We fell silent, no one spoke.
After a long time, I nodded and looked out of the car window.
Liu Meng said in a low voice, "Thank you."
I ignored it, I don't discriminate against ghosts, the main reason is that I don't dare to discriminate, who made my wife a ghost.
At this moment, there was a sudden chirping sound, and I turned my head strangely, only to see the middle-aged man who had been sleeping soundly stretched his waist and sat up.
"A human being is a human being, and a ghost is a ghost. How can there be no distinction between human beings and ghosts?"
After hearing what the middle-aged man said, I looked at him in amazement, he could actually see ghosts.
On the other hand, Liu Meng shuddered and looked at the middle-aged man in fear.
The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes, seemed to have come to his senses, looked at me dissatisfied, and said, "Young man, as the saying goes, there is a lot of nonsense, and you cannot believe the words of ghosts."
"Oh?" I responded casually, "Then what do you think should be done?"
The middle-aged man frowned, as if he felt that I was not very respectful, so he didn't answer my words, but asked in a deep voice, "Which family are you from?"
I shrugged my shoulders and didn't answer. The tone of the middle-aged man made me feel a little uncomfortable. Besides, counting from Lulu, I don't know who is the younger generation.
The ghost knows how many years Po Meng has lived.
Seeing that I didn't answer, the middle-aged man frowned even deeper: "Hmph, no wonder I turn a blind eye to evil spirits, they seem to be of the same breed."
I couldn't help showing a little displeasure. This guy must have taken the wrong medicine. He was about to speak when Liu Meng spoke.
"I am not an evil spirit. Although I am dead, I have never done a bad thing or harmed anyone."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, I've never seen a ghost that can harm people!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, I became even more upset, and I couldn't help but say: "I've seen a lot of harmless ghosts, but you haven't seen them because you don't know enough."
"You..." The middle-aged man was furious, stood up and pointed at me, and said loudly: "Okay, okay, it seems that I will do justice for the sky today."
I curled my lips and didn't speak, just looked at the middle-aged man with a playful smile.
The middle-aged man was about to shout again, but someone patted him on the shoulder. The middle-aged man turned his head angrily, and immediately startled the passenger who patted him on the shoulder.
The middle-aged man suppressed his anger: "What's the matter?"
The passenger was a little frightened, pointed to his wife and children on the side, and whispered: "The child is sleeping, please keep your voice down."
The middle-aged man's face turned red all of a sudden, and he nodded in embarrassment.
The passenger turned to leave, but Liu Meng couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This action completely angered the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man directly took out a small mahogany sword from his arms, put his index finger and middle finger together and swiped on the sword. The small sword trembled and disappeared.
I have never seen such a cultivator, so I don't know where Xiaojian went.
But then, I heard Liu Meng's scream. I looked over and saw the little mahogany sword appearing strangely on Liu Meng's chest.
Liu Meng clutched her chest, showing pain on her face, the yin energy on her body fluctuated violently like sea waves, continuously escaping from the position of the small sword.
The middle-aged man looked at me proudly: "Boy, remember, ghosts are ghosts, any ghosts lingering in the world must be killed, don't make mistakes."
Liu Meng showed pain on her face, but she didn't dare to scream loudly, for fear of waking up Jia Ling who was on the side, looking at me with pleading eyes.
I stretched out my hand, grasped the small peach wood sword, and pulled it hard, but the small sword seemed to have a spirituality, and a violent tremor shook my hand away.
Not only did I not draw out the little sword, but because of the trembling of the little sword, Liu Meng fell limply on the seat, opened his mouth wide, and couldn't even speak.
I couldn't help but feel hot on my face. Under the complacent eyes of the middle-aged man, I took out the bronze mirror and took a picture of Liu Meng. Liu Meng disappeared and reappeared in an instant. It's just that the small mahogany sword on her chest has disappeared.
In this short period of time, I took Liu Meng into the mirror world and released her again. As for Taomu Xiaojian, he was trapped in the mirror world. , chasing Ding Xiaojie and Chen Xing all over the world.
The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and asked in surprise, "What kind of demon method did you use?"
Saying so, the eyes of the middle-aged man looked at the bronze mirror in my hand, and a trace of horror and greed flashed in his eyes.
I waved the bronze mirror in front of the middle-aged man, and put it in my arms.
Only then did the middle-aged man come to his senses, and said angrily in a low voice, "So it was with the help of a ghost weapon, hmph, I can't let you go."
As he said that, the middle-aged man quickly stretched out his hand to my arms, and I punched the hand that was stretched out to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man seemed to despise me, snorted and ignored my fist.
I punched the middle-aged man directly on the forearm. Only then did the middle-aged man barely touch my clothes.
The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he jumped up, holding his head and screaming loudly.
I was also a little dazed, although I knew that Ming Cone was very strong, but I never thought that when Ming Cone attacked a living person, it would directly attack its soul.
The screams of the middle-aged man seemed to directly activate the entire quiet carriage.
Everyone looked over, and for a moment, the cries of children and the discussions of adults made the whole carriage noisy.
I stood up pretending to be puzzled, and looked down at the middle-aged man who was howling on the ground.
"Ah, what's the matter with you, come quickly, is there a doctor, he's sick."
The middle-aged man looked at me and gritted his teeth: "You will regret it."
The voice of the middle-aged man is so small that only I can hear it in the noisy car.
I lowered my head and shook my fist with concern.
The middle-aged man trembled all over, not daring to move.
Soon, the marshals arrived, and after inquiring about the middle-aged man's illness, he took several people directly and took the middle-aged man to the infirmary.
As the middle-aged man left, the discussion in the carriage gradually quieted down.
Jia Ling, who was awakened, patted Liu Meng's shoulder: "Mengmeng, don't be afraid, it was... Hey, why are you so cold."
I didn't speak, but looked at Liu Meng with tears of gratitude, and nodded.
Liu Meng perfunctory Jia Ling casually, and did not tell Jia Ling that her body became cold because she was injured and her body was no longer solid.
Jia Ling looked like a big sister: "Oh, tell me, how can I trust you, or I won't go on blind dates."
"Don't. I'm fine, and you're old too."
"Then let's go on a blind date together."
"Didn't I just accompany you back to go on a blind date?"
"No, I mean, hey, two girls marry one husband."
"Do you want to die."
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I looked out the window, and a smile could not help but float on my face, no matter what form it is, a person with feelings is a human being, and someone like Ding Xiaojie is a ghost.
I felt that the bottleneck on my body loosened again.