Don't pass Hanhan

Chapter 8

What Chen Xiaoluo read was the little girl's memory fragments from the first-person perspective, so she knew exactly what happened.

The house had problems from the start.

The little girl is pure in mind, purely curious about the new environment, without any malice, and is the easiest target for the ghosts.

When moving, the little girl stood outside the yard with her parents and looked in. The first thing she saw was not the whitewashed walls and green trees, nor the fruit trees full of flowers, but the unkempt female ghost by the window on the second floor.

"Mom," she tugged at the sleeve of the woman beside her, "There are people in the room."

The woman thought she had moved to a new home and felt lonely away from her playmates, so she hugged her and tapped her nose: "We are the people in the house, hehe, I will take you to the neighbor's house to play in a while, they have a kid who is as old as you , and as cute as you."

The little girl's eyes widened: "Are we the people in the house?"

"Haha, from now on, you are the owner of this house!" The man led the little boy and walked forward with a smile, "Let's go, little master, Dad will show you your new home."

"Oh..." The little girl nodded and let the woman carry her into the room.

She saw the unkempt woman again in the living room. The woman was bent, her spine was twisted strangely, covered in blood, and only one eye was exposed on her face covered by her hair.

The little girl stared blankly, staring at her without moving.

"Look, there is no one else, only our family~" The girl patted her head.

The girl turned her head and asked, "What if there is?"

The little boy got his own toy from the box, a Superman doll, dubbed "beep beep" in his mouth, just heard it when passing by, puffed up his chest, and said firmly: "That is a big monster, an invader! Get him out!"

"Get out?"

"Yes, get out! Just like grandpa driving out devils! Beep beep beep..."

"That's it..." The girl had an epiphany.

When Chen Xiaoluo saw this, he could already imagine the next development.

Since then, the little girl has been talking to the air from time to time and throwing things around.

"This is my home! Get out!"

"Down with the big monster! Toot toot toot toot..."

"Defend the family and the country!"

The parents thought she was playing. The little boy cooperated with his sister, holding a toy wooden warehouse from time to time, standing with the little girl, and the two children talked blindly into the air together.

It made the adults laugh again and again.

The man was very pleased: "Then you two should grow up quickly and serve the country when you grow up."

……

The female ghost's exposed eyes were bleeding from the children's muzzles, and her resentment was getting heavier every day, and the distance between her and the girl was getting closer every day.

Until midnight one day, she lay on the girl's back.

The little girl woke up from her dream, and dragged her heavy ghost crying to report the results of the battle to her parents.

"Woooo, I failed, I didn't drive away the big monster..."

The young couple who woke up from the dream looked at me and looked at you, their faces were confused.

The man was so sleepy that he carried the child to bed with drowsy eyes, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him: "Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, it's okay, go to bed first, get back together tomorrow, and then compete for [-] rounds!"

"You're talking in your sleep!" The woman patted him angrily, touched the girl's head lovingly, and gently wiped her tears: "If you can't beat yourself, you can ask someone to help, such as your brother, your brother is a superhuman monster all day long." Yes, professional counterparts, but it's too late now, your brother is asleep, go tomorrow, mom and dad will sleep with you tonight, okay?"

The girl choked twice, thinking it made sense, "Okay."

She curled up in her mother's arms and soon fell asleep. The female ghost's twisted arms were tightly wrapped around the little girl's neck, and her eyes full of blood were staring at the family of three.

The little girl couldn't stand up straight because of the female ghost lying on her back, and her back was slightly bent. She went to ask her brother how to fight monsters, and his brother took her to watch Superman vs. monster for a day.

It didn't work, the little girl still woke up every night.

The female ghost's limbs became tighter and tighter, the girl gradually had difficulty breathing, and her back became more and more bent day by day. A week later, the girl started to have a fever.

The female ghost was chewing on the girl's three souls and seven souls, her protruding eyeballs whirled around, and attacked the second prey in the house.

……

On Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open. Under the influence of all the ghosts in hell, the female ghost's hostility reaches its peak. She appears in front of a family of four occupying the magpie's nest. Under the control of resentment, she vents her anger to the fullest.

Chen Xiaoluo rubbed the center of his brows.

This contest between humans and ghosts did not stop after the death of a family of four, on the contrary, it just started.

Later, all the people who lived in this house died without exception, and some even died on the day they moved in. As the number of deaths exploded, resentment and negative energy exploded, and neighboring houses also began to suffer. More and more people People died for no reason, and the media scrambled to report it, and finally ended up with a serial crime committed by a perverted killer.

Chen Xiaoluo checked the timeline, and vaguely felt that she had seen it somewhere, and after thinking hard, she finally remembered that it was the news she watched when she was a child.

The background of the news is a residential area lined up with small two-story buildings. I think it had not been demolished at that time.

The host also mentioned that the murderer of this case was a short and thin man with dull eyes, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and bruised dark circles as if a panda had turned into a spirit, which greatly shocked Chen Xiaoluo's young heart in front of the TV. After that, unless there were special reasons, Chen Xiaoluo never stayed up all night again.

From this point of view, the serial murderer may have been wronged.

