn't you see this fierce ghost, has he become so arrogant? He actually drove the ghost to bite me! When they are all full, will you have a good end in a while?" Qu Yidao The chief shouted as hard as he could, he was really embarrassed.

In fact, he didn't expect that this Jing Jiujiu not only got rid of the predicament, but also became so strong that he could control ghosts!

The skinny man frowned: "...Indeed, it's too late to control ghosts and hurt people."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the beautiful boy sitting on the chair speak slowly, "He was the one who wanted to ring the bell to kill me first."

The skinny man stopped talking.

Daoist Qu Yi almost died of anger.

"You guys, why do you listen to what this ghost says? He is a ghost, so what's wrong if I kill him?"

"But I was... a human being." Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice.

When these words came out, everyone was startled, even Bai Yuhuai was slightly startled, then his brows and eyes sank, and he stepped on Daoist Qu Yi harder.

Daoist Qu Yi: "...Ahhh, Bai, what the hell are you doing? Are you really going to make an enemy of the metaphysics circle because of a ghost?"

"It's your enemy." Jing Jiujiu corrected from behind.

"Stop it first." The bearded beard sighed, and said, "And this...Mr. Bai. If Qu Yi really helps others to do such evil things, kill people, form battles, then we should follow the rules in our circle To punish him. Instead of being bitten to death by ghosts like this..."

Bai Yuhuai asked lightly: "How to punish? Who will make the judgment?"

The skinny man said: "Gui Yunmen is the best in the metaphysics circle, why not ask Gui Yunmen to make a decision."

Bai Yuhuai nodded: "Well, you're right. I belong to Yunmen, so I sentenced him to be bitten to death by all ghosts, and his bones were all broken. After death, he will also sacrifice to the evil god he raised. How about it? "

Skinny man: "..."

The rest: "..."

Fuck, this logic... Fuck, I really can't find anything wrong.

Daoist Qu Yi: "I'm so stupid..."

Bai Yuhuai picked up a porcelain cup casually, stuffed it into his mouth, blocked his mouth, and blocked the dirty words like this.

These words, don't dirty Jing Jiujiu's ears.

Daoist Qu Yi widened his eyes, staring at Jing Tinghua's direction.

But Jing Tinghua didn't move at the moment, and he wasn't driven by him at all.

It was you... who forced me.

Daoist Qu Yi bit hard, his mouth and teeth were bleeding on the porcelain cup, and the blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth...

A rune on his body suddenly lit up, and it flicked away Bai Yuhuai's hand and those brats.

The little ghosts prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.

And Bai Yuhuai frowned slightly, and jumped off the table.

Daoist Qu Yi finally stood up straight again, but this time he didn't go to get the Donghuang Bell because he couldn't touch it anymore.

Master Ting Yi stood up suddenly, and hissed: "You put a formation on yourself? You...you lured ghosts into your body...you are no longer human!"

The others sighed softly, they didn't expect Daoist Qu Yi to come to this step.

He is as famous as Master Ting Yi, and he was a well-known genius in the metaphysics circle in his early years.Why is it like this now...

Everyone started chanting mantras and throwing talisman papers again.

Daoist Qu Yi sneered, "Ghost? Take a closer look..."

As he spoke, he tore off his coat, tore the clothes inside, and exposed his chest.

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

If you speak harshly, speak harshly. What clothes are you taking off?

Bai Yuhuai unbuttoned it with one hand, quickly took off his coat, and threw it on Jing Jiujiu's head, covering him tightly, not allowing him to watch him undress.

Daoist Qu Yi: "..."

He grinned: "Look quickly! Look carefully!"

If you don't look, how can you deter them?

This Jing Jiujiu was in a daze, and slowly pulled down his coat, only then did he see Daoist Qu Yi's current appearance clearly——

There was a ferocious head embedded in his chest. Half of the head was made of gold, and the other half seemed to be made of flesh and blood. It was gradually connected to his chest, and the distribution of blood vessels could still be vaguely seen.

