Don't pass Hanhan

Chapter 19

The aggressive method failed, Chen Xiaoluo had no choice but to choose to go on stage to abuse the food himself.

She got out of the car, put her hands in her trouser pockets, walked slowly, as if she was going back to her own home, and walked into the alley unhurriedly.

As soon as you enter, you will see the narrow walls on both sides, full of small advertisements, layer upon layer, most of which are old, such as unlocking, decoration, unblocking the sewer, infertility, skin ringworm, etc. Looking at it, there is a living wall of everything, nothing unexpected, only impossible to post.

Feeling the chilly wind blowing from time to time, Chen Xiaoluo narrowed her eyes slightly, the crimson pupils were stained with a deeper layer of red, like blood deposited in the darkness.

When passing by a passage that lost its door, she turned and walked in.

He ran into the corner of the stairs head-on, and someone wrote the two big characters "Ghost" in red ink on it. When writing it, the water was too full, and the water flowed down between the strokes, crookedly, penetrating the strokes below, and there were deep The lettering on the putty layer said: You must die tonight.

Chen Xiaoluo sighed, lamenting how the person who wrote these words hated him so deeply, this is definitely a map bomb, shelling all the people who pass through this small door.

At this time, the rusty spring on the small door behind him snapped suddenly, and bounced like a snake into the alley between the cracks of the building, and the door closed with a bang.

The little sunlight that was left was even thinner, and the words "ghost" on the wall were half covered by darkness, giving people the illusion of moistening, as if it was written just a second ago and the ink was not dry yet.

Chen Xiaoluo glanced sideways at the closed door, looked up towards the dark staircase, and according to past experience, it was a ghost that was about to come out.

She stood there and waited. After all, this was the exit, and she could go out after turning around. Moreover, no one cleaned the place all year round, and the dust was so thick that it could kill people.

A vague coolness surged from the depths of the stairs, penetrating the skin.

Chen Xiaoluo raised his head blankly, exposing all his weaknesses, pretending that he was passing by.

However, this ghost didn't know if he was frightened by Su Shen, but he just kept his cool and refused to show his head.

It seemed that Su Shen had frightened the ghost, and the ghost became cautious, as if preparing to fight a protracted war with Chen Xiaoluo.For example, first trap Chen Xiaoluo for a night, and when the yin qi blows enough and Chen Xiaoluo has a fever and lies down in a daze, it is too cautious to make sure that nothing goes wrong before the ghosts come to harvest.

Chen Xiaoluo didn't have time to waste time with this ghost, she remembered what Su Shen said, there was only one left, whether it was slippery or not, Qiu couldn't catch it, Su Shen was a real thousand-year-old ghost, and her strength lay there, even if she couldn't rule out eating too much. The reason for not wanting to move is that it is more than enough to deal with this kind of little ghost who has been around for at most ten years, but this ghost makes Su Shen find it difficult to catch, so there is only one possibility. This ghost died in this building, not a certain household. People turn into ghosts in the corridors or stairs, so that they can use the whole building as a bondage ground. With the blessing of the bondage ground, they can freely shuttle and change positions in the building, so that they can escape from an existence suppressed by absolute levels like Su Shen. day of birth.

As for why he is sure that this ghost has practiced Taoism for more than ten years - it's very simple, because Su Shen thinks it's not delicious, so bad that he doesn't want to spend a lot of time to catch him, maybe catching him will cost more cultivation than eating him More, more harm than good.

Chen Xiaoluo felt that if it wasn't for escaping Su Shen's pursuit, he spent a lot of cultivation and urgently needed replenishment. It is estimated that this ghost would not even let go of his yin energy now, pretending that he does not exist.

There is a folk saying, the theory of ghosts and gods, if you believe it, you have it or if you don’t believe it, you don’t believe it, and it’s the same if you change it to something else. There is an inseparable relationship between people’s aura and belief. Accept, I am relatively more likely to see ghosts, and when I am afraid of ghosts, I am more likely to be hurt by ghosts than ordinary people.

Chen Xiaoluo rubbed his nose, squatted down with his head in his arms, buried his face in his knees, and howled bluntly in a Beijing opera tone: "Ah~~~It's so scary—there won't be ghosts here, don't——~~ "

The acting can be described as extremely poor.

Chen Xiaoluo was very self-aware, so after reading, she curled up there and pretended to be a mushroom, without showing any expression on her face.

It's not a big problem, just fool the ghost.

After all, the smaller the ghost, the lower the IQ.

