with all the ghosts

Gradually sober.

Wei Mucang fell into a moment of confusion, not knowing why he was here.Then, the brain was stimulated by the pain all over the body, and gradually began to resume operation.

Something fell down on his forehead, Wei Mucang touched it, blood was on his hand.Not only that, there were large and small wounds on his hands, arms, and thighs.

What is he doing?

After thinking for a while, Wei Mucang finally remembered.

It seems that because of fear, I walked faster and faster, but there was always such an inexplicable feeling that made my hair stand on end.I was terrified, so I ran, yes, I ran, and ran wildly in a direction I didn't know.As he ran, he fell into a pit.

Wei Mucang looked up at the entrance of the cave where only a glimmer of sunlight could be glimpsed, and was stunned.

where is thisWhat about them?

Knowing that he might be separated, Wei Mucang stood up abruptly, and immediately fell to the ground due to the pain, and the plaster flew into his eyes, causing bursts of stinging pain.Under the extreme endurance, only a few muffled hums came from his mouth, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

"You're about to die."

A cold and flickering word suddenly came into his ear, Wei Mucang held his breath for an instant, not daring to make any sound.

"Hahaha, coward. How dare you come to such a place if you are so timid? Come to die for nothing? Be a guinea pig for free for the Hang family?"

Because of the word "Hangjia", Wei Mucang was concerned about the speaker, but he looked around and couldn't find the speaker.

"Don't look for it, you can't find mine. Get out of here, this is not the place for you."

"Who are you?" Wei Mucang asked.

"It's just a dead person." The voice said quietly.

"There is no dead person here." Wei Mucang didn't believe it, biting out the word "dead person" heavily.

There was silence over there, "Indeed, how can there be any dead people? I was wrong. To be precise, it should be a ghost."

"Ghost?" Wei Mucang said, "Come out and let me see."

A sneer came out of nowhere, "I'm not afraid now? Your ugliness just now was more interesting."

"The thing I fear the most in this world are ghosts." The evil ghost ignored it.

"Oh?" The other side just thought he was joking, "I've already been told that I'm a ghost, how can you see me?"

"I can see ghosts." Wei Mucang said.

"That's right." He said, "I've been stuck here for so long, only you can hear me."

Wei Mucang thought he was controlled by the talisman, and said, "I'll let you out, and you take me up."

"You really know how to negotiate conditions, aren't you afraid that I'll just leave and leave you alone?"

"It's because you are still willing to talk instead of just watching." Wei Mucang said.

The man was silent for a while and said, "You can't help me, so I won't help you either."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"It was the Hang family who trapped me here, and only the Hang family can release me."

This is the second time Wei Mucang heard "Hang family", "Does the Hang family have a son?"

"you know?"

"I know."

"Ah, he's not dead yet?"

Wei Mucang: "Why did he die?"

The man didn't answer, just said, "Go out by yourself. After being quiet for so many years, it's not normal to be noisy after you appear."

"I'm injured, I can't get out, so I can only quarrel with you here." Wei Mucang said.

"What are you doing here?" The topic went back again.

Wei Mucang: "Look for the son of the Hang family."

"You're going to die if you overestimate your strength. Why don't you use up that strength and turn into a corpse here to accompany me."

"I won't die."

"That's not what you said when you first fell into the hole."

Thinking of the behavior just now, Wei Mucang himself couldn't explain clearly, so he simply didn't explain.

Seeing that he was silent, the man was interrupted by treacherous laughter that went from far to near before he could speak sarcasm.

"Shut up, don't look, don't talk!" the man said.

Wei Mucang naturally heard the voice, probably because the man's tone was too harsh, so he immediately closed his eyes not to listen or look.

The treacherous laughter is surrounded by small holes, and the effect it produces is three-dimensional, and the sense of hearing is excellent.

After the sound faded away until he could no longer hear it, Wei Mucang heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

The cave is still the same as before, and it is not known whether the owner of the voice has visited or left traces.

"Who made the sound?" Wei Mucang asked.

"Ghost boy."

"What is a ghost boy?"

The man said, "If you are curious, you can yell a few times and ask him to come over and show you?"

"Let's forget it." Wei Mucang said, "Following what I said earlier, you really don't want me to help you?"

The man was silent, so silent that when Wei Mucang thought he had disappeared, he heard the sound of something rolling not far away, and then a jar appeared within Wei Mucang's sight.

Wei Mucang: "..."

The man snorted coldly, "There is a limit to empty talk, and you have seen what I look like. Do you still dare to say that you can save me?"

"..." Wei Mucang really couldn't tell.

The appearance of this jar is exactly the same as the one he saw in Jiangnu's tomb. He didn't want to recall the situation at that time, but because of this jar, all the dusty memories spread out in front of his eyes again and replayed in his mind.