The half of the skull made of gold, with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, seemed to be a bit of a god and Buddha, while the half of the flesh and blood had ferocious eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of the mouth were split.

"I integrate the peaceful and wrathful appearance of gods and Buddhas into my flesh and blood. I am the incarnation of gods and Buddhas, and I am gods and Buddhas!" He raised his hand and pointed at Jingjiu wine, "how can he be worthy of offering sacrifices? He is A ghost. Even a statue is still a ghost! I am a god and Buddha, and when everyone sees me, they must kneel down and kowtow. I should be enshrined!"

While speaking, a gleam of golden light really floated on his body.

Jing Tinghua sighed softly, grabbed a chair and sat down.

He couldn't tell anything else, but he could tell that Bai Yuhuai's face didn't change.Obviously, to him, such a powerful thunder method is just a small joke in front of him.

...When this man walked into the castle and met Jing Jiujiu.All of them are doomed.

The surroundings are still discussing anxiously: "These spells are useless to him..."

"Crazy, crazy. Qu Yi is really crazy! How can people become gods and Buddhas through such evil means?"

"What is he now? Half human, half ghost, half god?"

"It's very difficult to find a solution to him... The means of killing people can't kill him, and the means of killing ghosts can't kill him. And gods and Buddhas... who can kill gods and Buddhas?"

Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice: "You can't kill him, but you can make him hurt. Here, which one of you will ring the Eastern Emperor Bell that he brought himself?"

Daoist Qu Yi:? ? ?

Master Zhou moved quickly, picked up the hammer first, and hit it hard.

Jing Jiujiu frowned, but the discomfort was not as strong as imagined, and there was even a feeling that all the turbidity in the internal organs had been swept away.

Daoist Qu Yi who was close was having a hard time, his body trembled suddenly, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth again, and his facial features were wrinkled tightly because of the pain.

"You... I underestimated you." Daoist Qu Yi squeezed out a voice from his throat.

Daoist Qu Yi threw the cloth bag with him towards Bai Yuhuai, "I know you are powerful in Gui Yunmen, but how powerful are you? Do you think I only brought an evil god with me? No, more than that." ..."

The cloth bag was thrown heavily at Bai Yuhuai, and Bai Yuhuai raised his hand to catch it.

The things inside rolled out, but there were statues of different sizes and shapes...

He's... making gods.

From the beginning of making the statue of evil gods, he was no longer satisfied with being so simple, so he wanted to turn himself into a god and Buddha...

The hostility between Bai Yuhuai's brows suddenly rose: "Ting Yi! Bai Fu! Take Jingjiu and go first!"

The life and death of others has nothing to do with him, but Jing Jiujiu cannot be hurt.

Bai Fu was the name of that little boy.

Bai Fu's face changed slightly, and he obediently walked towards Jing Jiujiu.

A huge phantom rose from Qu Yidao's body, and the golden light on that phantom was even stronger, as if it was going to burst the ceiling of the entire box.

He smiled happily: "Did you see it? This is something that none of you can do..."

Bai Yuhuai clasped the bracelet's hand, tightened and then loosened.

When he was filming in the past, he would take it off at will, not paying attention to the life and death of other ghosts.But it's different now, he is afraid of scalding Jingjiu.

Thinking of this, Bai Yuhuai pulled out the mahogany with a gloomy expression, and stuck it on Qu Yidaochang's shoulder.

Daoist Qu Yi's face twisted and changed, and then the phantom broke away from him, and directly pressed down on Jingjiu.

"...I know, you are not afraid of me. But you must be afraid that he will be injured." Daoist Qu Yi said through gritted teeth.

Bai Yuhuai said indifferently, "Then give it a try, and see how many pieces I'll chop your two heads into in a while."

Daoist Qu Yi's heart trembled.

No, what am I afraid of?

The next moment, the phantom was completely suppressed.