Sure enough, 1 minute after she loaded the mushrooms, the cold wind suddenly dropped the temperature again.

"Hmm... so cold." In order to be more realistic, Chen Xiaoluo shrank her body and muttered in a low voice. Due to the angle, the hair on the back of her neck drooped, revealing half of the snow-white back of her neck. The ghost looked down at her from the top of her head, eyes Indifferent and greedy, like looking at a lamb waiting to die.

Chen Xiaoluo raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"I knew I wouldn't be here, it's so cold." Chen Xiaoluo continued.

As soon as the ghost heard it, it couldn't wait to fall down, pointed at Chen Xiaoluo's exposed neck, and stretched out its haggard hand.

Just when he was about to touch it, the harmless little lamb who was waiting to die suddenly raised his head, his purple eyes showed no trace of fear, and his calmness made one's heart palpitate.

The ghost was shocked and instinctively wanted to run, but his wrist was grabbed.

"It's figured out, you can make me wait."

As Chen Xiaoluo said, he pulled the ghost in front of him, raised his foot and kicked it hard, at the same time stretched out his other hand, grabbed the ghost's hair, and fell to the ground forcefully.

The ghost fell to the ground in embarrassment, whining.

Chen Xiaoluo's hand that was pulling his hair backhand forcefully lifted the ghost's upper body abruptly, stepped on the back with one foot, and abruptly folded the entire upper body into a strange semicircle.

The spinal joints were overwhelmed, and the 'click' sounded one after another.

The ghost knew that he had kicked the iron board. He tried to open his eyes wide, as if the eyeballs were about to fall out, stretched his arms forward, and made a "ho ho" sound from his throat, as if he was talking about something.

Chen Xiaoluo considers herself a reasonable exorcist. Although she doesn't like to listen to ghosts' last words, she doesn't refuse to say anything.

She let go of the ghost's hair, and pressed the back of her head instead, "What do you want to say? I'll give you a minute."

The ghost was finally able to make a sound. He pulled the ground vigorously, trying to break free from Chen Xiaoluo, but Chen Xiaoluo was so strong that he realized that no matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.

In the next second, his neck turned 180°, and his protruding eyeballs stared straight at Chen Xiaoluo.

Chen Xiaoluo was a little surprised: "Why?"

The ghost opened its mouth, spit out half of its bitten off tongue, and the blood gushing out almost fell on Chen Xiaoluo's hand.

Chen Xiaoluo shook his hand.

The ghost suddenly opened its mouth wide, and made a series of 'gurgling' bubbly sounds, the sound was not loud, but the penetrating power was extremely strong, as if it was conveying some signal.

Chen Xiaoluo had a premonition that something was wrong, so he restrained his strength in time, so that he was not strangled to death on the spot, and sent to be rescued.

She wanted to see what this ghost was up to. It would be even better if it called the ghost to save the scene. If someone called out...she would beat up both the ghost and the ghost.

Sure enough, heavy footsteps came from the empty corridor.

No rush, no rush, rhythm and regularity.

Chen Xiaoluo's position was at the entrance of the stairs, a little to the left of the corridor, blocked by the wall, so she couldn't see the situation of the corridor, so she twisted her body, stretched her neck and poked her head out.

The night vision ability of yin and yang eyes allows her to see clearly in the corridor where she can't see her fingers.

It was the figure of a girl with a hunched back and disheveled hair. She walked over step by step, her head drooped naturally as if without bones, her hands were drooping, and she swayed back and forth with her steps.

It looks like a zombie in a western horror movie.

Chen Xiaoluo opened his eyes slightly.

She couldn't see any resentment or death in this woman.

This shows that the one in front of him is a person, a living person.

"What did you do?!" She pulled up the ghost under her hand and asked in a low voice.

In fact, it was useless to ask. Although the situation of girls is rare, it is not uncommon. It is obvious that their souls have been taken away and they have become puppets controlled by ghosts.

But the problem is also here, this is just a little ghost, with more than ten years of practice, he does not have the ability to draw people's souls, unless it is his own blood relatives.

What kind of scum would even be able to kill his own blood relatives after death.

The ghost's mouth spat out blood bubbles, and the sound of the bubbles became rapid.

The girl paused for a moment, bent down, landed on all fours, and flew towards Chen Xiaoluo like an animal.

At the same time, the ghost suddenly struggled vigorously.

"Do you want this girl to be a target so that you can run away by yourself? You underestimate me too much." Chen Xiaoluo said, turning the ghost over, stepping on the chest and pressing it on the soles of the feet, and at the same time pushing the palm with the hand, the girl's head was slapped to one side , grabbing the nape of the neck, raised her hand and slashed, the girl fell on the ghost's body.

