Rebirth of the Strongest Ghost Master

Night fell quickly, and he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, quietly cultivating his ghost power.

He is not in a hurry, because Li Gui needs a strong foundation of resentment to form, and Li Gui hurts people, most of them are because they are not reconciled in life, unwilling, and raped after death.

Now that this ghost is still in Hujia Village, it is naturally impossible to disappear out of thin air.

Maybe this ghost could restrain itself a little because of the cold silence, but it couldn't endure it for too long, especially at night, when the ghosts were full of yin and wreaked havoc.

Cultivating coldly and quietly, immersed in the world of ghost power and unable to extricate himself.

In the village, the fake Taoist priest who danced the Great God during the day was sleeping soundly, not aware of the danger at all.

In his dream, he was rolling on countless gold ingots, and many people surrounded him calling for the Taoist priest, all of them were very respectful, and even some ministers and princes respectfully called him the national teacher.

Surrounded by beauties and piles of money, it couldn't be more beautiful.

However, this happiness didn't last long, a cold breath suppressed the Taoist priest, and he woke up almost the moment he was swept by the cold air.

"Ah!!!!!! Help!!!"

An ear-piercing scream resounded in the small village, the scream was extremely shrill, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying, the voice was so distorted that it was almost inhuman.

All the villagers were awakened by the Taoist priest's screams. In panic, they couldn't help thinking about what happened a few days ago. The trend of fear made them quickly walk out with hard objects from their homes, and gathered at the door of the fake Taoist priest.

"Taoist? What's the matter?" The village chief put his ear on the door and listened, then knocked on the door hesitantly.

There was no movement inside the door, it was very quiet, as if the previous screams did not come from inside, it was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

"Taoist? Daoist?" The village head patted on the door, feeling a little bad in his heart for some reason.

He was pretty sure that someone had screamed before, and that the scream had come from this door.

Because of the severe haunting, the villagers usually arranged for the Taoist chief to live in the house closest to the village chief's house, so that he could hear everything clearly.

"Daoist, isn't this a ghost?" A villager said hesitantly, his voice trembling because of fear.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking of the possibility of hitting a ghost, they couldn't help but take a step back, you look at me, I look at yours, no one dared to knock on the door again, after all, the fate of those people before, these villagers can all see it Well, they don't want to take their lives for nothing.

"Otherwise, let's leave first, the Taoist priest is so powerful, there must be nothing wrong." A villager suddenly whispered.

Everyone who was afraid at first, and wanted to back down, heard this, and immediately had the idea of ​​leaving. That's right, they can't see this ghost, and they can't help it, not to mention that the Taoist leader is so powerful, it must be nothing thing.

The selfishness of human nature is fully exposed at this moment. No one would do something that endangers their own life for a person they don't know.

The idea of ​​wanting to leave in everyone's mind became stronger and stronger, and some people even retreated quietly without everyone noticing.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed a bit cold, and the real space was a bit cold and swishing. I don't know if it was the illusion of everyone, but they felt that this place was weird and scary, as if something was peeking at it.

Panic spread among the crowd, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. Only then did everyone notice that Xia Ye, who was supposed to be noisy, didn't even have a trace of bluntness, only the sound of everyone's breathing aggravated by panic.

Just when everyone was terrified and about to put down the weapons in their hands, and turned to leave, the door was suddenly opened from the inside with a "bang", and a cold breath came out instantly.

That aura was icy cold and frightening, like falling into an ice cave, unable to escape, and could only wait desperately for the fate to come.

The fake Taoist priest who was considered to be extremely powerful by the crowd, who was definitely fine, was running out of the door, holding a broken jade in his hand. He stared as if he was going to protrude, and he looked really embarrassed.

"There is a ghost! There is a ghost! Help!!" The Taoist priest's face was pale, and tears were falling from his nose. He seemed to be crazy, and he rushed towards the crowd desperately, trying to avoid something, and couldn't stop muttering. Muttering, "It's not me, I didn't kill you, let me go, I didn't kill you!!!!!!"

When everyone heard him say that there was a ghost, and saw him in a panic, they were shocked immediately. Panic and trepidation spread among them with the air-conditioning.

The villagers finally realized something was wrong, and the momentary fear buried them, and the desire to survive drove them to scatter and want to leave, but unexpectedly, they seemed to be trapped by something in the next moment, and could only move within a narrow range. move.

