"How about the red tongue ghost?" Lin Jiusheng asked. "
When he was outside, he didn't have deep contact with the red-tongued ghost. He only knew that the red-tongued ghost was afraid of fire, so he was able to take advantage of the red-tongued ghost.
Now they are in the world in the painting, it is undoubtedly difficult to take advantage of the red tongue ghost.
Hearing Lin Jiusheng's words, Gui Jiading showed a bitter smile, and shook his head at him: "I don't know very well, but the red tongue ghost can go out to paint from the red tongue ghost, and that ability will naturally not be weak."
Lin Jiusheng hummed softly and said to Jia Ding that he understood.
With Jiading's lead, the speed of coming over could not help but a few minutes faster.
Finally, when he arrived at home, Lin Jiusheng raised his head and looked in front of him. There was a village in front of him.
The village is quite large, not like a ghost mansion with a black face.
"Brother Lin, please be careful. The red-tongued ghost is the most powerful ghost in the painting. The main thing is that there are many ghosts under her, all of which are better than the black-faced ghosts." Jia Ding reminded.
In fact, Lin Jiusheng was not very optimistic in his heart. The reason why he agreed to come over was because of the desire to gamble.
Lin Jiusheng said thank you, and let the ghosts of Jiading stay here, so as not to be injured by these ghosts.
While talking, Lin Jiusheng lifted his steps and walked quickly to the front. Wanyue followed behind him, not afraid.
As for Sun Zhou and Gao Qingyuan, Lin Jiusheng didn't dare to count on them at all. Anyway, the ghost of Long Tongue has been found, so let them follow the ghost of Jiading.
After these two heard, they nodded one by one, and they were unwilling to deal with the ghost.
"That Long Tongue Ghost is indeed a bit powerful." Wan Yue said softly, her expression a little worried.
Lin Jiusheng nodded, "We can only proceed carefully."
While talking, Lin Jiusheng took out the peach wood sword.
The world inside the painting is the same as the outside world, except that the time in the painting is reversed.
Outside is the day, inside the painting is the night.
"Let's wait until it's dark and try again." Lin Jiusheng thought for a while before retreating from the entrance of the village.
The main thing he saw was that there were too many ghosts in the village, and the yin aura on these ghosts was not small.
Wanyue a pair of horse heads with Lin Jiusheng
It's Zhan, what he says is what he says, and he won't refuse at all.
He has been counting the time, looking around, it should be dark in a few hours.
Sitting on a big rock not far from the village, Lin Jiusheng has been observing the village in front of him.
There are ghosts walking around in the village. From a distance, this is a ghost city at all, and the yin is too heavy.
It was so heavy that Lin Jiusheng felt a little uncomfortable, so he quickly took out a piece of talisman paper that shielded Yang Qi and stuck it on his back.
He had a soul out of his body, and he still had the aura of a living person. Only by shielding the Yang Qi from his body could he be able to follow the ghost inside.
After waiting for more than two hours, the genius gradually darkened.
Lin Jiusheng gave Wanyue a look, and the two quickly walked towards the front. After a while, they came to the outside of the largest house.
Although the Yin Qi on these ghosts is good, they are too careless one by one.
When he came to the outside of the room, Lin Jiusheng felt a strong yin in the room.
Walking slowly to the door, Lin Jiusheng lifted his feet and pushed the door slightly, which made a creak.
Looking inside from outside the door, Lin Jiusheng couldn't help but sink.
There are several souls in the room. These souls are hooked by long nails and hung on the wall, just like selling pork in a vegetable market.
On the wall, Lin Jiusheng saw Yuan Qi, who was like a dead dog.
And the Long Tongue Ghost was under Yuan Qi, with a long tongue sticking out, and his essence was instantly sucked in. Yuan Qi's soul became paler and paler, as if he was dying.
"Go!" Lin Jiusheng shouted at Wan Yue.
If you don't make it anymore, Yuan Qi's soul will be sucked out.
Wanyue rushed forward, and the long sleeves in her hands shook suddenly. The long sleeves stretched out, and she slapped the long-tongue ghost fiercely.
The Long Tongue Ghost was exhausting, feeling that Wanyue rushed over, and quickly dropped Yuan Qi, and rushed towards Wanyue quickly.
Lin Jiusheng's heart sank when the Long Tongue Ghost rushed over. This Long Tongue Ghost was stronger than he wanted to imagine, especially the Yin Qi erupting from the Long Tongue Ghost, which directly made him unable to open his eyes.
"This old
Ghosts are at least a few hundred years old. "Lin Jiusheng gritted his teeth, and while Long Tongue Ghost was dealing with Yuan Qi, he had sneaked around behind him.
Quickly get Yuan Qi down from the iron hook on the wall. When it came down, did the iron hook hurt Yuan Qi and his mouth made a muffled noise.
This muffled sound made Long Tongue Ghost turned his head and saw that Lin Jiusheng was saving Yuan Qi. This made Long Tongue Ghost too angry, and Leng Li yelled, "I'm looking for death!"
Long Tongue Ghost hit the ground with both feet, jumped out, and quickly stretched out his hand, trying to pinch Lin Jiusheng's neck.
Lin Jiusheng was stunned by the yin pressure on the Long Tongue Ghost, gritted his teeth, and quickly slapped the peach wood sword in his hand.
The Long Tongue Ghost grabbed Lin Jiusheng's peachwood sword, and only heard a "chick" sound, and the peachwood sword snapped instantly.
This shocked Lin Jiusheng's heart. He didn't expect Long Tongue Ghost to be so powerful.
This peach wood sword was given to him by the old Jiu Ling Dao, but he didn't expect to be slapped off by a slap.
Moreover, this long-tongued ghost was not afraid of the Peach Wood Sword, but instead used the Yin pressure on his body to control Lin Jiusheng's head.
After staying in the painting for a long time, this red-tongued ghost would actually take advantage of the yin in the painting.
"Don't touch Young Master Lin!" Wanyue rushed over and patted Long Tongue Ghost's chest with a palm.
Facing Wanyue's slap, Long Tongue Ghost didn't dodge at all, but also raised his palms, and the two slapped themselves severely.
Wanyue stepped back three steps "thug", and looked at Long Tongue Ghost again, but she didn't even take a step back.
Wanyue's face turned pale after being slapped.
What made Lin Jiusheng even more headache was that there was a sound of footsteps outside, and these footsteps were getting closer.
It seems that the ghosts in the village are all rushing towards this side, and if this continues, he and Wanyue will not be able to escape.
"Hurry up." Lin Jiusheng didn't even think about it, and quickly rushed towards the gate with Yuan Qi on his back.
"Die me!" How could the long-tongue ghost make the cooked duck fly, and rushed forward with a roar, lifted up the slap, and wanted to slap Wanyue to death.
Lin Jiusheng gave a furious cry in his heart, and was about to be ready to fight her. Who knew Wanyue would stop him, and said to him: "Hurry up, I'll be dragging her."
(End of this chapter)