The ghost pushed and shoved the struggling girl, full of disbelief.

Chen Xiaoluo stretched out his hand and pressed on the girl's neck, the arteries throbbed weakly.

She exhaled, and the strong wind restrained the girl's hands and feet, and turned her over.

The girl's face was finally revealed.

Oval face, some inconspicuous freckles, dirty, single eyelid, half-opened eyes, dull eyes, eyeballs are covered with a layer of gray shadow, it seems that I haven't drank water for a long time, dry and peeled lips, pale green.

Chen Xiaoluo was taken aback for a moment, then paused for a moment.

She knows this girl, her name is Jiang Di, she is her high school classmate, her grades are average, she doesn't talk much at ordinary times, she is also introverted, she is a very non-existent girl.

The reason why Chen Xiaoluo had an impression of her was because this person ran away when she saw her, ran when she met her on the road, and ran to say hello, even when she went to collect her homework, she wanted to bury her head under the table and not talk to her.

Until after graduation, Chen Xiaoluo thought that this girl didn't want to see her.

Later, at a class reunion, people said that Jiang Di did not go to college, and that her father tore up her admission letter and locked her at home because it was discovered that Jiang Di was gay. A friend came to look for her, but she was beaten out as the culprit for bringing her daughter into harm's way.

Later, I heard that Jiang Di moved, and no one knew where she moved.

"Jiang Di? Wake up." Chen Xiaoluo tore Jiang Di off the ghost and patted her face lightly.

Jiang Di slapped her hand, Chen Xiaoluo quickly dodged it, Jiang Di's upper and lower teeth collided with a 'thump'.

Unable to wake up Jiang Di for the time being, Chen Xiaoluo decided to send this ghost to salvation first.

"No matter what your relationship with Jiang Di is... let's go, see you in the next life."

As soon as the words fell, the strong wind gathered suddenly, and the ghost was instantly torn into powder and disappeared.

The Yin Qi that should have dissipated did not disappear because of this.

Chen Xiaoluo frowned: "What else?"

I haven't accepted it for a few years, are the B-tasks so cumbersome now? !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss...

Chen Xiaoluo was thinking whether to send her out first, but before he could act, a large cloud of black resentment suddenly condensed in the air, and then the resentment gathered into a group, frantically gathering in one direction along the corridor.

Like dust particles picked up by a vacuum cleaner.

At this moment, the door opened again, and Su Shen walked in.

Her face was full of excitement, her dark pupils were faintly shining, and she looked carefully, and it seemed that there were still unconvincing tears streaming from her mouth: "I just said that there are other things here! Good guy, it turns out that this building itself is a ghost. Don't move! Leave this to me!"

After finishing speaking, he took off on the ground and swished along the black mist.

Chen Xiaoluo couldn't wish more, she helped Jiang Di out, let her sit against the wall temporarily, and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Chen Song.

Ghosts are graded. A ghost like this whole building has to be at least an A, which belongs to her task category, and she must make up for it, or she will die.

As the yin energy diminished, the sun shone through bit by bit, and not long after, Su Shen came back patting his belly.

Holding a vintage notebook in her hand, she said to Chen Xiaoluo, "Is this your former home?"

"No, I only have one house in Puyu City."

Su Shen patted the notebook in his hand: "That's weird, it's filled with your name, and there are many photos of you on it."

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The next chapter is V, it will be three o'clock at that time, my favorite little angels subscribe

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[Small Theater] Chen Xiaoluo was alone at home when he was five years old, but was stolen by a ghost:

Halfway through the cartoon, the screen suddenly went dark, one eye was split to the temple, and a clown-like ghost emerged from the TV.

"Haha! The great magician is now performing! The next performance - chainsaw cutting! Children over there, you come as a prop~"

Wearing a koala jumpsuit, Chen Xiaoluo looked at the clown innocently: "You say you are a magician? I don't believe it, unless you come out of the TV again."

The clown hates people questioning his identity the most, and then he becomes furious, and really digs into the TV again.

Then Chen Xiaoluo got up and pulled out the plug, just in case, when he ran to find the adults, he pulled down the switch by the way. As a result, the clown was stuck outside the TV for four hours.

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*感谢在2021-06-2312:20:13~2021-06-2622:53:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Li Feng 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Milk Taotao and Cheng Zhi; 4 bottles of A-little villain; 1 bottle of pigs;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!