After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

It is said to be a studio, but it is actually a two-bedroom residence with a few tables in the living room and two easels on the balcony.

Xie Bian walked to the balcony and found that looking down from here, he could just see the situation at the entrance of the building.

He was still a little strange, last time he came across thirty or so female ghosts, why was there nothing on the way this time, it was so quiet, when Xie Bian came, he thought that something scary was in the studio, but it turned out to be as quiet as the studio .

Is this really a Sha? Could it be that he came to the wrong place?

Or need Xie Bian to use a loudspeaker to shout "I've cast myself in a trap, come and scare me"?

When Xie Bian was thinking about how to lure the little ghost out, he felt his ankles itch a little. He looked down and found a dead green radish climbing up his leg.

The leaves of the dead green radishes were yellow, with sharp jagged edges on the edges, which became tighter and tighter, and soon wrapped around his thigh.

What's this called? The ghosts didn't invite it, the plants became spirits first.

Xie Bian looked around, then picked up the utility knife next to the easel, and cut towards the leg.

Crash... hiss...

Luluo was cut off, and his pants became ripped pants.

Damn.

The green radish fell to the floor, Xie Bian didn't pay attention, and the broken half seemed to have vitality, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to climb towards his other calf.

Xie Bian turned around to dodge, but the two little things seemed to be entangled with him, Xie Bian could only keep moving on the small balcony, avoiding the two arrogant dead green radishes.

As time went on, the green radishes grew taller and taller. Just now, they only reached the knees of people. After a while, they have grown to nearly two meters.

Xie Bian could only continue to retreat, to the side of the railing, when he suddenly felt something pressed against his back, and before he could react, he heard a "clang", as if he had thrown some flowerpot or something in a panic. Squeeze downstairs.

The little female ghost did not seal the window.She doesn't know how to throw objects from high altitude, is she fined [-] yuan?

As soon as the flower pot fell, the green radish with its teeth and claws shrank back as if it heard some terrible movement.

Xie Bian came to his senses and pushed the other flower pot down with a movement of his hand—anyway, in Shali, he could only smash ghosts to death, and no one dared to fine him.

Sure enough, the green radish took another step back, and when Xie Bian finished smashing the flower pots on a balcony, the two green radishes had shrunk into two dead branches in the corner.

Xie Bian didn't wait for Luluo to be demonized again, he picked it up directly and threw the dead branches downstairs.

If what he just did happened in reality, he should be fined 5000 yuan.

save money.

Xie Bian thought this way, fearing that there would be some weird things coming out of the balcony, he hurried back to the living room and locked the door.

But before he could stand still, the living room began to become chaotic.

There was a workbench next to the balcony, on which scissors, hammers and other tools all flew towards Xie Bian.

A pair of paper-cutting scissors suddenly opened its mouth and poked at his head. He didn't pay attention and hid too late, and a strand of hair fell from his head.

Xie Bian tilted his head again, and the hammer smashed into the opposite wall along the way, making a big hole.

It's dangerous, if he is really hit, it will be his head that will be opened.

Before Xie Bian could deal with these two monsters properly, the broom and mop in the corner also started flying around.

What kind of person would think of hitting someone with these things?

But at this moment, he was not in the mood to think about the answer, the broom and mop were dancing next to him, Xie Bian dodged this, and another stick hit his back.

At this moment, the hammer and scissors embedded in the wall also began to loosen.

Renting scissors and hammers flying all over the sky is not a solution, Xie Bian looked at the open kitchen window behind him and got an idea.

He escaped from the attack gap of the broom and mop and ran back. The next second, those things flew towards the kitchen. Xie Bian squatted down to hide, and the scissors and hammer flew out of the window together.

Xie Bian quickly got up and quickly closed the window, silently calculating in his heart, three thousand and two hundred yuan.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, the most urgent thing is to find that little female ghost.

Xie Bian decided to go around the remaining two houses.

One of the rooms should be a workshop. Xie Bian walked in and saw wood carvings in a display case. Next to the display case was a workbench full of tool knives.

This is a woodcarving artist's studio. Xie Bian remembered the news he saw in the morning. The studio that had been on the bulletin board of the community seemed to be engaged in woodcarving.

Xie Bian wanted to turn on his mobile phone and read the news again to find some clues, but he forgot that there is no internet in Shajing.

The work in the underworld is becoming more and more dereliction of duty, and this cannot be considered.Xie Bian complained in his heart, and then thought of another serious problem.

Shouldn't these logs also be able to move?

Xie Bian regained his senses and subconsciously retreated to the door, but it was too late.

A lifelike wooden dragon at the top of the display case swam first, its tentacles touched the glass door, and it was about to break through the glass and run out.

Bang bang bang bang.

The other animal figures in the showcase also started to move, and within a short while, the glass shattered all over the floor, and those with long legs and those without wings, those with wings and those without wings, all rushed towards Xie Bian.

Wood is afraid of fire.

Xie Bian took out a lighter from his pocket, and began to look for anything to light in this room, then stared at a plate of hemp rope hanging behind the door, took off the hemp rope and shook it off quickly.

Xie Bian ignited one end of the hemp rope, and flung it forward suddenly. The hemp rope rushed forward like a small fire dragon. Although it was not as good as the ancient fire, it was the nemesis of wood.

The wooden dragon is a big piece, as long as two meters. Compared with it, Xie Bian's hemp rope charmander is insignificant, but there is no piece of wood in the world that is not afraid of flames.

