Chapter Eight: Ghost Debt
The screams of the evil ghost are getting lower and lower, but the moan is getting worse and worse. Seeing her distorted body and unstable soul, she is as hazy as if she is about to disappear, I quickly pretended to sigh.
"Oh, since you have been begging for this, my wife and sister, it's better to save her life." I sighed in an old voice.
Unexpectedly, my wife and sister didn't sell me for her face, so she simply snorted and responded to me.
The little evil ghost was already creaking. I suspected that if she could turn the black eyes, she would have turned the silence long ago. I am afraid that her soul would be able to be destroyed at any time.
"I said to my wife and sister, you..."
"You said please."
"Please?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that my grandmother was respectful to her daughter-in-law and sister every time, and said 'please' in everything. I immediately remembered that her daughter-in-law and sister were arrogant.
He secretly suppressed his unwillingness and whispered: "My wife, please... please raise your hands and let this little devil go."
"Call the Ninth Princess."
"Yes, Princess Ninth... Please give up your best and let this little devil go..." No, I said this... No, no matter how bad your temper is, you are still my wife. Why are you bullying me?
"Hmph, okay, since even he asked me to show mercy, I will not be difficult for you to be a mere little devil, but you are willing to do it yourself, but you are also moved, or have the slightest behavior just now, I will let you so much!" My wife and sister warned the little devil without mercy, and the cruelty in her words made me freeze goosebumps.
The little girl immediately muttered in fear and kowtowed to me again.
While I was relieved, I couldn't tell at all the respectfulness of the little evil spirit now, almost as slaves. We are both miserable people and ghosts.
"Your life is not enough to allow me to stay in the world for how long? Do you have anything else to say to me?" My wife and sister still look like she is not close to someone else.
"I want to look at you, just look at you." Since there is not enough time, it is better to meet each other once, and I am very curious about what this wife and sister dressed in ancient costume looks like.
"Are you willing to live for thirty years?"
She threw a word directly over, and the coldness of her words seemed to be not the daughter-in-law who secretly pulled the corner of my clothes all day long.
Just take a look at the thirty years of life? I said, "Ninth Princess, Princess Ninth, you are not extortion and robbery, this is a fatal death!
"Okay." I still gritted my teeth and nodded. I'm going to be a big deal now. My grandmother said that I'm going to die forever. After adding, subtracting, multiplication and division, there are only a few years left. What's the thirty years? I'll take it if I have it.
"You... it's worth it to meet me once in thirty years of life?" My wife and sister were silent for a while, as if she was a little surprised at my reply.
"Ha... You have watched me grow up since I was a child. In the past twenty years, you have protected me countless times to escape death. Just like this, what's the point of thirty years? If I don't even have the chance to meet you in my life, what's the point of living? It's better to die." I laughed wildly. I'm afraid that it's all played in TV series. I'm so cold that I'm so cold.
After I finished speaking, my wife and sister were silent, but also silent.
However, when I was about to make sure she wouldn't look back, she turned around.
It seemed like a long moment when she turned around, she gave me the illusion that all the women in the world were nothing but vulgar powder.
I don't know how old my wife and sister are now, but it seems that she will never be older than me.
Without deliberately dressing up, the makeup of her thin makeup makes people feel that she is so gorgeous, even her red lips decorated with blood seem to be out of the world.
What I care about is that her closed eyes looked very peaceful and peaceful, as if the mean words she had said were not from her.
Are you still a ghost? A fairy?
I am ashamed of myself. The thirty years of life are not in vain. My graceful temperament is not something that a ghost can possess. I am afraid that her original identity is not simple, and no wonder my grandmother said everything, "please" it."
Taking a deep breath, I wanted to say something to her, but in the end, my wife and sister showed a lonely smile and dispersed like steam.
There was only a piece of blood mist left in front of me, and in the end, even the blood mist was gone.
After calming down, I found the soul urn with countless curse seals drawn in the coffin, and felt that this should be the shelter of the little girl ghost.
"Get in." I used a commanding tone to let her return to the palm-sized soul urn. Then I pressed the lid of the soul urn with my fingers, followed the book I had read before, and stabbed her middle finger with a bamboo stick, slowly drawing the talisman.
I was an artist, but I still drew for a long time before I wrote the spell. This was the first step to raising a little ghost. Because I had also fantasized about sealing a little ghost, it was the most familiar step I copied when I was a child.
After drawing curse marks on the soul urn, I came to my grandmother's bedroom, locked the door, and found the talisman paper paper, mainly the names of ghosts and gods and ghost kings from all directions, wrote twelve paper talismans, placed them on the table table based on the main and second, then lit three cigarettes and inserted them into the ashes of the soul urn.
Raising a little ghost is a very serious behavior. During the process, I was cautious in my words and actions, and I didn’t dare to make a wrong step, or even recited half a spell.
"Come out, eat blood." After finishing the ritual, I drank it towards the soul urn on the ground.
The soul urn trembled irregularly, and the lid opened with a click.
