Qing could read Jiang Yan's memory, so he naturally knew who the woman holding the black umbrella was.

He looked at Xiaolu and ordered in a serious tone:

"Shorty, stop it quickly!"

However, Xiaolu still held the black umbrella, unmoved, and watched with a stiff smile as before.

Qing frowned slightly and felt a little surprised.

"It's really strange that this ghost TV doesn't obey my orders."

He couldn't figure it out. His situation was almost the same as Jiang Yan's. After this body reached balance, he was the first to wake up.

Theoretically, Jiang Yan could use the supernatural powers, and he could also use them.

But now, he couldn't command the incarnation of this ghost TV, which made him feel incredible.

"Has it already been born with intelligence? It shouldn't be, so why would it listen to Jiang Yan?" Qing was puzzled, but he had a rough guess.

When a chick just breaks out of its shell, it often regards the first creature it sees as its mother. The ghost TV should have a similar situation now.

After being controlled, the ghost TV was like a new life. Jiang Yan summoned it for the first time, so it recognized Jiang Yan as its master.

Although he figured this out, it was not good news for Qing.

Without the help of the ghost TV, the situation was even worse for him.

The strange singing voice continued. Although it was much weaker after it reached the ghost bus, it was still a torture for Qing.

It is estimated that he will reach his limit in three more minutes, and his consciousness will disappear completely at that time.

"We must hurry up and solve it within one minute." Qing became anxious. His consciousness was originally very fragile and could not withstand the tossing.

Without hesitation, he took out a golden bag directly from under the driver's seat.

He could read Jiang Yan's memory, so he naturally knew what was in the golden bag.

The golden bag was a little shriveled, and it seemed that there was no supernatural thing imprisoned, but just some sundries.

Open the bag, and there were several objects quietly inside.

A red safety hammer, a rusty iron fan, three red ghost candles, a dozen ghost cigarettes, and a dark red index finger that exuded a faint corpse odor.

Qing picked up the index finger decisively,

It was heavy and fell, and a cold feeling came over him.

Without hesitation, he directly spliced ​​the dark red index finger on his right hand.

This dark red index finger was originally cut off from this right hand. Now it was spliced ​​on like glue, and it merged together very smoothly without any trace.

Splicing this finger is equivalent to strengthening the power of the dark red withered hand, and the ghost bus in the body immediately became restless.

At the same time, the ghost TV that was stuck with the dark red withered hand also became restless.

The increase in the power of the dark red withered hand will undoubtedly destroy the deadlock between the two.

Not far outside the car, Xiaolu, who was still holding a black umbrella, suddenly widened his eyes, and his smile became hideous, obviously affected.

But after a while, the restlessness of the ghost bus subsided, and Xiao Lu's expression returned to its original state, but it was even paler.

The freeze and balance seemed to be achieved again.

Qing was not surprised by this, as if he had known it would happen.

He rolled up his sleeves and found that the part connected to the dark red withered hand was a little blurred, but it was somewhat different from the sticky darkness of the rest of the body belonging to the ghost bus.

It seemed that this part of the power was absorbed by the ghost TV, making it and the dark red withered hand restored to the same power, and the freeze was not destroyed.

There was no time to pay attention to these, Qing directly took out the three ghost candles, and then crushed them easily with his sticky black hands and smeared them on the dark red withered hand.

The wax of the ghost candle was roughly smeared like this. Strangely, after covering the dark red withered hand, the wax was quickly absorbed by the withered hand like water.

This action was very quick, and after it was done, the ghost candle had been completely absorbed by the dark red withered hand.

At this time, the color of the dark red withered hand became brighter and glossier, as if it had been moisturized.

"Although the purity is not high, it is enough." Looking at this strange bright red human hand, Qingyin laughed.

The next moment, he teleported to the roof of the ghost bus.

After leaving the ghost bus, the singing suddenly increased, giving him a splitting headache.

Without hesitation, he immediately raised his bright red right hand and swung it fiercely in the direction of Ling Yao.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded in the ghost cave, and a yellow mud path extended in the direction of the dark red withered hand.

But this yellow mud path was different from the previous one, with a light red flame burning on the road.

The flame path hit the stage in an instant, and a corner of the stage was quickly eroded. Not only that, the light red flame burned along the eroded part.

"This isWhat! "Ling Yao, who was holding the gong, was immediately terrified and looked at the light red flame in front of her with great fear.

The stage was obviously made of blue bricks, but it was crackling with the flames, and the flames did not feel hot, but instead spread bone-chilling cold.

Although the flames had not yet burned in front of her, Ling Yao could already feel the spirit in her body stirring, and her bones were cold and painful.

The flames spread very quickly, and a quarter of the stage was burned in an instant.

After doing all this, Qing teleported back to the ghost bus. After using the attack just now, the bright right hand returned to dark red and dry.

"Is the burning ghost fire only this degree?" Looking at the burning stage, Qing was a little disappointed, but soon let it go.

"After all, it's not pure corpse oil, it's not bad to burn to this degree. "

He smiled sinisterly. If nothing unexpected happened, this dark red withered hand alone could destroy the stage.

The light red flame spread rapidly and soon burned to the curtain. Ling Yao, who was holding the gong, was affected and shivered with cold as the flames approached.

At this moment, as if sensing the danger of the stage, the red-robed ghost who was originally standing there singing began to move.

It stiffly took off a flag behind it.

Qing immediately became alert and teleported to the driver's seat of the ghost bus, waiting nervously.

This triangular flag was red and green, with a vague forest embroidered on it. The overall color was old and faded, exuding a weird atmosphere. .

The red-robed ghost actor held the flag and swung it down stiffly, like a weak old man with trembling limbs swinging a stick, making a subtle sound of breaking through the air.

After this action, the curtain of the stage was lifted by a dry white hand, and then a female dan in green showed her pale face and walked out slowly with a dignified step.

Like the red-robed martial artist, this female dan in green was also wearing a costume, and her face was as pale as paper.

Just after coming out from behind the curtain and hearing the gong sound, the female dan in green also began to sing the opera. The sharp voice of the opera made people feel headache, and it was superimposed with the voice of the red-robed martial artist, and attacked the ghost bus...

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