Looking at the disappearing ghost, Lu Fan asked, "Liu Yi, is that ghost?"
Liu Yi said with some horror: "That's it. Since a pair of blood-stained footprints appeared at the door of my room, the footprints will step forward every day. I have a feeling that when the footprints approach me, it is my death."
Lu Fan nodded, saying that he knew. He felt that Liu Yi was scaring himself. After so many days, he was all right. It shouldn't be that he wanted to kill him.
Walking in through the back door, Lu Fan found that it was dark inside, without a trace of light.
"You are too dark here, too."
"I don't know. It seems that this is the case only these few days. Brother Lu Fan, you must help me."
Lu Fan nodded, walked to the wall, and pressed the light switch.
Nourish! Nourish!
The light flashed twice, but it didn't turn on in the end.
Lu Fan asked Liu Yi behind him: "The light in your place seems to be broken."
"Yes, it breaks up at night. I think everything is caused by the ghost." Liu Yi, who was hiding behind Lu Fan, said in a low voice.
Lu Fan glanced at Liu Yi and realized that he still had that face of fear before turning around.
Since there was a problem with the lighting, Lu Fan could only take out his mobile phone and turn on the built-in lighting.
Under the shining of the light, he found himself in the small shop kitchen, with stairs to the second floor on the left.
Lu Fan asked, "Liu Yi, the scapegoat is on the second floor!"
"Well, yes, no matter where it is, it will appear on the coffee table on the second floor every morning."
"Let's go, remember to say when you see an abnormality."
"OK!"
After speaking, Lu Fan walked towards the second floor. Just stepping on the steps, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and the air became gloomy and cold, which made him sure that the shop was not clean.
A few minutes later, looking at the dark stairs, Lu Fan said helplessly: "Brother, your stairs are very long! I haven't arrived after walking for a few minutes."
"No...No, there are only twelve steps in my house. It stands to reason that it should have arrived long ago!" Liu Yi also discovered the problem, hiding behind Lu Fan, his body trembling slightly.
As soon as they finished speaking, blood began to drip from the stairs, and the dripping blood began to rush towards Lu Fan, snorting and snorting.
"Well, it seems that I encountered a ghost hit the wall."
Lu Fan stood calmly on the spot, patted his chest, and his heart immediately made a huge, deep sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom".
His heart began to turn red in the body, dripping blood, and a dark breath began to spread from the heart, toward the stairs.
Where the dark breath passed, ripples began to appear in the space. As the space changed, the entrance on the second floor appeared in front of Lu Fan, and the blood on the stairs disappeared.
It turned out that they had been on the second floor long ago, but they have been standing still.
Lu Fan took the phone and looked at the second floor. He found that the hall was messy and very messy. At the same time, he found that the curtains in front of the windows were all closed, leaving the second floor in complete darkness, almost invisible.
Lu Fan asked, "Why do you have to close the curtains."
Liu Yi explained: “Every time I look outside the window, I have a very strong feeling. It feels like someone is looking at me viciously. This feeling will not disappear until I close the curtains.”
When he said this, his hands trembled a little, and Lu Fan also saw fear in his eyes. It seemed that he was on the verge of collapse.
"Well, you wait where you are, I'll go in and take a look."
With the light shining on, Lu Fan spotted the black pot on the coffee table at a glance. The black pot was so dark that it was so dark. He knew it was not a good pot at a glance, so he glanced at it, and his heart was full of negative aura.
This made him a little wary of Liu Yi.
At this moment, Lu Fan's heart beat suddenly and felt a strong sense of crisis. He rolled on the spot and escaped the attack.
He looked back and found that Liu Yi was holding a long knife at some point. The position where the long knife was now staying was where Lu Fan stood just now.
Now Liu Yi's face has changed drastically, his eyes are occupied by darkness, and his face is staring at Lu Fan viciously.
Lu Fan said coldly: "I should have guessed that you have a problem."
Liu Yi said blankly, "As long as I kill you, I can start the second dish, Yangzhou Fried Rice, so I must kill you and kill you."
At the end, his voice was accompanied by an accent, as if it were made by two people. Then, he raised his long knife and slashed at Lu Fan.
Liu Yi's speed was very fast. He didn't even look at the chair in front of him. He directly smashed it away with his body, and it was far more powerful than normal.
Liu Yi, who quickly ran in front of Lu Fan, raised the long knife in his hand and roared, "Go to hell!"
Looking at the long knife close at hand, Lu Fan was very calm. He flew up and kicked Liu Yi out with the knife, and he rolled down the stairs "bang and bang" all the way.
He only heard the scream of "Ah", and he lost his breath.
After that, Lu Fan turned his head to look at the black pot on the coffee table, his face became cold, and this thing hit his attention.
It seemed that he had noticed Lu Fan's attention. A black fog suddenly appeared in the black pot, and a ghost of a skeleton in the black fog rushed towards him with teeth and claws.
"Huh, don't give up yet."
Lu Fan flipped over with one hand, and a black tower appeared in his hand. As soon as the black tower appeared, the tower began to rotate rapidly, and a strange black gas shrouded the ghost from the tower, confining it in the air.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Fan grabbed the handle of the black pot.
[If you find something cursed with a supernatural spirit, do you spend 50 points to bind it with the Wraith Scroll? 】
"Yes, bind!"
A smile appeared on Lu Fan's face. He had guessed that this pot was something of a spiritual curse before he came over to try Pan, but he didn't expect it to be.
At the same time, he was also a little puzzled, how could there be something cursed by spirits in the real world.
He watched with a black pot, and as expected, system information began to appear in his mind.
Item name: [Ling Kitchen Ghost Pot]
Item Type: [Spiritually Cursed Object]
Item introduction: 【You can make delicious food, which people and ghosts love to eat. 】
At this time, the reincarnation ghost tower began to emit a black light, and the arches of the first tower body began to light up slightly, emitting a suction, sucking out a wok of white bone material from the black pot, and entering the first tower.
"Huh, what happened?"
Lu Fan was a little puzzled. He didn't understand what was going on. He glanced at the introduction of the reincarnation ghost tower and found that there was an additional spirit forging skill.
Forging Spirit: You can forge low-level Wraiths and add it to food to increase food attributes.
Then, he found that the black pot in his hand had become an ordinary iron pot, which still had the residual properties of some delicious food, but it was no longer a spiritual curse.
This made Lu Fan very strange. He didn't understand how such a change could happen. Fortunately, the Lingchu Ghost Pot could still be taken out of the Reincarnation Ghost Tower.
Suddenly, what he thought of...
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