Being a corpse chaser in summer vacation: exposed by the dumb girl!

When he raised his eyes and was about to crush it directly, a black shadow rushed to the window at an even faster speed. A terrifying suction force was raging like a gust of wind, just like noodles, and directly smashed the other side of the window. The imp swallowed it. .

Who else could it be if it wasn't black impermanence?

Bai Wuchang: ...? ? ?

Looking at Hei Wuchang who took the opportunity to eat his fill, Bai Wuchang was also speechless for a moment, and his indifferent expression under the bamboo hat seemed to twitch slightly.

But there was no extra movement, and when he got up, he jumped back behind Jiang Bai.

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With disdainful eyes, he silently looked at Heiwuchang who had just returned to the side.

"Huchi! Huchi!"

And when Bai Wuchang retreated behind Jiang Bai, the invisible pressure covering everyone in the room suddenly dissipated, and Leng Feng and others sat down completely.

Panting violently in the mouth, all eyes looked at Jiang Bai and others at the door with horror.

Looking at the corpse chaser who had met once before, the major's eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

When discussing directly with everyone unconsciously reverberated in my mind over and over again, everyone was more and more horrified by the magical description of the corpse chaser.

Could it be that there are really ghosts and gods in this world, and are there really such strange folk masters? !

"Mr. Corpse Man!"

Leng Feng, who is the king of soldiers, was also the first to come back to his senses. After getting up from the ground, he also looked at Jiang Bai in horror.

"My God, Lao Wang... Is Lao Wang dead?!"

"What the hell was that cloud of black smoke just now? Could it be that a ghost really harmed Old Wang?"

"Monitoring! Yes, quickly replay the previous monitoring!"

At this moment, the other people in the room came back to their senses after being uttered by Leng Feng. The old experts among them had actually seen Jiang Bai before. Looking at the corpse of Mr. Wang on the ground, they couldn't help moaning and questioning .

At this moment, Dai Xiaomei, Paper Maker and others finally rushed over. Looking at Mr. Wang lying on the ground, they obviously knew that the matter had been resolved, and they couldn't help but stare and exclaim.

"Go big, and you will succeed!"

Dai Xiaomei was not too surprised, but she did not hide her adoring eyes, looked at Jiang Bai and smiled.

"Wang Defa? Is this settled? Only a few minutes?"

"It looks like a newcomer upstairs, right? Do you know who made the move just now?

That's the boss Bai Wuchang! "

"Boss Bai Wuchang said: That's it? I can hit ten with one hand!"

"Hey, it's such a pity, old woman, next time your eyesight will be higher, don't you know to follow closely? It seems that it's the first time for Bai Wuchang to make a move, right? It's a big mistake not to see it!"

......

In the live broadcast room, except for a small number of newcomers, the rest of the old fans were shocked and expressed their acceptance.

"Hiss, is it resolved so quickly?!"

The paper maker gasped, feeling the yin energy still dissipating in the room, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at Jiang Bai with more and more awe.

He was also a little dumbfounded. He thought that Jiang Bai was really good, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce.

Especially thinking of his nervous attitude before, his old face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

When the corpse chaser talked about small problems at the beginning, he was still a little worried, afraid that the corpse chaser would underestimate the enemy, but now it seems that he is still too short-sighted!

"Ding, the mission is triggered!"

"Mission notice: drive Liu Fang's dead body to the birthday banquet, and complete the half-century bond between the martyr and Grandma Jiang!"

"Mission reminder: At the birthday party the night after tomorrow, the target person, Grandma Jiang, will be killed by ghosts. If she dies, the mission will fail!"

"Completion reward: black and white impermanence recovery +5! Then black and white impermanence has one ability!"

Just when Jiang Bai was about to go up to solve the problem of Wang Laosheng's soul, a series of prompts suddenly sounded in his mind, making Jiang Bai's footsteps pause slightly, and his eyes could not help but condense.