When the hemp rope touched the wooden dragon, the beard on the top of the wooden dragon's head was the first to stand up, and soon the whole body was burned completely.

A deer with tentacles carved with small flowers was running around the house, about to hit him, Xie Bian immediately reached out and broke two antlers carved into flower branches and threw them into the fire.

It was not an option to burn them one by one, so Xie Bian lit the other end of the hemp rope and threw it out, igniting the tablecloth on the workbench.

Xie Bian dodged out and put a house full of logs into the flames.

Through the door, Xie Bian could hear the sound of flames burning inside, no matter what kind of demons and monsters he was, they would all be burnt to pieces by the fire.

Apart from the sound of burning, Xie Bian heard something else after taking a steady breath. It seemed that someone was whimpering and crying. The voice was not loud, as if deliberately suppressed under fear.

The door of the other room was locked, and the crying came from inside.

Xie Bian has a headache, this little ghost can't scare people, she can only learn old-fashioned plots from movies, and she can't beat people, she uses all kinds of green rosewood dragons to make up for it, regardless of these, why is she hiding and crying? ?

It was the first time he entered such a sha, and he couldn't help but start to wonder, when Fan Wujiu entered the sha alone, would he have to take care of other people's parents in the same way, and coax the beautiful little ghost from time to time?

It's a pity that Xie Bian didn't experience it with Lao Fan, so he doesn't know the daily work of Mr. Heiwuchang.

Right now, he has no time to worry, he must first find a way to go in and see this little ghost.

Knocking on the door is definitely not an option, the little ghost can't open the door, let alone kicking the door, don't force the little ghost to run away.

There is only one way.

Xie Bian took out the red marker pen that he had just brought from the living room, and randomly scratched it a few times on the floor in front of the room to form a formation of interlaced strokes. When the formation was first completed, it flashed red, and he entered the room in the next second in.

Walking in the underworld, to deal with the three thousand annoying ghosts in Wuwang City, Xie Bi'an still has some tricks, and it is even more fortunate that his current body is not too weak to cast these little tricks.

This is a bedroom, and Xie Bian found the little female ghost curled up on the ground beside the bed.

She was trembling all over, sitting with her face buried in her hair and hugging her knees, and from time to time she let out two uncontrollable sobs.

There was a photo on the bedside table, but it was blurry, vaguely looking like a group photo of two children.

The white wall behind the little female ghost is covered with large and small black writing.

mound.

mountain.

Densely occupying the entire wall.

Xie Bian stood aside, observing all this.

What do these things represent, and what is she afraid of?

Suddenly there was a banging on the door outside, and the bedroom door was shaken, as if something wanted to break in.

On the contrary, Xie Bian felt relieved, the thing that the little ghost was afraid of came to him to seek death, and if he killed it, the little ghost might be rescued, and then he stopped by to ask about Song Lixuan's whereabouts.

As he thought about it, he walked over and stood against the wall, waiting for the things outside the house to come in and killing him with one blow.

And at this time, the floor, walls and ceiling suddenly became transparent, as if Master Sha had realized what was coming.

Xie Bian saw it too.

It was a red monster, as tall as a story.It has long horns on its head, fire on its shoulders, strong arms but no legs, it floats in the air below its waist and abdomen, and its face is covered by a hideous white mask.

The monster was pounding on the door with its fists, Xie Bian turned to look at the little female ghost, more sobs came out of her throat, and she trembled more violently.

What she is afraid of is such an inhuman thing.It's just that Xie Bian has never seen this thing before, could it be that the little female ghost made it herself?

Xie Bian closed the doorknob with his hand, thinking whether he should go out and beat up the monster, but when he was about to open the door, he suddenly remembered that the little female ghost must not make mistakes.

If the monster hurts the evil master, maybe the entire evil realm will collapse. There has never been such a situation where the evil master was "dead" before, but Xie Bian can't guarantee that there will be no future.

He had to find a way to protect the little female ghost.

How ridiculous, Xie Bi'an has been in Wuwang City for thousands of years, and after being reborn, he has to worry about how to protect a little ghost.

Just put her in your pocket.

Xie Bian thought so, holding the formula with one hand and was about to cast a magic spell to make the little ghost smaller. At this moment, the door was violently smashed open by the monster, and Xie Bian behind the door was pushed away, and his fingers crookedly pointed elsewhere.

The big bed immediately became the size of a brick, and now there was no shelter between the little female ghost and the monster.

not good!

Xie Bian immediately rushed to the little female ghost, took her by the arm with one hand and carried her on his back like a suitcase, and ran away from the monster. The room is too small, Xie Bian directly I chose to go out.

It was only when I got out of the door that I realized that the outside was no longer a studio with two bedrooms and one living room, but a wasteland under the dark night.

There are some stones scattered on the wasteland, but there is no other obstruction, it is a good place for killing people and burying corpses.

Xie Bian smelled a familiar smell, as if he had smelled damp and rot underground for thousands of years.

bang.

The huge body of the monster was about to squeeze through the door, and Xie Bian began to think of a way after placing the little ghost.

There is fire on the red monster's shoulders, so real fire and fake fire should be useless to it. It has no legs to fly and there is no hindrance. Xie Bian probably can't run it if he wants to run, let alone walking and fighting.

You can't burn, you can't run, Xie Bian can't avoid it, you can only fight.