Sacrifice? Impossible, there is no record of sacrifices on the Maoshan Ghost Road. It must be the Yin Bing general who is greedy, takes away the ghost, and wants to live!
After all, they are all Yin Xing people, so they should be able to protect themselves against Yin soldiers, right? My current body doesn't seem to be able to do much.
But I was wrong. When I looked at the people around me, I found that they were all frozen into popsicles. Except for me, there was no one who could move. Maybe because I was the creator, I was spared.
At this time, the Yin Soldiers behind had already leaned forward and hit the person who was frozen into a popsicle with a stab. The ice was not broken, the person was not dead, but a soul fell out, and the two Yin Soldiers picked him up and left.
That person seemed to be my person, and shouted at me with a look of fear: "Captain, save me, save me, I don't want to die!"
"No, you can't be like this. I am the creator, and I am your boss. You must listen to me." I stood up desperately. These yin soldiers are too evil. If you don't stop them, everyone will die. , Then what is the meaning of killing Wei Zhongxian
But I just walked two steps. With a wave of General Yin Soldier’s silver spear, I flew upside down. When I fell to the ground again, I no longer had the strength to stand up. Soon people were taken away one by one, and they all used it. I looked at me with fear and innocent eyes and expressions, but I was also helpless. After the war, I didn't have any strength anymore.
General Yin Bing pointed at me fiercely and said, "Just because of you, a hairy boy, you want to be my boss? You want to command me too? Think too much!"
At this moment, suddenly a Yin soldier reported: "General, the time is up, we have to go."
General Yin Bing snorted coldly, looked at the rest of the people reluctantly, and then glared at me. At this time, there was a fire in my chest, which is not worthless at all. He: "Let’s take a look, next time. When I ask you to come up, I want you to kneel in front of me!"
General Yin Bing sneered: "Then let's just wait and see!"
After a fall, with a "poof", the yin wind blew back, and all the yin soldiers disappeared. At this time, the souls who were taken away fell to the ground with a "bang", the ice broke, and the people were gone. I counted it. There were almost a dozen people. Fortunately, there were no fat people and poetic words among them. Otherwise, I would definitely not let this Yin soldier general.
The dead were frozen, but the living ones did not. Even if the temperature rose after the Yin soldiers left, the frost on my body turned into water droplets.
This is how to do? Now I don't have the strength to help them melt the ice, but this is good for the Ma family. If the wound is frozen, the injury will not worsen so quickly.
At this time, I suddenly heard a few weird calls. I frowned and stretched out my head to see that it was Yinyin’s big-headed ghost. It shook its head and got out of Yinyin’s body, and then groaned. I didn’t know it was Say what? Could this ghost still not speak
"Hey, big-headed son, come here!" I shouted at it.
The big-headed ghost glanced at me, his big head swayed, hesitated for a moment, it still came over.
As soon as it came in front of me, it suddenly took out a smoking gun and started smoking it, with a bit of enjoyment on its expression. I fixed my eyes. Isn't this the smoking gun that Jiu Shu gave me? Dare to let this little guy steal it, what the hell is this, he still likes to smoke.
I hurriedly pulled the pipe back. It was unhappy this time. The milky voice stretched out his index finger to me and groaned at me. Nuancai Literature Net
I said that your master is like this, and he still smokes. How old are you, quickly melt the ice for me, and knock him on his head with a pipe after finishing talking.
The big-headed ghost shrugged with a helpless look, spreading his hands as if saying that it could do nothing.
I said you are a ghost? Melting ice won't work, so what's the use of raising you
The big head suddenly pulled his face down, then patted his stomach, and then sat down on the ground.
I understood what he meant. It turned out to be hungry. It was easy. I took out a pile of dead money from my body and burned it.
After a while, the big-headed ghost had a pile of money in his hand. It put it in his mouth and took two bites, and then spit it out, indicating that it was not delicious.
I looked depressed, did I burn this money for you? Does this big-headed ghost have a problem with his brain? It seems that I have to burn some food directly for him, but I didn't burn my body for ghosts. Who can take the ingot candle and tribute with me casually.
If I say it's not good enough, just bite me. Ghosts can not only fill the stomach, but also increase the morality. Otherwise, why so many ghosts like to arrest people.
When I stretched out my arm, the big-headed ghost was not polite, and just bite it down. The pain made me scream and almost burst into tears. This kid was really not polite.
It took more than ten seconds for the big head ghost to release. I saw that the meat did not bite off. Instead, there were two tooth marks, which seemed to be sucking blood. I suddenly felt dizzy. Will I lose too much blood and die? Just finished the battle, no Thinking of donating blood, my fearless spirit is no longer there.
After a full hiccup, the big head patted his stomach. I wiped off my cold sweat. How much blood did this kid suck? Wouldn't it have already sucked me out
At this moment, suddenly it made a sharp cry without warning, and the whole house was trembling. The ice was all "bang, bang, bang" broken, and my ears immediately "buzzed and buzzed." I couldn't hear anything. I was afraid that I was deaf, so I slapped and slapped slowly. After a while, it returned to normal, but the eardrum seemed to be a little bit painful.
I looked up, and the ice on everyone was broken, but some were still unconscious, some were curled up and struggling on the ground with their ears covered, the scream of the big ghost was too terrifying.
"Brother, when you call next time, can you tell me?" I said to the big head ghost.
The big head patted his big head, as if he knew it was wrong, but then he watched my arm drooling, and I hurriedly hid the wound.
Raising ghosts cannot feed flesh and blood, otherwise the little ghosts will have to eat this in the future. If they don’t eat it, they will eat back the master. I was helpless this time. When I recover, I have to help him with the law, otherwise Yinyin may have it in the future. Trouble, this big-headed son seems to have been addicted, and with the power of his scream just now, this ghost is definitely not an ordinary ghost.
"It's cold to death!" The fat man was strong and fat. He stood up for the first time, but his body seemed to have not fully recovered yet, and he walked swayingly.
"Brother, are you okay?" After the fat man woke up, he was the first one to walk towards me. I waved to him and signaled that he didn't need to come over, first look at the poetry.
(End of this chapter)