Bai Yuhuai didn't even want the mahogany tree, so he turned around and executed a trick to prop up the phantom again.

Master Tingyi also took off the rosary beads from his neck and began to recite.

Earlier, he was ready to die with the evil god... Who knew that he would make a lot of money later.That's enough for now.It's okay to die with Qu Yi today!

When he spit out a word, Daoist Qu Yi felt even more pain, and in a blink of an eye, his face was ferocious...

The rest of the people knew that they might not be able to help at this time, so they had to close their eyes to ensure that the Lingtai was clear.

It was only a few seconds before and after.

At that moment——

Jing Jiujiu also instinctively stretched out his hand, wanting to do the same as Bai Yuhuai.

Bai Yuhuai's palm touched the phantom, and the phantom immediately burned up and stepped back.

And as soon as Jing Jiujiu touched her palm...

"Pfft."

Everyone heard this.

I saw the young man's hand inserted right into Xu Ying's chest.

Daoist Qu Yi let out a howl, the sound was so tragic that it didn't even seem like a human being.

Everyone froze for a moment, only to find that the young man withdrew his hand, holding a golden light in his hand.

On the chest of Daoist Qu Yi, the head just rolled down like this, and rolled towards the direction of Jing Jiujiu.

Jing Jiujiu: "Ugh—"

Jing Jiujiu stood up quickly, flew onto Bai Yuhuai's body and hanged himself: "It's too scary, it's too scary Bai Yuhuai!"

Bai Yuhuai supported him with one hand, and the tentacles were soft, only to realize that it was his buttocks.

Bai Yuhuai's heart was beating fast, his throat tightened, and in an instant, he suddenly thought, yes... his butt is much more comfortable to touch than a paper man's...

Bai Yuhuai quickly moved the position of No's hand, supporting his leg instead, so that Jing Jiujiu could lie on him more easily.

Everyone was dumbfounded: "..."

This... who is more terrifying?

Why are you able to take out the skull that is placed on the chest of others with one hand?

Looking at the golden light caught by Jing Jiujiu just now, it has disappeared now.

As if absorbed by him.

Qu Yidao made a "clack" sound from his long throat, as if the wind had leaked, or as if his throat was stuck with blood.

He knelt down and sat on the ground: "...I am God, and I am God."

He raised his head and stared at Jing Jiujiu unwillingly: "You eat, eat my real body..."

Bai Yuhuai relaxed slightly.

He raised his hand to stroke Jing Jiujiu's hair, hugged him tighter, and then said lightly: "He is a genuine ghost body now, and there is still a bit of divine and Buddhist aura and popularity left on him. You eat him , and it can become even stronger.”

When everyone heard this, they looked at Bai Yuhuai in disbelief.

Is this what the people from Guiyunmen said?

He, he, he, he didn't care about anything in order to raise ghosts?

Even the young boy stood there, stunned.

However, Jing Jiujiu tied even tighter into Bai Yuhuai's arms, shaking his head again and again: "Ouch, ooh, I won't eat him. He's too disgusting."

Qu Yidao rolled his eyes in anger, and finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

Bai Yuhuai: "Okay."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Bai Yuhuai looked at the others, "It shouldn't be difficult to deal with him now, right?"

The others blushed, and quickly said: "It's not difficult, it's not difficult." At the same time, their impression of this ghost was even better.When the food reaches my mouth, I can't eat it.Sure enough, it's not some ghost who has lost his mind.

No matter how unwilling Daoist Qu Yi was, at this moment he became a toy to be manipulated on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Where is there any human appearance?

It took Jing Jiujiu a while to calm down the fear in his heart, then he slowly got off Bai Yuhuai, picked up his phone, turned it to the front camera, walked up to Daoist Qu Yi, and took a picture of him.

Crowd: ? ? ?

After Jing Jiujiu took the photo, he put the distorted, bloody, almost inhuman photo in front of Daoist Qu Yi: "Look, you are really ugly and disgusting now..."

More blood spewed out from Qu Yidao's long throat.