The whole body was terribly cold, as if someone was whispering in his ear, and the sound of crying and wailing reverberated faintly, which was extremely frightening.

Everyone was shocked, their bodies were covered in cold sweat, the yin energy around them seemed to be getting thicker, the crying disappeared, and someone could vaguely hear singing something hoarse.

Some villagers couldn't bear it and threw themselves on the ground, trembling indistinctly, with bruises all over their bodies and pale faces, and some of them just passed out and fell unconscious.

The fake Taoist priest who was so glamorous before had already been lying on the ground as if he was entangled by something, howling in pain, screaming and rolling continuously, the scene was extremely chaotic.

A feeling of depression enveloped everyone, and death seemed to be right in front of them.

Just when everyone thought that everything was about to come to an end, suddenly a casual voice came from not far away.

"Hey, are you all partying here? It's very lively."

Leng Ji yawned lazily and straightened his waist lazily, ignoring the air-conditioning around him, which was like blowing on the air conditioner in summer, and walked out from the dark place, his posture was as leisurely as going out for a walk after eating.

He glanced at the crowd casually, and then his eyes fell on the fake Taoist priest who stopped rolling and lay dying on the ground the moment he spoke.

"I've found you." Leng Ji smiled, looked around with interest at the ghost not far away who had shown his true colors in his eyes, stretched out his hand and took out a handful of yellow paper from his body, and then said with a contemptuous and He said in a leisurely manner, "Hey, old man, lend me your talisman paper."

The Taoist priest had long since lost the strength to speak, just took a look at Leng Ji and then fainted from exhaustion. Naturally, it was impossible to answer Leng Ji's words, but Leng Ji didn't care whether he heard or not, he just said it casually, why bother Seriously.

......

In fact, as early as the moment the fake Taoist was suppressed and screamed by Li Gui, Leng Ji had already woken up. With his perception, he could naturally sense that Li Gui had made a move.

As for this ghost's attack, Lengji had already expected it in the daytime, so he was not very surprised

Although this ghost is a great complement to him, but he has just arrived, and he has no talisman paper, can't draw talismans, has no magic weapon in his hand to support casting spells, and doesn't have any ghost slaves around him to help suppress it, so he just went so recklessly. The ghost power on his body can't be used, and it's useless to go.

So Lengji simply wandered around the village, and found the place where the Taoist priest cast spells and danced to the gods during the day, took some clean talisman paper from the altar table, picked up a piece of black charcoal wood, and reluctantly After discovering that he could draw symbols, he walked over slowly.

......

"You leave, I don't care about you, how about it?" Leng Ji smiled and looked at the ghost who gradually appeared in front of him because of panic and fear.

"Kill...kill...kill you..." The ghost shrank back in fear, but then a thicker crimson color appeared on his body, which seemed threatening Roaring towards Leng Ji.

The surrounding Yin Qi was even worse, as if consciously rushing towards Leng Ji, trying to drive him away.

Leng Ji doesn't care about these, these yin qi are a disaster in the eyes of others, but they are a great benefit to him. Since the formation time of this ghost is not long, so it is a bit listless, and the yin energy is not too heavy. In Leng Ji's eyes, Barely counted as a small snack.

He fiddled with the talisman paper in his hand a little bored, with a smile still on his face.

Although the resentment of this ghost looks terrifying, it is probably caused by being tortured to death. This has led to it. Although he has not been formed for a long time and his combat effectiveness is indeed not high, his Yin Qi is stronger than that of ordinary ghosts. heavier.

And this is just the ghost of an ordinary person, not the wronged soul of someone with cultivation, otherwise it would be impossible to be buried in this place for so long without anyone discovering any abnormalities.

And all of this happened to be cheap for Leng Ji. If this ghost had cultivation before his death, then it would not be so easy for Leng Ji. After all, he is very weak now. If the opponent is too strong, he will really suffer. no.

Li Gui hovered in mid-air and refused to leave, still trying to drive away Leng Ji with Yin Qi, he could sense the severity of Leng Ji, so he didn't dare to fight recklessly, he could only find a way to drive away.

Unlike other ghosts, because of some special reasons, he was sane and knew that it was not a wise choice for him not to leave, and he would probably be wiped out here, but he was not reconciled, he died here unjustly, and he was not reconciled to leave.