Triggered a new mission?

His mind quickly swept through his mind, and when he saw the task reward, Jiang Bai couldn't help but widen his eyes, and took a breath of cold air.

Not to mention the recovery speed of black and white impermanence, every time it increases, the combat power increases by leaps and bounds.

And the more important thing is another reward, and immediately get the ability of black and white impermanence!

Black and white are impermanent, but they are truly orthodox gods of the Yin Division, so their abilities can still be simple, even if they are random, they are all at the level of Yinming Immortal Art? !

Jiang Bai was really shocked this time, but the surprise in his heart quickly calmed down, and his expression gradually became dignified.

Killing by accident!

The hell is gone, so Jiang Bai, the so-called errand, will naturally not believe it, otherwise, if it is a real errand, he will come and go to the world to seduce souls in the name of the underworld.

Don't say that he is just a magician, even a celestial master may not be able to stand up to him.

The one who offends is the entire underworld, the entire avenue of life and death in the world!

But it's different now, even if he knows that the errand is false, he can't help Jiang Bai not being vigilant.

After all, he clearly remembered the encounter outside the City God's Temple, the near-death murderous intent, and the existence that even persuaded Bai Wuchang to quit was not so easy to deal with!

"It seems that in the past two days, I have to improve my strength a lot!"

Jiang Bai murmured indifferently, his eyes were full of coldness, but he had no fear at all!

It just so happens that at the home of the old paper maker, there is another big opportunity.

In the dark.

He could feel the impermanence of black and white behind him, and some longing.

"Old man, may I ask, what is the treasure in your house?" Jiang Bai asked seriously.

The old paper maker took a deep breath and lowered his voice.

Leaning to Jiang Bai's ear, gently said three words.

The voice was small, but like thunder, it exploded into the sky next to Jiang Bai's ear.

"Weeping stick...!"

It is, according to legend, the weapon used by Black and White Impermanence in the underworld! !

Chapter 135: At the Birthday Banquet, the Corpse Chaser Slashes the Bad!Show Yourself

"Weeping stick!"

Jiang Bai was really shocked at the moment, his eyes widened in disbelief.

It wasn't until he saw the paper maker nodding again that he made up his mind in hesitation, and his mind couldn't stop being active.

He had to attend the birthday banquet the day after tomorrow. Even if he lost, he couldn't just watch his grandma get killed.

And the evil who will go to kill at that time is definitely a hurdle that cannot be avoided.

Originally, he was still worrying about how to strengthen his strength in these two days. This gift from the paper maker is not insignificant!

"Master, is Mr. Wang alright?"

Just as the two were talking in low voices, Miss Dai suddenly approached, asking with a little uneasiness and uneasiness in her eyes.

She also helped to help Mr. Wang up on the ground before, but his appearance was really terrifying, his whole body was cold, he had no heartbeat or breathing, he looked like a dead man!

So thinking back to what Jiang Bai said at the entrance of the hotel, I couldn't help but ask.

The paper maker and Jiang Bai paused, looked at each other for a while, and at the same time put away the words in their mouths.

Jiang Bai also nodded slightly, but was delayed again.

After nodding to the papermaker, he immediately walked towards the sofa in the living room. Old Wang's body had already been carried up by Leng Feng and others.

"Mr. Corpse Man, Mr. Wang, this is..."

Seeing Jiang Bai coming, Leng Feng hurriedly stepped forward to meet him, and asked anxiously.

"His physical body was occupied by that ghost, and his soul dissipated."

Before Jiang Bai could speak, the paper maker who came along with him said with a serious face, although Leng Feng didn't quite understand it, but it was obvious that he knew that Mr. Wang was really dead!

Even the soul is gone, so what is it if you are not dead?

"what?"

"Why is it happening like that?!"

"No, no, these days he obviously..."

For a while, the rest of the experts also felt sad, obviously they couldn't understand or accept that an old friend left in such a weird way.