He couldn't even raise his hands, his eyes were staring angrily, and suddenly... he didn't move.

Crowd: ? ? ?

Pissed off? ? ?

Jingjiu:?

what.

He didn't think of it either.

He just stated a fact to Mr. Qu Yidao.

Jing Jiujiu turned his head quickly and looked at Bai Yuhuai begging for help.

Bai Yuhuai got up and walked over: "It's just a piece of waste anyway, if you don't eat it, you'll die if you die."

When everyone heard this, they shivered quietly.

In fact, Daoist Qu Yi said something that was not wrong.

This person in Guiyunmen is both good and evil, so people can't tell the difference.And powerful.Just now I asked Ting Yi and the young boy to lead the ghost, not to let them escape, but more like to release the big move better later.

It's a pity... In the end, they couldn't see what this Mr. Bai's big move was?How terrifying is it?

"Although Qu Yi is dead, he still has to say what he should say. Have Mr. Bai thought about how to explain to Guiyunmen? Mr. Bai really wants to raise ghosts, so he will keep raising them like this? Why not let him into reincarnation? I can't wait Exceed, just don't kill him." The bearded man said.

Bai Yuhuai raised his eyes, his eyes were ice-cold, and he couldn't hold back the rage: "Entering reincarnation? It's this Mr. Jing Tinghua who, together with Qu Yi, told him to turn into a fierce ghost. Immortals can't even enter reincarnation..."

Jing Jiujiu was startled.

Oh, so I can't even reincarnate.

But thinking about it is normal.

In horror stories since ancient times, no ghost can be reincarnated.

It is precisely because they cannot be reincarnated that they become fierce ghosts who become more and more ferocious and lose all reason.

"..." There was a moment of silence in the box.

How could they have imagined that Qu Yi's methods were so vicious.

"He has no hostility at all, and he can't enter reincarnation?" the thin man asked aloud.

Seeing this young man in such a situation, he couldn't bear it.Oh, but think about the way he took out Daoist Qu Yi's heart just now... Well, it's not that pitiful.

Bai Yuhuai: "No."

Master Ting Yi also sighed: "If it is possible, why does the old monk repair a statue for him?"

Jing Tinghua glanced at the silent Daoist Qu Yi, and interjected: "So, let Jiujiu kill me. I am the one who brought you to this point. I have fought against fate for decades, and even now, I feel tired. "

Bai Yuhuai's heart was filled with anger and hostility, and it still hasn't disappeared.The more these people asked, the more fierce the fire in his heart was aroused.

Bai Yuhuai stepped forward and grabbed Jing Tinghua's collar.

"You dare to say these words because you think that Jiujiu dare not kill his father."

Jing Tinghua hissed in pain.

Looking at his appearance at this time, his legs are limping, his eyes are blue, and his face is covered with bloodstains.

When everyone was fighting just now, he didn't move, but because of the power of the evil god's curse, he was the first to be hit by anything that fell.

So it was smashed like this.

"I didn't think so." Jing Tinghua looked at Jing Jiujiu, "Jijiu, come here."

Jing Jiujiu pursed her lower lip and moved her steps.

Bai Yuhuai: "Don't come here."

Jing Jiu paused, but still walked in front of Jing Tinghua.

Bai Yuhuai's murderous heart suddenly arose.

Why is this kind of trash forcing Jiujiu to face these past wounds?

"Mr. Bai is really protective." Jing Tinghua said.

He immediately hissed and laughed: "Jiujiu, do you remember? You were afraid of bugs when you were a child, but you liked the garden full of roses behind the castle very much. Scarabs can scare you. After you are scared, you will Call my name. I'll come and help you, catch and kill them.

"As you get older, you like riding horses again, but you are timid, so you want me to be by your side all the time, and I have to catch you when you fall off.

"When you get older, you want to learn to paint, and you refuse to invite the teacher to your home, and you insist on taking painting classes with other children. I have to carry your painting tube on my back and go with you.