"If you don't leave, then there's nothing you can do. Then just disappear." Leng Ji looked at Li Gui with a smile, seemingly helpless and regretful, but his hand was unambiguous, and with a flash in his eyes, he held a black Charcoal quickly draws a complex pattern.

"open!"

A faint fluorescence erupted in the lines instantly, and then I saw the yellow talisman slip from Leng Ji's hand, swaying in the wind, Leng Ji urged it with a wave of his hand, and threw him to the place where everyone was trapped.

The Yin Qi dissipated slowly, and those villagers felt their bodies lighten up, and their whole body warmed up a lot, and then they found that they could move, and couldn't help but look at Leng Ji like a god, and then quickly scattered and fled this place, hiding Observe the situation here not far away.

"My... my lord." The village chief stammered. He thought that Li Gui had lost his wits, but his expression is quite natural now. He originally wanted to leave, but after he thought of something, he was directly dismissed. Dismissed, so he stood directly on the spot, looking at Leng Ji with hope in his eyes.

Leng Ji didn't give him a look. At this moment, Leng Ji was already attracted by that ghost.

Li Gui seemed to be frightened by Leng Ji's hand, roaring, the red color on his body became more and more obvious.

The cold wind was blowing, and Leng Ji didn't have the heart to mess around here. He was very sleepy after not sleeping in the middle of the night. Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and drew a Sangui talisman, and slapped Li Gui fiercely.

Everyone was shocked, and saw the talisman paper burning rapidly in the air, and then the fierce ghost rushed left and right and let out a shrill roar. After a long while, the surrounding yin energy gradually dissipated.

Leng Ji calmly took out another piece of paper, folded it into a special shape, then stretched out his hand and waved in the air, and stuffed him into his arms again, then turned his head and looked at a group of people who seemed to be terrified Villagers hiding in the distance.

"It's okay, everyone should go and do what they want." Leng Ji smiled, and gave a lazy waist without the image of a master, "Late night is a good time to sleep."

Everyone was silent, and it took a moment for them to react.

"Is this gone?"

"No more! We're saved."

"Master! Master!" one person shouted excitedly.

Everyone interfaced, shouting "Master! Master!", and it was very noisy for a while.

Leng Ji didn't speak, let them mess around, glanced at the village head meaningfully, and closed his eyes to feel the resentment that was about to dissipate around him.

Seeing him close his eyes, the village chief thought he was tired of making noise, and thought that this man was really cold, so he stretched out his hand to signal the villagers not to make trouble, then bowed and said, "Thank you master for saving us, it's late at night, don't disturb master's rest .”

Leng Ji nodded, then pointed to the fake Taoist priest lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment over there, "That man seems to be injured, you take him down to have a look, it's not a good thing for a ghost to get on his body."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Leng Ji stretched his back, yawned, and squeezed his neck a little, seeing that everything had been dealt with, he left the place quickly without saying a word.

In the middle of the night, he was still sleepy. If it wasn't for the little thing he had bought, he wouldn't have run out at night, which is a bit of a loss.

Seeing Leng Ji leave, all the people stared at his back with admiration in their hearts. After Leng Ji's figure disappeared completely, they turned their heads to look at the fake Taoist priest lying on the ground.

"Village chief, what should we do with this person?" a big man asked.

The village chief looked at the fake Taoist priest lying on the ground with some disgust, knowing that he was probably deceived, and he was very angry, "What should I do!? Just drag it away! Get out of the village early tomorrow morning!"

"Yes." Everyone nodded.

"If you ask me, this master is an expert. As far as this ability is concerned, there is nothing to say. He must be a magician, a high-level warlock or something capable. Please treat him well and don't neglect him!" the village chief said. Said, "Tomorrow morning, everyone is going to prepare something. Treat the master to a meal, so we can get close."

Everyone nodded, and a young man said, "This village has been haunted once or twice, don't you want to see Master?"

"Let's talk about it, I neglected the master before, and I will invite the master to have dinner tomorrow morning." The village chief shook his head, "The master seems to be a good person, and he should not care about our mistakes."

"Okay." Everyone nodded.

The village chief sighed, a little annoyed in his heart, who would have known that this young-looking boy was actually so skilled?

I hope he really didn't care about his faux pas, after all, I still have to ask him, it's not good to have a falling out.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, everyone, go back to sleep, and entertain the master tomorrow morning." The village chief shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

All of this has to wait until tomorrow morning to see what the master has to say. It is useless to entangle yourself here.