"Are you a pot spirit?"

"Jar essence? I'm a human being, at least I used to be, and then I was put in it, and I never came out again." The man, ah no, that jar is not right, so he said, "There are more than just people who have been put in. I am alone, probably dead."

He probably didn't know about the hundreds of clay pots in Jiangnu's tomb.

Going on with these words, the tomb of Jiang Nu may be involved, so Wei Mucang directly changed the subject, "You never went out?"

"I have forgotten what it feels like when the sun shines on my body."

"When I recover from my injury, I will take you out." Wei Mucang said.

"First of all, you have to get well."

Wei Mucang: "..."

To be honest, he really forgot.In the past, there were injuries all over the body, and the pain was usually temporary, and I never had the experience of lying down for ten days and half a month.This time the injury was relatively minor compared to before, but Hang Qi was gone.

Thinking of this, Wei Mucang's mood dropped a little.

Wei Mucang didn't speak, neither did the people in the pot, and suddenly they were relatively speechless.

It wasn't until the pottery man yelled at him that Wei Mucang realized it from his consciousness.

It's just that this time is a little different from just now, the ray of sunlight falling from the entrance of the cave is gone.

Wei Mucang looked up, the hole was dark, as if it was blocked by something.

Before he could figure out the situation, a piercing Jie Jie giggled in his ears.In the blink of an eye, the sunlight at the entrance of the cave shone down as before, but under the sunlight, there was a half-human tall child who looked like a Fuwa, with crooked eyes, and smiled at him.

The child opened his mouth, revealing all his bright white teeth, and exclaimed, "Ah, there's something to eat."

Wei Mucang's heart skipped a beat, he watched Guitong rush towards him...

41 Evil Village Hunting (3)

Don't look at Guitong's young face, but his teeth are sharp and sharp.If one bites like this, a piece of meat will be gone.

Wei Mucang was physically and mentally strong, and in the face of death, any pain was a minor injury, so he managed to escape the ghost boy's first attack.

The ghost boy who was determined to win was stunned when he saw that he had rushed to nothing, then turned his head and rushed towards Wei Mucang's current direction.

The way to temporarily relieve the pain is to control the pain with pain. When the pain is numb, there is no feeling.Wei Mucang dodged several times, not only did not lose the flesh, but the pain was also relieved. He couldn't help feeling a little grateful to this ghost boy... oh shit.

Just when there was the excitement of escape from the ghost's mouth, Wei Mucang was bitten by the ghost boy.Fortunately, he reacted quickly and withdrew his hand quickly, but his skin was broken and bleeding without losing any flesh.

Unlike the current situation where he breathed a sigh of relief, Guitong had Wei Mucang's blood in his mouth, leaving a taste, and instantly became excited.

But after being excited, the ghost boy didn't have a hungry ghost pounce on the food, but went crazy. He laughed loudly and scratched his neck with his sharp claws. It was obviously bloody from scratches, but he didn't feel it. He swayed and finally fell to the ground. Falling down, the sharp claws pierced into the neck, kicked his feet, and the sound disappeared immediately.

This moment happened quickly and suddenly, before Wei Mucang had time to think about the reason, Gui Tong stiffened and died in the true sense.

The ghost boy's body decayed rapidly, the skin and flesh shrank, rotten and rotten, and finally only a bone remained.

After Guitong's death, the stench was so strong that Wei Mucang was so smoked that he vomited several times.It took a life to stay, and now half of it is gone.

Wei Mucang wiped away the few tears he had squeezed out, and moved towards the opposite direction of Guitong.

Jazi Jing, who had been silent since the ghost boy appeared, spoke again, "Did you kill it?"

Wei Mucang: "Speaking at this time?"

Jar Jing admitted, "Otherwise it will know and be eaten?"

"If I get killed by him, will it not notice you?" Wei Mucang asked.

"Then let's talk about it." Yan Zijing said, "Aren't you still alive?"

Wei Mucang looked up at the sun, and sighed, "Yes, I am alive. I can never die, do you think it is strange?"

"Because of your blood."

"what?"

Jar Spirit: "Your blood is different. Your blood is very attractive to them, but if you taste it, you will die."

Wei Mucang was surprised but didn't believe it, "How do you know? You haven't tried it?"

"Because I want to taste it too, but I can't get out." Jail Jing said, "The things here are always shrewd, never touch the dangerous ones, and kill the weak ones long ago. The ghost boy is incredible, but it misjudged You, you die after one bite."

"Bullshit."

Even though he said so, Wei Mucang still believed it a little bit.I still remember the time when I went to find Bielu, he was almost strangled to death by the ghost, it seemed that after he got his own blood on the ghost, the ghost died.When he was at home, an evil spirit once bit him, but he died miserably afterwards.earlier