"Well, are you Ale?"
Lu Zefei looked at the other person. The next moment, his muscles tensed up and he could hardly control his expression.
Because he could see that the color of Ale's aura was dark black!
It means that this Ale is already a dead person.
No, it cannot be said to be a dead person. A dead person has no aura. It should be said that he is almost on the verge of death.
If he had come a step later, this Ale might have invited the whole village to a banquet.
"It's me." A Le's voice was a little weak and his face was pale.
"Where's the female ghost?" Lu Zefei was very direct.
"Well, you, please keep your voice down." A Le looked panicked and lowered his voice and said, "She hid in the coffin after you guys came... I, I don't know why."
Could it be that you are afraid?
Well, I'm afraid it's normal, but I don't know if it's because of my Death Sequence or because Xia Mi's Dragon King bloodline shocked this female ghost.
"Come on, let's go in and take a look." Lu Zefei waved his hand, and then stood silently behind Xia Mi. The meaning was obvious, Mr. Dragon King, you go explore the road first.
Xia Mi rolled her eyes at Lu Zefei and walked in.
Entering the room, the vision was pitch black.
There is a shrine inside, with incense and wax on it, and some fruits and cakes placed on the tribute table.
What is enshrined in the shrine is neither a Buddha nor a god, but a twenty-centimeter-long pocket coffin.
The coffin was as black as ink and exuded a cold and evil aura.
Lu Zefei could sense that there was an undead lying inside the coffin.
Xia Mi seemed to feel it too. The two looked at each other, and Lu Zefei and Xia Mi took half a step back at the same time.
"Hey, you, why are you retreating?"
"I can't catch ghosts. I can't do anything to her..."
"this...."
What you said makes sense, and I can't refute it.
Lu Zefei glanced at the Dragon King's Shame and cursed in his heart, Damn, you, a Dragon King who has lived for thousands of years, are still afraid of ghosts. These ghosts may not even live as long as you...
At this time, A Le looked at Lu Zefei and Xia Mi, coughed twice, and asked weakly: "What can you do?"
As if he was afraid that A Le would question his professionalism, Lu Zefei took a step forward and shouted: "Bold monster, pretending to be a ghost!! The mighty Tianlong! The World Honored Ksitigarbha! Oh Mommy Mommy bah bah bang! Go!!"
Nothing happened, not even the wind made any noise.
A Le and Xia Mi both looked at Lu Zefei with shocked eyes.
Xia Mi widened his beautiful almond eyes and asked in surprise: "You, what are you doing?"
"Casting spells, do you know how to cast spells and chant!!" Lu Zefei defended.
...
At this moment, the coffin board suddenly opened with a click.
First, a plain white hand appeared in the field of vision, and then, a woman in white emerged from the coffin.
It was a face with mangled flesh and blood, with eyeballs hanging on the cheeks, and maggots squirming in the black eye sockets.
Lu Zefei's lips trembled with fear, but strangely, Xia Mi and Al Le stood still, as if they didn't see anything.
Lu Zefei came back to his senses. Only I can see it?
Before that, Ale...
In other words, before the female ghost wanted A Le to see it, A Le could see it, but now the female ghost didn't want others to see it, so others couldn't see it.
As for himself, because he has the extraordinary ability of a corpse collector, he can see and communicate with the dead.
hiss.....
Can I also choose not to see...
Although Lu Zefei can now see the undead, he does not have the means to destroy the undead.
At this moment, the woman quietly said, "Why don't you kill me?"
Um....
I want to kill you, but the problem is, I don't know how to kill you...
Lu Zefei listened to the female ghost's textured voice like the impact of ice cubes. For a moment, he thought that if he turned away and listened to the voice without looking at her face, he might actually think she was a beautiful woman.
"Since you stay in the human world, you must be very resentful. Tell me about it."
Sequence nine corpse collectors can communicate with the undead, so deceiving the undead can naturally be regarded as a type of communication.
Lu Zefei thought that no matter what, he should first stabilize the female ghost.
"Who are you talking to?" Xia Mi looked at Lu Zefei strangely.
"You two go out first." Lu Zefei asked Xia Mi and A Le to wait for him outside the door.
