Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Jing Luo was stunned: "...What does this mean? What does it have to do with the witch?"

But the headless girl didn't want to say again: "What are you going to do?"

Jing Luo became more and more suspicious.

It suddenly occurred to him that the riddles they faced when they came in the afternoon were spells that only witches could use.

"People from the underworld can't get in, so why can we?"

"The officials of the underworld will naturally have things that other ghosts don't have, such as signs, I don't know the details," the headless woman shrugged, "Do you have any?"

Jing Luo glanced at Song Yi, who shook his head slightly.

"That's it. They can't come in. Is it possible that you can catch all the ghosts in this street one by one? And although you are strong, there are only two of you. If they charge up together, you may not be able to bear it."

Jing Luo found that the headless girl didn't talk about herself with these ghosts, but used "they".

He said frankly: "It's not just us, we have other companions."

The headless woman raised her eyebrows meaningfully: "Are you scaring me?"

"No, I'm just telling the truth."

The headless girl clicked her tongue and was about to continue.

"Jingluo!"

A familiar female voice came from the right.

Not only Jing Luo, but even the headless woman were taken aback for a moment.

This street has long been cursed, and ordinary people will never get around it.

Wu Qi and Grandma stood not far away, both of them had stinky faces.

Wu Qi approached and said: "She insists on coming to Fengshui Street, she is ready to climb the window, I can't stop it, you can figure it out."

She turned a blind eye to the abnormalities around her, as if she couldn't see them.

In fact, she couldn't see it, and even passed through the souls of several ghosts when she came over.

"Xiao Luo, what's wrong with that stone, cough cough...why is it cracked?!" Granny walked over, her words were full of blame.

The headless woman sneered, as if she had finally discovered the specialness of these two people: "After so many years, these witches still have the same virtue."

"You knew the witch before?" Jing Luo grasped the key point.

Wu Qi looked around suspiciously: "Who are you talking to?"

The headless girl didn't answer, she got up straight, and patted the dust on her body: "Forget it, you can do whatever you want, I'll go first."

Jing Luo: "Are you leaving?"

"Otherwise, I'm not going to take any chances," she turned around and took a few steps, then stopped suddenly, "I suggest you don't put your energy on me, if there is a real fight, almost all the ghosts on the street will run away after we finish the fight gone."

Song Yi still stared at her closely, waiting for Jing Luo's signal at any time.

If it was just now, Jing Luo would definitely have stopped her, the ghostly aura around her was too strong, he couldn't imagine the consequences of letting her go.

But now that Wu Qi and Grandma are both here, if they really make a move, I'm afraid it will hurt innocent people.

He pursed his lips: "We can't let you go, if you hurt someone..."

"If I really want to hurt someone, do you think the two of them can walk in front of you properly?" The headless woman interrupted him, "The broken ashes on them don't work for me, you can ask your friend about that." The ghost slave will know."

Wu Qi seemed to sense something, and had already started to rummage through the talismans in the bag.

The headless girl took a step forward and walked up to Wu Qi, showing off her appearance.

Wu Qi was startled immediately, took a few steps back, grabbed a talisman and was about to stick it on the headless woman.

The headless woman snatched her talisman, and the talisman ignited automatically in her hand, and finally turned into ashes.

"These two sorceresses haven't noticed any abnormalities around them since they came in. It seems that they are much worse than those in those stone tablets."

As soon as she finished speaking, the grandma behind her also strode up, facing a bucket of ashes.

After a long while, the headless woman looked at the dust on her body and said, "That's why I hate witches."

The headless woman didn't react much, but the ghosts around her reacted greatly. After all, few ghosts can be as strong as the headless woman.

The male ghost passing by got a little dust for no reason, and immediately jumped back two steps.

He murmured: "You have lived a long life! You have lived a long life! It is bad luck to touch incense ash when you go out!"

Jing Luo: "..."

The headless woman: "I'm leaving first, I don't want to waste time with these two witches."

"Where are you going!" Grandma made a gesture to rush forward again, but it was in vain.

In an instant, the headless girl had already reached the end of the street, holding an umbrella in her hand at some point.She opened the umbrella, and the snowflakes passed through the umbrella and fell to the ground.