"You grow up so fast that I feel happy and scared at the same time. Like a kite, if you are not careful, you will fly away to boundless... Yu Ran said that I will take many photos of you every year. In the future When I get old, I can look back and recall how you grew up little by little. I said that taking pictures is only for a moment, which is meaningless, so I want to draw a picture for you every year..."

"I hope you kill me, but I also know very well that with your temperament, you will not kill my father. You would rather watch me die under the power of the evil god than do it yourself."

Jing Tinghua raised his hand and inserted it into his chest. He tore open his shirt.

It was exposed underneath, and it was almost growing into shape, the same head planted on the chest as Qu Yidao.

That head was purely made of flesh and blood, and as soon as he inserted it, the face of the head was smashed.

"If I tell you, I didn't treat Jinglong the way I treated you when I was a child, from hugging you in the swaddle to telling you bedtime stories, teaching you the first sound, and cooking you food with my own hands. ...What you have felt, I have never shared with him. Your father and I are not a business marriage. We once loved each other sincerely. ...If I tell you this, will you be able to be happier in the future ?”

The veins on Jing Tinghua's neck were bulging, and when he finished speaking the last sentence in an orderly manner, his eyes were still open, but his voice had completely disappeared in an instant.

Jing Jiujiu grabbed his wrist firmly: "No, you still haven't said the last word to me... Where is my father? Where did he go? Why did he disappear?"

"Jing Tinghua."

"Jing Tinghua!"

Master Ting Yi sighed, "Amitabha."

Bai Yuhuai settled there: "...jiujiu."

Jing Jiujiu's face was cold, he stood there, and asked in a hoarse voice: "If he dies, will he have a soul?"

Ting Yidao: "If you use the same sinister method as Qu Yi, if you die, you will die, and your soul will fly away."

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh."

Bai Yuhuai stepped forward and hugged Jing Jiujiu.

The bystanders didn't know what to say for a while, so they could only squeeze out their voices and asked, "And those little devils..."

"Anyway, it's impossible to raise so many ghosts."

"Yes, Mr. Bai wants to raise this little gentleman, and we can't get in the way. But there are so many ghosts..."

Jing Jiujiu leaned blankly in Bai Yuhuai's arms, and when he heard this, he just tilted his head and showed an indifferent face.

"Why can't you raise ghosts? I raised them. They were not raised by Bai Yuhuai."

The bearded man said in a low voice: "The world can keep countless little ghosts under his hands, but there is only one kind of person."

The skinny man said, "That's right. There are only ten halls of hell."

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh."

Seeing his response, they thought that the young man was going to let go, and today they can finally have an explanation.

Jing Jiujiu said softly: "Then I raised King Yama, and King Yama raised ghosts. Are his ghosts all mine?"

Crowd: ? ? ?

Jing Jiujiu: "You don't believe me?"

Jing Jiujiu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, so that people could not see his anger, he said softly: "You can open my backpack..."

Master Tingyi bent down upon hearing the sound, opened the backpack, and took out something from it.

The crowd looked intently.

The thing was blood-colored, and the Yin Qi on its body was thick, but at the same time, it was accompanied by a stronger divine spirit.

The one who can combine these two kinds of aura at the same time can only be...

"Is it one of the ten halls of hell?" Lu Hu murmured.

The skinny man turned pale with shock, and hurriedly bowed and bowed, "It's true."

The rest of the people came back to their senses suddenly, and hurriedly bowed down.

People in their metaphysics circle are afraid of the sky on the one hand, and Yama on the other.

Because no matter how powerful they are, they will still be under the control of Yama after death.

But why does this boy even have this kind of thing? !

Is he really the boy Mr. Bai said was miserably designed by Daoist Qu Yi?

Jing Jiujiu curled up in Bai Yuhuai's arms, lowered his eyebrows, looked at Jing Tinghua's body, and said softly: "... Tch, you can't think of it. I'm really crazy now."