There's a ghost inside me

The black text that appeared in his pupils inexplicably made Jiang Xiao full of surprise for a moment.

"What's the matter?"

I obviously didn't plan to look for any white-level sneaky in the depths!

Jiang Xiao vaguely felt that the other party might have an independent consciousness and deliberately induce his actions.

"No! The white-level sneaky person has the means to harm human life. Only the first level of spirit master can deal with it. Isn't I seeking death when I go?"

Jiang Xiao said it on purpose and walked down the mountain.

At this moment, a line of text appeared in his vision again.

"...You suspect that this line of text has other plans, so you return the same way. In the end, you lost the green-level soul bead and lost the selection test in the Tianji Palace..."

Jiang Xiao stopped, and his forehead was covered with black lines for a moment.

"Why do you feel like you're playing MUD text game?"

Jiang Xiao really wants to complain about his golden finger. Which master is controlling his game character?

"... After thinking about the consequences, you still plan to go deep into the search for the White Fog Ghost..."

The other party simply grasped Jiang Xiao's psychology tightly, and a change occurred in an instant.

Jiang Xiao simply sat down and said, "You have to give me a sure letter. How can I deal with the White Fog Ghost? You can't go back and lose a green-level soul bead. If you really do what you said, your life will be fine." Lost."

Soon, the black text in the pupils twisted into a new line of text.

"...You tried every means and couldn't find a way to deal with the Baiwu Ghost. In the end, you turned your attention to the shadow on the ground..."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao looked down at his shadow.

The latter is even more weird in the ghost world at this moment, like the darkness in the deepest part of hell...

For some reason, Jiang Xiao even felt that this was not his own shadow at all, but a living person!

Swish!

Jiang Xiao shivered, the thoughts in his mind were too terrifying, and he didn't dare to think deeply.

"...You are ready to set off, walking towards the north, and finally found the White Fog Ghost in a cemetery..."

This time, the words that appeared in Jiang Xiao's pupils became thinner and disappeared before they could not last long.

"This thing is very weird! I must think of a way to figure it out in the future."

Jiang Xiao thought to himself.

In fact, he had no intention of returning from the same route since the beginning, and the reason he did this was to test this strange existence.

The green-level soul bead, you must get it!

.....

Swish!

A dazzling white light flashed by.

Then, a wandering soul that was almost condensed into substance instantly shattered into a large number of water droplets.

"Quick! Catch it!"

Bai Qimeng, wearing a pink skirt, hurriedly directed.

Immediately, the people around him dared not delay and rushed forward to catch the water droplets with the mutton fat jade bottle.

"Sure enough, there are also differences in strength and weakness in the wandering soul. There are so many water droplets that have exploded in this wandering soul. It's a pity that the spiritual power consumed is a bit too much..."

Feeling the small amount of spiritual power left in his body, Bai Qimeng couldn't help but frown.

Next to him, a young man in green smiled and said, "Qi Meng, you are worthy of being the best genius spirit master in our school. This wandering soul is almost turning into a white-level ghost, right?"

Bai Qimeng suddenly glanced at the other party coldly, "Don't call me Qimeng."

The latter's face froze.

Swish!

Bai Qimeng withdrew the long sword in her hand and asked, "How much time is left before the sun sets?"

The young man in blue said, "Two hours left."

"Enough, take a break first and recover your strength before continuing." After Bai Qimeng gave the order, she sat cross-legged under an old tree.

The young man in green clothes said, "Qi Meng, our mutton fat jade bottles are almost full, there is no need to work so hard, right?"

"It must be foolproof!" Bai Qimeng Xing's eyes showed a sense of stubbornness, "I not only want to win the first place this time, but also have to get rewards with a crushing advantage! Only in this way can the Tianji Palace see my talent ! ”

On the other side.

Zhang Hai's face was pale at this moment, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Next to him, a young man was holding an assault rifle emitting blue light and said anxiously, "Brother Zhang, we are afraid that we have stabbed the Wandering Soul Nest, so we must withdraw!"

In front of everyone, there were white mist that was so rich that it could not be melted.

The sound of ghosts and wolves cried and howled constantly from the white fog, extremely horrifying.

Zhang Hai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Second brother, you and Xiao Zhou change positions. Remember not to be confused. As long as you keep your mind and mind, the wandering soul will not cause harm to us."

Afterwards, this team of four finally rushed out of the vine forest.

“Hu~Hu~Hu~Hu~”

Zhang Hai looked at the mutton fat jade bottle that had already been filled with half of his hand, so excited that he couldn't do it himself., "The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity! This ticket is worth it!"

Suddenly, at this moment, he turned his head and looked to the right, shouting, "Who!"

There was a rustling sound.

Then, a fat little fat man emerged from the bushes.

The latter's face was full of embarrassment and his lips were stammering, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the fat man, the ridicule in Zhang Hai's eyes replaced the alert, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Zhang Dongdong, you?"

Although the little fat man came out of the bushes, his clothes were not as frustrated as Zhang Hai and others.

At that moment, Zhang Hai understood at a glance, "You shouldn't hide as soon as you enter the mountain, right?"

Hearing this, the fat man's head pressed even lower.

"Waste!" Zhang Hai spat hard at the ground and said contemptuously, "No wonder he can play with garbage like Jiang Xiao. It turns out that you are also a garbage!"