"Where is the big monster?" Chen Xiaoluo asked in a low voice.

The little devil's eyes were bleeding and tears, he struggled vigorously, trembling while struggling, desperately breaking free from Chen Xiaoluo's restraint.

The word 'big monster' is a taboo word for little ghosts. It comes from the deepest fear of death in life. It is a nightmare that the soul can't get rid of after witnessing the death of a loved one even if it has turned into a ghost.

Her reaction was expected by Chen Xiaoluo, and she didn't expect to get an answer.

Chen Xiaoluo pressed the little ghost against the wall, and nailed the long knife into the wall against her face, trapping the little ghost within a square inch to prevent her from moving around. Once again, her fingertips were placed between the little ghost's eyebrows, and golden ripples slowly emerged.

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoluo's eyes froze, and he grabbed the kid, bent his knees, bent backwards, his upper body curved like a swan's neck, and drew a knife with one hand in his right hand. With a movement of returning the carbine, the sharp black nails rubbed the tip of his nose to avoid it. At the same time, the blade slashed straight down from the top of the head, and the tip of the blade sank deeply into the opponent's shoulder.

The sneak attacking ghost wailed in pain, piercing the eardrums, arousing the little ghost in Chen Xiaoluo's hand, the little ghost was so frightened that he wanted to disappear in place, but he couldn't run away, the whole ghost shook like chaff.

Based on the little ghost's reaction, Chen Xiaoluo immediately understood that this ghost was the one that killed the family of four. She kept moving, and while turning around with her strength, she pressed the knife hard, and forcibly split the ghost in half vertically.

The ghost fell to the ground, its protruding eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, full of unbelievable shock.

"You ghost, you don't want to be reincarnated, and you don't want to die, it's very difficult for me."

Chen Xiaoluo spoke slowly, tucking the little ghost under his arm, holding the knife in both hands, ready to make a quick fight and send the final big BOSS one last ride.

"why!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, from the female ghost's mouth that was split in half.

Chen Xiaoluo refused to chat with her, pretending she couldn't hear her, and struck down at the half closest to her, the hideous and terrifying human-shaped object scattered into black smoke.

The effect is immediate.

The hostility in the house was instantly reduced by half, and the air was much fresher.

The other half of the ghosts looked at Chen Xiaoluo with resentment, and when Chen Xiaoluo finished chopping and retracted his knife, he let out a piercing cry, and disappeared on the spot with a 'poof'.

Chen Xiaoluo froze when he turned around and lifted the knife, and said angrily, "I shouldn't get carried away."

The ghost ran away, and it was in its own bondage again. Although there was only half of it left, it was still a bit troublesome to find it.

Chen Xiaoluo sighed, put the knife on his shoulder in one hand, and the kid in the other, walked to the edge of the broken floor in two steps, and jumped down without saying a word.

"Su Shen, return the things to you."

Su Shen sat on the only intact Eight Immortals table, looked at Chen Xiaoluo resentfully, his mouth kept on chewing like a hamster, and there were a bunch of balls of little ghosts beside him.

"Here."

Chen Xiaoluo threw the ghost in her hand to her.

Su Shen raised his hand to catch it, and in the next instant, the little ghost turned into a ball the size of bubble gum, and was swallowed whole by Su Shen.

"Trash." Licking his lips, Su Shen said.

Chen Xiaoluo smiled: "Who are you calling trash?"

"I say you, trash human being!" Su Shen said the lines he had thought up in advance with a blank expression.

Chen Xiaoluo smiled: "Thanks for the compliment, my childhood dream was to be nothing but trash."

"..." Su Shen was at a loss for words, the script was different from what she expected.

Chen Xiaoluo waved at Su Shen and walked towards the courtyard.

If she guessed right, the ghost shouldn't be in the room anymore.

After leaving the room, Chen Xiaoluo didn't even look for it. When he turned his head, he saw the ghost reshaped into a complete human form under the tree with a squatting human head.

But it's just shaping the shape. If you lose half of your cultivation, you can never get it back.

"Help me, please, please." The female ghost said suddenly.

She looked at Chen Xiaoluo, changed from the ferociousness before, and was full of pleading, as if Chen Xiaoluo was her only straw.

"What, did you think of asking for help when you found out you couldn't beat it?" Chen Xiaoluo was a little surprised, but quickly adjusted, she walked over, raised her hand to help the heroine pluck the leaves from her hair, lowered her eyes, the purple eyes were calm , but for no reason revealed a godlike compassion: "I'm sorry, I don't want to help you."

The female ghost widened her eyes, "No, you still don't know what happened to me, I have a reason, I..."

"Do you know?" Chen Xiaoluo interrupted her with a low voice and a gentle tone: "Those who were killed here by you, they have been urging me, urging me to crush your soul, and let you be wiped out."

"Maybe you are miserable enough, and you have reasons that you must do, but I don't want to hear them all. This is not a reason for you to deprive others of their lives at will. The suffering you suffered was not caused by them, and it is considered retribution. It should not be retribution on them, they also have family members, they died, their parents, lovers, children can't wait for others, they are no less sad than you, murder pays for life, owes debts and pays money, it is only right and proper."

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