She didn't know what interesting thing came to her mind, she turned her head slightly, showing a nice side face, looking straight at Jing Luo: "That stone tablet is very interesting."

After saying this, the other party walked away slowly.

Song Yi said: "Do you want to chase?"

After hesitating, Jing Luo shook his head: "Forget it, let's settle the matter at hand first."

"Xiao Luo, what is going on here? Why is the stone tablet cracked!" Grandma was very emotional, "The stone tablet is cracked, what should I do in Fengshui Street?"

"Grandma, the situation is urgent now. You have to tell me now," Jing Luo turned around and said, "What secrets does this street have?"

**

Because the surrounding ghosts are too heavy, fearing that it will affect the person, Jing Luo took the grandmother to the street.

He Yuan was still sitting, but he looked obviously much more comfortable, and he should have adapted to this environment.

Grandma hesitated for a while, and finally spoke.

"Actually, this street is called Fengshui Street because people used to find that the Fengshui here is extremely bad. Some people would fall on the ground when walking on the road." She looked at the two cracked stones, her eyes Full of melancholy, "Because the rumors are too strong, my ancestors also discovered this land. After she came here, she found that the yin energy here is very heavy, which is very suitable for ghost cultivation, so it attracted a lot of ghosts."

Wu Qi: "Can you tell me the key points?"

"Don't interrupt!" Grandma continued after yelling, "The ancestors thought of many ways to keep this land in check, but in the end there was only one way to do it--sacrifice. But this way is not It is permanent, and its timeliness depends on the cultivation of the person offering the sacrifice. In the past, most of the ancestors could live in the town for decades, but something happened in one year. For some reason, the yin energy of this street became heavier and heavier. When the ancestors performed the sacrificial ceremony, they discovered that one person could not suppress it at all... So, there was once a sacrificial ceremony in the past, and it took two people to suppress it. But it was only that time."

He Yuan said, "What's the reason?"

"do not know."

Song Yi turned his head to look at the people around him, while Jing Luo stared straight at the two stone tablets not far away.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Jing Luo shook his head: "I think... the headless girl has been hinting at us just now."

Song Yi: "You mean this stele?"

"Well, you also found out."

Grandma suddenly thought of something: "This stone tablet was built by our ancestors, and it is specially used to suppress Yin Qi. How could there be a problem?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'll go and have a look."

Jing Luo said: "Let's go together."

He Yuan stood up slowly: "I'll go and have a look too, it's uncomfortable after sitting for too long."

Grandma was afraid that they would damage the stele again, so she insisted on going there. In the end, the six of them arrived in front of the stele together. Jing Luo knelt down and put his hands into the black mist.

He suddenly thought of something: "Grandma, try putting your hand in."

Grandma immediately extended her hand too.

Just like Jing Luo, the hand seemed to be hidden behind the black mist, and no other changes could be seen.

"Strange... I remember that Grandma's hand was able to move the black mist last time."

Grandma also frowned, and poked her hands left and right below: "Why can't I touch the stele?"

Jing Luo was taken aback.

It seems that he has never touched the stone tablet in the black mist before?

Just when he was wondering, his hand suddenly seemed to be tightly grasped by something, and he pulled down hard, trying to pull him down!

Jing Luo was startled, and subconsciously wanted to grab Song Yi's hand, but the other party reacted very quickly and grabbed his arm first.

"Ah! What! What!" Grandma seemed to have encountered the same thing. She freed her other hand and wanted to take a picture of the thing that grabbed her, but both hands were caught inside.Wu Qi reacted immediately and hugged Grandma's shoulder tightly.

The things inside are very strong, but fortunately, Jing Luo can still hold it, so that he won't be dragged in.

But the two people around him were different. As soon as He Yuan was about to reach out to help, Grandma was dragged into the black mist and disappeared into the stone tablet together with Wu Qi.

Everyone did not expect such an accident to happen, and even a lot of onlookers came around, pointing at them.

"Grandma!!"

Jing Luo gritted his teeth, turned around and said, "Song Yi."

The other party immediately understood what he meant.

The two relaxed their strength almost at the same time, allowing this force to drag them into the black abyss.