Quick-Crossing Slag Ex-Cleaning Guide

Mao Jiuling was frightened by Song Xing's words, and said loudly: "It's not you, but who else?"

"Boom-boom-boom"

A rhythmic knocking sound came from somewhere, "Hush!" Song Xing immediately stopped Mao Jiuling from continuing to speak, holding his breath? He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

The knocking sound came again, this time much clearer.

Mao Jiuling followed the source of the sound with a flashlight, and the dark corridor looked like a black hole capable of swallowing everything.

"Go? Let's go and have a look." Song Xing whispered.

The three of them were close to each other, using the light of the flashlight to get closer to the source of the sound.

The knocking sound disappeared, and at the end of the corridor was a wall with an oil painting hanging on it.

The main color of the painting is dark red. In the ruins glowing with flames, a man with a swollen belly but thin limbs like a bamboo pole is lying in the middle of the dirt road.His back is hunched, and he doesn't know whether he is looking for something or crawling.The face? Blurred, can't tell whether it's male or female.

The whole painting presents a sense of death, desolation and the end of the world, which makes people extremely disturbed.

"There's no way." Mao Jiuling took a picture according to the painting: "I'm so scared when I look at this painting."

Song Xing and Lin Xianqing thought at the same time, this is the entrance to the basement floor, but now it is artificially sealed.

Who did these things? First, the stained glass of the fountain was sealed, and now the entire entrance is sealed. The person who did these things obviously wanted to hide everything that happened here.

There was a "bang", followed by the sound of debris falling to the ground.

"Mirror!" Song Xing thought to himself, the hanging mirror would not fall to the ground for no reason: "Could it be evil?"

Mao Jiuling's hands trembled and he almost lost his grip on the flashlight: "Song Xing...you...look!"

Song Xing turned his head when he heard the words, and the person on the oil painting disappeared?

Lin Xianqing tightened his hold on Song Xing's hand, the feeling of being spied on came again, and it was getting closer!

"pat...pat..."

Mao Jiuling felt like he was going crazy: "What kind of broken house, it's either eerily quiet, or there are strange noises one after another."

The sound of water splashing is getting closer, and there is also the sound of something squeezing the wooden floor, which is especially abrupt in the dark.

Song Xing took out a piece of talisman paper and threw it out, the paper talisman burned instantly and emitted a blue flame.This group of flames gradually turned into clusters of small flames, which spread out and floated in mid-air, breaking through the thick darkness.

Mao Jiuling looked at her speechlessly: "Have this ability? Why don't you use it earlier? Is it fun to be in the dark?"

Song Xing: "Don't you have a flashlight? The talisman paper is limited, so save as much as you can."

As soon as the words fell, her eyes changed, and she said coldly: "Here we come!"

Lin Xianqing and Mao Jiuling looked towards the corridor together, and saw a gigantic creature walking slowly.

No, to be precise, it was crawling over.

The thing had a huge head covered with eyes, each eye blinking at a different rate.Blood mixed with maggots was still coming out of the eyes, and there was a "click" sound after dripping.

The stomach is swollen, and it keeps shaking as it crawls.The limbs are thin and long, so even though the thing is lying on its stomach, it can still look down on them.

The cyan flame retreated suddenly when this thing approached, looking terrified.

Mao Jiuling's face was pale, and he almost fainted from fright: "It's over... It's over... This... This is a ghost..."

Guisha, the immortal king of ghosts, often appears in a place where many people die tragically, and is formed by the condensed resentment of many dead souls?As long as the resentment and obsession of the souls of the dead are not eliminated, the ghosts will not disappear, let alone be subdued by any Buddhist or Taoist techniques.

Lin Xianqing has never seen such a monster that breaks through common sense, tightly clutching the charm in his pocket.When she met Guisha's eyes, she was startled. It turned out that from the moment she stepped into the house at No. 27, Chongyun Road, she was being watched.

Mao Jiuling hurriedly took out the magic weapon that could be used, and threw the town altar wood at Gui Sha as if he didn't want money.

The ghost does not dodge or evade, and the altar wood hits it like useless wood, and the rebound on the ground does not have any deterrent effect.

It squirmed faster, and a head full of eyes popped out? A big mouth, and after it was split, there were rows of sharp and sharp sawtooths.

A tentacle protruded from the big mouth, whipping towards Mao Jiuling quickly.

The three quickly separated, Mao Jiuling rolled his back against the wall, Song Xing and Lin Xianqing hid behind the abandoned flower pots by the corridor.

The tentacle missed and split into countless tentacles. Mao Jiuling turned sideways to avoid it, and a big hole was punched in the wall behind him.

The flowerpot in front of Song Xing and Lin Xianqing was pierced, and they fell powerlessly to the ground.

Mao Jiuling yelled: "Hurry up and ask the ghost messenger! Magical artifacts and charms are useless against ghosts!"

With a "guji" sound, Guisha bounced off the ground and hung upside down from the ceiling.The eyes were densely packed, and the eyeballs moved irregularly at the same time. Some looked at Mao Jiuling, and some looked at Song Xing and Lin Xianqing.

The maggots fell more violently, and soon there was a puddle of blood mixed with maggots.

"Damn it, it's disgusting!" Mao Jiuling clutched his nose, feeling nauseated.

"Qingqing, can you try? Use the talisman you drew to attack Gui Sha."

Although ghosts are terrifying, Lin Xianqing doesn't feel scared with Song Xing around, but is eager to try.

Song Xing let go of Lin Xianqing's hand, made seals with both hands, and whispered in his mouth: "Old Lord Taishang, let me have a divine party... first kill the evil spirits, and then kill the night light... why don't you dare to subdue the gods, what ghosts dare to act, hurry like a law !"