After forcibly calming down from the previous shock, Major Li also approached quickly, looking at the two of them, he couldn't help asking eagerly: "Since Mr. Wang was killed by a ghost, is there any way you can save him? "

Major Li's words made the paper maker hesitate, but after glancing at Jiang Bai, he nodded heavily.

Shen Sheng said: "If Wang Lao's living soul is still intact, maybe there is still a chance to make amends."

As he said that, he also looked at Jiang Bai, and asked as if asking for advice: "Sir, we have all dabbled in this method of calling the soul to ask the gods, and the watchman is also familiar with this aspect. Should I call him to help now, together Do you want to open the altar?"

It is not uncommon for a living person to lose his soul.

There are those who are harmed by ghosts, just like the current Wang Lao, and there is another kind that the world is more familiar with, such as children who are "shocked", and they are obviously healthy, but they will silently have a high fever and fall asleep.

This situation is actually called losing one's soul.

People in the underworld industry still dabble in spells such as evocation of souls, but Mr. Wang's situation is special and serious. He was harmed by the possession of a ghost, and his whole body is no different from that of a dead person, so the solution is also More troublesome, trickier.

Hearing this, Jiang Bai suddenly shook his head and said: "No need."

As he spoke, a roll of yellow paper suddenly slipped from his sleeve, unfolded and floated out of nowhere above the void in front of him.

This miraculous scene also made Major Li and the others flash a flash of surprise in their eyes again.

The pen and ink were taken out, and the little girl who stayed was absorbed, and immediately rubbed the ink with cinnabar.

The pen walks around the dragon without any hindrance, and a piece of talisman seal has appeared in Jiang Bai's pen.

stab~

Jiang Bai wiped his finger.Fairy Book Pavilion

The entire yellow talisman was stretched straight, like a sharp sword.

The other people around, apart from being surprised and horrified, didn't understand the meaning of the talisman. Only the paper maker's eyes widened instantly.

Can't help but exclaimed: "Spiritual Amulet!"

Jiang Bai nodded, and the paper maker laughed knowingly, and pasted the talisman on Wang Lao's forehead.

Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, he couldn't help but smile and said: "You are really lucky this time, this talisman is called the Spirit Evocation Talisman, with it, as long as the first cock crow sounds, he can wake up Already!"

After finishing speaking, he also looked at Jiang Bai with even more admiration.

The method of talisman is now somewhat lost. I didn't expect that the corpse exorcist was not only profound in Taoism, but also proficient in this talisman!

Seeing that the paper maker has explained it clearly, Jiang Bai will not repeat it.

After nodding to signal Dai Xiaomei to take back her pen and ink, she and the paper maker exchanged glances, turned and left together.

The matter of Mr. Wang has been settled, and now he is going to go with the paper maker to solve his request!

It was already late at night, and neither Jiang Bai nor the papermaker himself had any intention of making those people more casual. After clearing up the others, he walked to his papermaker's shop under the leadership of the papermaker. go.

In fact, the meaning of not wanting them to follow is to avoid putting these ordinary people in danger.

The mourning stick is a magic weapon of black and white impermanence in the legend, a real artifact of the underworld, but since the paper maker now says that there has been an abnormality, it is not something ordinary people can get close to.

Walking through the bustling neighborhood, an old city gradually appears in front of you, and the vitality of the city at night gradually becomes quieter.

After passing through several old blocks and turning into a remote alley, the paper maker finally stopped.

Pointing to the old wooden door beside him, he said, "Sir, this is it."

There was a signboard of a paper-making shop hanging above the gate, no wonder it was so quiet all around, he was the only shop in the whole alley.

"Stab la la..."

While taking the keys out of his pocket, the paper maker was about to open the shop door first, when a gust of cold mist and biting wind suddenly blew from the entrance of the alley, making both the paper maker and the little girl shudder subconsciously.