"Let me guess, is that wasteful thing Jiang Xiao also hides somewhere and hides, and dare not come out? Hahahaha!!!"

Zhang Hai laughed harshly.

The little fat man blushed and said angrily, "No...I...I..."

In the end, I didn't say anything.

"Forget it, Brother Zhang, why are you wasting your time on this kind of thing? We will not be on the same level as this kind of waste in the future."

At this moment, the young man whose natal spiritual weapon was an assault rifle spoke.

Zhang Hai nodded, "That's right, let's go!"

The group left as soon as they said they could, leaving the little fat man alone.

The latter is full of grievances, and in such places, fear is also a normal manifestation.

He looked dryly into the depths of the jungle and complained, "Jiang Xiao...If you can be with me... you will be able to take good care of each other..."

......

Among the ghost creatures in the northern suburbs.

The concept of time has become blurred.

The sunlight cannot shine in at all, and the surroundings will always be a dim environment.

Jiang Xiao went deeper and finally came to a wasteland.

What is confusing is that it is clearly early spring, but there is no sound of insects and birds singing here. In a dead silence, there was only the slight sound of Jiang Xiao stepping on the weeds.

"It should have arrived..."

Jiang Xiao had sharp eyes and soon saw several black stone tablets in this wasteland.

The wasteland...the grave...the yin energy is everywhere...

Excellent horror film venue.

If you are alone here, you may not be driven crazy for too long.

At the same time, unlike Wandering Souls, white-level ghosts already have the means to harm human life, and they will be buried here if they are not careful.

Even though Jiang Xiao had some support, his heart was still beating faster at this moment.

call--

Suddenly, a slight wind that seemed to come from Jiuyou Huangquan.

The weeds that were as tall as the man's waist made a rustling sound, like the song of the dead, making people shudder.

Jiang Xiao decisively held the dagger and regained his hand and focused on his attention.

Soon, a white mist that was so rich that it could hardly be melted surrounded from all directions.

In just a moment, Jiang Xiao was completely in the fog, and his vision was covered with white areas, and he could not tell anything at all.

"not good!"

Jiang Xiao knew that this was the method of the white fog ghost.

The school specially taught a ghost class, which taught the knowledge of these low-level ghosts.

This includes the White Fog Ghost.

The White Fog Ghost is a white-level ghost, and is a collection of a large number of wandering souls. It has strong resentment and often lives in the cemetery. The ability is to summon a large amount of white fog to cover up your vision and hide your true body in the white fog to harm people's lives.

This is even more difficult than that night ghost!

Just as Jiang Xiao was waiting for the battle, he failed to notice that a withered palm slowly stretched out from the fog behind him.

The folds like dead tree bark make people feel nauseous and nauseous when they see them, and exudes a yin and cold atmosphere.

The white fog ghost hides in the white fog, isolating all perceptions.

Swish!

The withered arm as if it was as white as a chicken's skin quietly poked out and silently grabbed Jiang Xiao's neck.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiao fell into a cold abyss, and a huge panic came!

Jiang Xiao's pupils gradually expanded, and he wanted to slash at the other party with the dagger in his hand.

But a large amount of yin energy came from the other party's dry palm, eroding all his flesh and blood without restraint.

Soon, a layer of frost condensed on Jiang Xiao's face, and he shivered from the cold, completely losing his combat ability.

"This...this is the ability of the White Fog Ghost..."

Jiang Xiao's lips were trembling, and under the shadow of death, he did not lose his basic rationality.

After absorbing a large amount of yang energy, a hint of agility appeared in the gray eyes of the White Fog Ghost.

The White Fog GhostWatching is an old man wearing a black shirt from the last century, his face is covered with gullies, and his gray eyes are ruthless and unfeeling. It is a level that just looking at his appearance can scare the child to cry.

On the verge of life and death, the shadow under Jiang Xiao finally changed.

The strange shadow slowly flowed like liquid, and finally completely got rid of Jiang Xiao's body and moved under the White Fog Ghost.

Click—

The white mist ghost's gray eyes, full of death, suddenly turned.

It looked down at the strange black shadow under its feet, as if it was a little puzzled.

Swish!

In an instant, the black shadow suddenly stretched out a tentacle like ink and wrapped the White Fog Ghost's body tightly.

At this moment, a hint of panic appeared on the ruthless and unsuspecting face of the White Fog Ghost.

It opened its dry mouth and let out a silent roar, trying to get rid of the dark shadows beneath it.

But the black tentacle was so hideous, like a python that caught its prey, and it would entangle the prey until death at all costs.

The white mist around Jiang Xiao's body soon dissipated.

The White Fog Ghost can no longer continue to use its capabilities.

The black shadow was like the most terrifying quicksand in the desert at this moment, and the dark tentacles slowly dragged the white fog ghost into the depths of the black shadow.

The latter roared hard, but he was powerless, so he could only swallow up by the darkness bit by bit.

Even Jiang Xiao could see that Bai Wugui was unwilling to do so at this moment.

"This...this..."

Looking at the extremely terrifying shadow at this moment, Jiang Xiao swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Compared to ghosts, my shadow seems much weirder...

After a few moments.

The white fog ghost completely disappeared into this world, as if it was swallowed by a python, without a trace.

The black shadow seemed to be more solid and darker.

It slowly returned to Jiang Xiao's feet and turned into an ordinary visible shadow again.