Ordinary ghost-killing curses can't hurt ghosts in the slightest, but Song Xing's body is a relic nourished by the power of faith after bathing in merit. The spells from her mouth are unmatched in ordinary small worlds.

In an instant, the golden light flourished, shining like daytime.Gui Sha was pierced by the ten thousand zhang light, and let out a hoarse scream.

The skin and flesh of the bulging belly were split open, revealing the compact head inside.

Under the coercion of Song Xing, Guisha maintained an upside-down posture, not daring to act rashly.

Song Xing's eyes changed slightly, among the piles of heads, there were those people who were chained in the illusion.

Lin Xianqing also saw it, and complicated feelings emerged in her heart.

This ghost is formed by the resentment of those who were brutally killed by the Japanese army.It wanders in place every day, preferring to become a monster rather than step into reincarnation.

Mao Jiuling saw this scene: "What should I do? I can't do it!"

Song Xing: "Ghost evil resentment? Don't let it go, it won't go away."

Mao Jiuling was very distressed: "The group of little Japanese devils are all dead, this resentment? How can I get rid of it?"

Lin Xianqing suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly gestured: "The Japanese army is still here!"

Song Xing nodded: "Not bad."

Mao Jiuling didn't dare to go over because the ghost was still there, so he could only yell at the spot: "What are you talking about?"

Song Xing: "Throw over your soul-calling banner!"

Mao Jiuling took out the soul-calling flag while muttering: "The eyes are very sharp."

Song Xing took the soul-calling banner, and muttered words while making seals.

Not long after, black mist surged from all directions, dispelling the small floating fireballs.

After the black mist dissipated, a neatly arranged group of ghost soldiers appeared.

They have turned into charred black skeletons, wearing the uniforms of the dilapidated Japanese army, bayonets behind their backs, and strict discipline.

Mao Jiuling's expression changed drastically, thousands of words were merged into one word: "Damn!"

The moment the ghost soldiers appeared, the head and eyes on the ghost's belly opened at the same time.

Each eye was blood-red and cold, the head was shaking, and there were piercing screams. This was the grievance accumulated for a hundred years? It was roaring.

The ghost soldier drew out his bayonet and rushed towards the three of them.

Guisha directly fell into the group of ghost soldiers and killed all directions.

But after all, ghosts are grievances? Formed? They can only disperse the ghost soldiers, but cannot completely kill them.

Song Xing: "Mao Jiuling, it's time to vent your anger!"

Mao Jiuling raised his eyebrows: "What? Needless to say? See if I beat these little devils out of their wits!"

Unable to deal with ghosts, Mao Jiuling was able to deal with ghost soldiers with ease.After all, they are descendants of Maoshan, and soon a few ghost soldiers will be wiped out in her hands.

Lin Xianqing also joined the battle, and the ghost soldiers did not dare to approach her, which greatly facilitated her actions.

Song Xing played the Five Thunder Talisman, and the ghost soldier's bayonet was completely wiped out before he swung it down.

When the three of them frantically killed the ghost soldiers, Gui Sha was bounced off by a force, and fell heavily to the ground, crushing several heads.

Thick dark yellow liquid spread out from its abdomen, giving off bursts of stench and rotten smell.

This accident caused the three of them to stop their movements, and covered their noses to take a look.

Mao Jiuling: "Is this the leader of the little devil?"

This ghost soldier is completely different from the previous ones. It is two meters long, and its exposed bones are covered with nails, which are as dense as wearing a suit of armor.

"Uh, why is one more disgusting than the other?" Mao Jiuling was so desperate that he retched while leaning against the wall.

The giant ghost soldier raised his head and yelled, and the remaining ghost soldiers put down their bayonets immediately, and let it pick it up and chew it in their mouths in a daze.

The nails on the ghost soldier's body were streaked with light, shining like scales.It stared at? Empty eyes, raised its foot? Stepped down on several people.

Guisha turned around, his stature skyrocketed, and he fought with the ghost soldiers, looking like he would never die.

Song Xing: "Let's go together!"

She was the first to throw out a talisman, which made the ghost soldier's nails crack.

Lin Xianqing also wanted to test the power of his talisman, so he threw a talisman over, but he didn't expect to directly burn the ghost soldier's foot.

Song Xing said with a smile: "Qingqing, I just said you have talent. Mao Jiuling is not as good as you!"

Seeing this, Mao Jiuling was astonished. She thought that Song Xing was already beyond her reach. How long has it been since she saw him? Lin Xianqing's growth made her even more dumbfounded.

"The law of heaven is not fair!" Mao Jiuling who was hit could only turn her grief and anger into an attack, but unfortunately the spell she threw was just a tickle for the ghost soldiers.

Although ghost soldiers are powerful, they are far inferior to ghosts, but they cannot be killed by them?The ghost soldier saw that he was downwind, and wanted to escape with a broken leg.

"Dare to run!" Song Xing yelled: "The demon king tied his head...the evil dissipated... hurry up like a law!"

Countless rays of light burst out of the ground like sharp swords, piercing straight through the ghost soldiers. The ghost soldiers struggled and howled, but they couldn't break free.

Guisha wanted to jump up and bite, but was blocked by the light, unable to get close, so he had to wander around impatiently.

Several spells were struck again, the ghost soldier's nails peeled off piece by piece, and blood mist sprayed out?The howling of the ghost soldiers became more and more miserable, but the ghost gradually calmed down amidst the soaring howls.

When the last piece of nail peeled off, the ghost soldier disappeared completely, and his soul disappeared into the world? There was no trace of it anymore.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-0223:07:37~2021-07-0322:54:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of mochi;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 29 bottles of spicy duck; 10 bottles of tallow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!