The little girl ghost slowly stretched out her head from the soul urn. Her dark eyes stared at me from the opposite angle of an ordinary person, and then turned her head at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. The sound of the crackling bones made me, as her master, so scared that I was so scared.
She stuck out her tongue and licked my middle finger, which had not dried up, as if she had found that it was indeed the blood food she wanted, and she showed her terrifying fangs.
It was only then that I remembered that she was not a human little girl, but a real evil spirit. However, in order to make the ritual successful, I looked at her coldly and did not stop her next actions.
She bit me, her sharp teeth cut through my skin, and it was extremely cold, and I felt the passage of blood and blood.
Bang, suddenly, I heard a movement outside the bedroom. When I felt anxious, my hands suddenly shrank. However, the little ghost still bit me as if he didn't notice it, which made my heart cold in an instant.
"Ling Zhi!" I was anxious about what happened outside. I felt that even though I tortured my wife and sister before, she had sucked so much semen and blood, and it was almost enough, so I immediately stopped her.
She also stopped sucking and gently licked my wound with her cold tongue.
Although I felt pleasure because she was comfortable licking her, I soon told myself that I was feeding the little devil and didn't know what was going on outside, so the pleasure was dispelled and disappeared.
"If you eat my essence and blood, you will be subject to my checks and balances. Driven by me, I will also give you blood food regularly. If you and I regret it, you will be subject to ghosts and gods from all directions and ghost kings from all directions. Do you understand?" I quickly burned incense again and inserted it on the desk for worshiping ghosts and gods from all directions and ghost kings from all directions.
I raise a little ghost, so I worship not God, but ghosts.
The little girl nodded suddenly and had no objection to this. She tortured her wife and sister. Not to mention making a contract, even if it was not decided, she would not dare to resist no matter what I said.
A ghost is not like a ghost, and she also has certain thoughts, so it is very normal to be afraid of a more powerful ghost.
The twelve cigarettes lit up like someone sucked, and soon went down the boss. This shows that the ghosts and gods from all directions and the ghost kings from all directions agreed to the contract I made. If we regret it, we will all demand life for the ghost king and we will not die well.
I hurriedly put away the soul urn as big as a palm, and I didn't dare to look inside, because I knew there must be a piece of bone on the body of this little evil ghost, which was an inevitable method to raise the little ghost.
After opening the bedroom door, Yu Xiaoxue was still unconscious. I was relieved by the heart I held, but when I looked at Zhang Yidan, I felt a chill in my heart again. How could Zhang Yidan have a shadow? Even Zhou Xuan's body, who was originally lying not far away, was gone!
I woke up Yu Xiaoxue.
Yu Xiaoxue was shocked when she came back, because the last thing she saw was the scene of a ghost coming out of the coffin, and she couldn't help but feel shocked. However, when she saw that I was safe and sound, she quickly felt relieved: "Where is Brother Dan?"
"I just went to my grandmother's bedroom. When I came out, I didn't know where he went. Let's go find him now." I said hurriedly, and pulled Yu Xiaoxue out.
Yu Xiaoxue woke up shortly after she was awake, but she didn't pay attention when she crossed the threshold and almost fell.
I quickly supported her.
The girl's soft breasts rubbed over my arms, and the full flesh made me think about it that I couldn't control: This is a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and I am also a normal man. If you don't salivate, then don't raise a little devil, just practice the Sunflower Book instead.
But just as I was thinking, I found that the cold wind was blowing behind me, which immediately made me fight coldly and let go of Yu Xiaoxue's arm.
It seems that although the wife and sister disappeared, the jealousy is real.
Yu Xiaoxue fainted just now, so she didn't understand me, so she thought I was a humble gentleman. Her little palm slapped the heat on her face and her face flushed quickly.
I saw Yu Xiaoxue who was so scared that she was pale all night. This pink look was the first time I saw her. I didn't say anything on the surface, but I felt ripples in my heart about this girl who had experienced life and death along the way.
Zhang Yidan disappeared with Zhou Xuan. I think he should have taken Zhou Xuan outside Xiaoyitun or wanted to bury his deceased wife, so I took Yu Xiaoxue directly to the entrance of the village.
However, after arriving at the entrance of the village, I was stunned on the spot.
Yu Xiaoxue also had her pupils dilated, covering her mouth, unable to speak.
In the cemetery, Zhou Xuan disappeared, but Zhang Yidan had a pair of scissors inserted into her chest, and she lay straight on the ground, with a strange smile on her face, and she was dead.
My eyes turned red in an instant, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.
He is the childhood friend I grew up with, and his name is Zhang Yidan, Zhang Yuanyi’s good brother!
"Zhang Yuanyi! Zhang Yidan!" I ran over in a daze, looked at the guy who was so naughty back then, shook his gradually cold body, trying to think that he was just teasing me.
Unfortunately, his eyes were covered with black blood, even his ears and nostrils, and he had a strange smile, and his death was terrifying.
The scissors killed Zhou Xuan, and the one he snatched away by his child. He killed his child.
The father killed his mother, the son killed his father, and the fierce ghost's debt. His ghost kid killed his father in the daytime and was about to go against the will of heaven.
Chapter completed!