The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 22
The cool air in the room blows head-on.

The inside of the house is colder than the yard, I don't know if it's because of the ghost or the backlight of the wing.

Mo Rang has already stepped into this beautifully decorated wing room. The furnishings in the wing room are low-key and exquisite. A bed is carved into cloud patterns, with gold hooks and light yellow gauze tendrils hanging beside the bed. The table is placed in the middle, and the white porcelain teapot falls A huge and elegant purple wood bookshelf is placed by the window, which looks antique, but the purple bouquet by the window has withered and turned brown, and the table and chairs are also covered with a thin layer of gray, which looks like it has been there for a while. No one lives anymore.

After all, who expects a ghost to clean up?
"Just call me if you have anything to do."

The "shop boy" didn't stay too long, bowed his head with a smile and exited, with a respectful attitude and no faults.

Strange to say, Mo Rang did not see a trace of malice and greed in "his" eyes, only endless emptiness, as if this ghost was born blind.

However, there is indeed such a possibility. Before the ghost reaches the ghost general who reshape the body, the injuries he received during his lifetime will still affect it, just like a blind person will also be blind after death, and a person lacking hands and feet , after death will be missing arms and legs
But even if this ghost eye is blind, Mo Rang would not dare to underestimate it.People who value the incompleteness of ghosts but underestimate its strength will only die miserably.After all, the strength of ghosts does not lie in their hands and feet. The greater their resentment, the stronger their strength. These cannot be discussed with common sense.

He stood by the window and looked out. Outside he could still see the bamboo forest in the Douzhuan Corridor, and a few white lotuses floated in the dark green of the large pond, which was very lonely.

Mo Rang didn't sit down, he wanted to wait for the evil spirit to go away before starting to act, he was not ready to tear his face at this time.

—Evil ghosts are deceitful.

Mo Rang could hear the sound of heavy footsteps walking away.

But the strong ghostly aura told him that the ghost was still standing at the door!

There is no place ten paces behind oneself.

spying on yourself through the half-open door
"It's really suspicious." Mo Rang sighed, a faint light came in from the window and sprinkled on his tall nose bridge, he bent down slightly, wiped the stool with his cuff carelessly, and wiped away a layer of floating dust .

He was sure that the ghost was waiting for him to realize that something was wrong and turn around to run away, then it tore off its disguise and tore his body apart with its sharpest teeth.

There are some books on the pear wood bookshelf, shining in a little sunlight in front of the window. Mo Rang walked before the summer vacation, as if he was thinking about which book to read. Yubai fingered each book carefully, and finally Pulled out a copy of "Gao Hua Zhi Wei" in blue.

——It happened that the evil ghost wanted to play a game with him, so he might as well pretend not to notice it and see how the ghost would play.

After half a stick of incense.

The sound of turning a book is like falling leaves in autumn mountains.

Don't keep sitting at the table reading a book, the withered flowers and the guests reading are silent.

Originally, "she" was a little surprised that this blood food didn't make a big fuss, but it seems that this human race probably has a big heart.

"She" felt relieved, and really left with a strong ghostly aura.

The malicious aura of spying went away, and Mo Rang waited for a while before raising his head, the red circles in his eyes were burning hot, he seemed to be reading a book just now, but in fact he had been fusing the second layer of "Sen Luo Xue Yan Jue".

"Sen Luojue" and "Blood Flame Killing the Heaven Jue" are high-level ghost cultivation techniques. One is for the rapid transformation of ghost energy, and the other is for the lethality of ghost energy. It is not easy to combine Last time, Mo Rang was only successful in the combination by mistake. The all-encompassing unique attributes of Sen Luo Jue support its combination with other advanced exercises, and his own immortal body solves the problem of forcing the two exercises. harm caused by law.

Taking "Sen Luo Jue" as the basis and framework, "Blood Flame and Destruction of the Heavens" is the material to fill this framework. If this idea is adopted, the breakthrough of the second layer should not be far away.

As for sword skills and lightness skills, it is obvious that I can master them faster in actual combat.

Sandbags are readily available.

Don't close the book.
He looked at the words "Tall Flowers and Monsters" on the cover of the book and felt a little strange. This book was just some supernatural ghosts made up by some authors. It was treated as a novel. Why did he care about it?

He opened the book to a page, and the title page read - "Chen Gaohua".

"I don't want to, if there is a destiny, I will meet again in the future."

Walking lightly to the door, there was only a slight ghostly aura floating outside the door, just like what he saw from Zhuangzi's outside.

Mo Rang walked alone on the corridor, the dark green pond and the lotus were in ruins and lacked care, exuding a disgusting fishy smell.

After coming out of "Le Wu Huan", Mo Rang saw the first wing room with the same wooden sign - "Han Mei Pavilion". Standing outside the door, he could smell a strong smell of blood, black The ghostly aura indicated that the evil spirit should stay in this house for a long time. He wrinkled his nose, and his pale face was even less like a living person.

"Turn a village into your own nest." He pushed open the carved wooden door with "Hanmei Pavilion" hanging in front of him: "What a generous move."

The house in Hanmei Pavilion is full of stench, a layer of black adhesive sticks to the floor, making it impossible for people to step down. The table, bed, and chairs are all splattered with blood, and a head with wide eyes is lying on the ground. In the center of the table, the cheeks were sunken, and dark corpse spots appeared on the face. The long black hair was stained with blood and hung on the edge of the table. Its body was missing, and it must have been swallowed by the evil spirits there.

At this moment, this terrified and unrepentant face met affectionate gazes with Mo Rang who had just entered the door.

"Bad taste." It's not difficult for Mo Rang to guess that the "Lanjun Pavilion" and "Green Bamboo Pavilion" will look like this after that.

He closed the door and looked from room to room.

"Sure enough, this ghost lacks new ideas."

Put the heads of all the people who were killed in the middle of the room. Before the end of the corridor, there are already 41 rooms where the heads are placed. Everyone, regardless of gender, has their eyes wide open and will not die with peace.

Now that the places with the most resentful ghosts have been seen, where is that evil ghost?
Secretive, not clear.

The strong ghost aura seems to be under what. Mo Rang has already guessed that Shi Riqing Winery was born, so there must be a wine cellar that collects fine wines. Based on the faint location of the ghost aura, you can probably find where the wine cellar is. .

He fumbled in the direction of the ghost, and the short knife hidden in the trouser leg was already in his hand, and it came out of its sheath in a cold light.

Mo Rang's eyes were scarlet with excitement, compared with his pale and gentle face, it was surprisingly harmonious.

Demons hunt and kill humans.

And he, hunting down evil spirits
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