Little did this ghost slave know that Jiang Yue had been waiting for this moment.
When the ghost sprang out, Jiang Yue happened to grab a lime bag in his hand.
brush!
The void rises!
Lime was flying all over the sky, and white ash was suddenly flying within a few meters of the surrounding area.
The ghost was carrying black energy and it just happened to kill him. Without warning, the corrosive nature of the white lime collided with the black energy transformed by the ghost.
Just like pouring hot oil into a boiling pan, it immediately makes a sizzling sound.
The ghost screamed, and the originally disembodied ghost turned into a human form, with burnt holes appearing on its body and emitting gloomy black smoke.
Obviously, the sky was full of lime, which caught it off guard and caused some damage to the ghost. Although this kind of damage hardly affects its strength.
It's just like an ordinary person being pricked a few times with a needle. Although it stings, it doesn't hurt the root.
The ghost laughed ferociously, and simply stopped hiding its figure. With a flick of its black robe, the half-short sleeves were suddenly covered by a white hand.
What's even more exaggerated is that this hand looks like it's made of plasticine and can be extended infinitely in an instant.
In the flash of lightning, the hand had already grabbed Jiang Yue's neck.
The cold and bloodless hands clasped Jiang Yue's neck and lifted Jiang Yue up out of thin air.
Jiang Yue kept kicking his legs in the void, desperate and helpless.
"Grrrr, stupid humans, you can't offend anyone, but why do you offend ghosts?" The ghost said in a gloomy tone.
Before he finished speaking, the ghost turned into an afterimage.
Jiang Yue's eyes blurred, and the afterimages overlapped again. The ghost was already approaching, with a grimace almost touching Jiang Yue's nose.
The previously infinitely extending hand also returned to its normal state.
The pale ghost face and the gloomy and empty eyes were full of death, as if they were trying to lock Jiang Yue's body and soul at the same time.
Jiang Yue's originally stiff expression suddenly revealed a smile.
Be it human or ghost.
After all, they all have a weakness, they like to play tricks on their prey. To put it in a more fashionable way, I like to show off.
And this is clearly the way to death!
Villains die because they talk too much. What a cruel truth!
It's a pity that this ghost doesn't understand.
It thought Jiang Yue was already a lamb to be slaughtered and let it play with it, but it didn't know that Jiang Yue was deliberately showing weakness!
It's really not that Jiang Yue takes risks for the sake of taking risks. Apart from this method, there is a clear gap between Jiang Yue and this ghost in terms of speed and methods.
He can't move the ghost, and he can't attack from a distance.
Only in close combat, and only when the opponent thinks he is sure to win, does he have a chance.
Only with Shen Gang's ghost-destroying hand can he have a chance to use it!
The upgraded Shengang Ghost Slayer has been significantly improved in terms of speed, accuracy, and power.
Jiang Yue took a look, and his hands were like iron pliers, grabbing the fierce ghost tightly.
Even though this ghost was fierce and cunning, it couldn't break free for a while. Jiang Yue's aura of immunity from all evil was activated, and the ghost grabbed the arm around Jiang Yue's neck. When the aura hit him, the entire arm seemed to be dissolved in an instant, quickly dissipating in the void, and turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Thump thump thump thump!
The three dogs rushed up the stairs, running like flying, and a basin of boy's urine was poured down on their heads.
The ghost let out a shrill scream, and black ghost energy quickly emerged. The ghost's figure melted as quickly as a snowman.
This time is different from Xiaoyi's long-range attack last time.
This time, the three dogs were accurately guided, and when they were poured down on the head, all the children's urine was poured on the monster's head, and its lethality was absolutely astonishing.
It is equivalent to a bomb being directly tied to the body and exploding. The destructive power is completely different from that of a missile attack.
Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the ghost turn into a ball of black air in his hands.
After all, they are still brothers. After checking their eyes, there is still a tacit understanding.
At this time, Lao Han also rushed up.
Seeing bursts of black smoke disappear in Jiang Yue's hands, the camera in Lao Han's hand snapped wildly.
So many times, he almost never caught up in time and missed the ghost fight scene perfectly every time.
This time, I finally caught up with the second half. Although I still didn't participate personally, I at least saw an ending, right?
How could you not take a photo to commemorate a moment like this?
Jiang Yue waved his hand, as if to shake off the ghost's bad luck.
After Lao Han finished filming Jiang Yue, he continued to have sex on the set. When he saw the two chairs cut by black lines, his jaw almost dropped in shock.
Machine cutting doesn't seem to be able to cut it so neatly.
"Xiao Jiang, what's going on with these two chairs? Weren't they fine before?"
"Aren't you always ignorant of the power of ghosts? These two chairs can just deepen your understanding."
this……
Was it the work of a ghost?
How sharp is this cutting ability? If you cut people into pieces, it will be like cutting wheat. No matter how many people there are, it will not help at all.
Jiang Yue threw the hammer to Sangou.
"Sangou, I'll leave the rest to you. Smash this sand table and scrape off everything carved on these pillars."
"Okay!" Sangou was as excited as a dog.
The desire for destruction in naughty children is always very strong.
How could Sangou let go of such a legitimate opportunity for destruction?
Bang, bang, bang!
Sangou had been bored for most of the day, and he just had a place to vent his frustration.
Wherever the hammer hit, it was a mess.
Jiang Yue was older than Sangou, so he was not keen on it and walked downstairs.
When Old Han saw Jiang Yue going downstairs, he followed him downstairs.
On the second floor, Jiang Yue got into Zhao Shouyin's study. Previously, I saw that there were many ancient books hidden in Zhao Shouyin's study, including many ancient books on Feng Shui and Kanyu.
Jiang Yue hadn't seen the Feng Shui array on the third floor before, so he didn't think it was anything.
At this moment, looking at the books collected by Zhao Shouyin, Jiang Yue could basically confirm that this Zhao Shouyin was by no means as simple as it seemed.
The so-called honest and dull old silversmith is just the appearance he left to the world.
Arranging an evil Feng Shui array and raising ghost slaves, these two points alone showed that there was definitely a devil living in the heart of this old Yin Coin.
I took out a few ancient books from the bookshelf and looked through them for a while, but I couldn't find any clues.
Where did Lao Yin Coin learn this evil Feng Shui formation?
While Jiang Yue was wondering, Lao Han, who was taking pictures with a camera outside, suddenly shouted.
"who?"
Jiang Yue quickly put down his books and walked to the porch.
Old Han was holding the camera, his face was a bit ugly, and his eyes were like a falcon, looking around for something.
"Is there anyone?"
"I was taking pictures when a shadow passed in front of the mirror on the dressing table."
Lao Han was a criminal investigator and was very courageous. Although he seemed calm on the surface at this moment, there were actually countless mythical beasts roaring past in his heart.
The shadow was like a gust of wind, so fast it was blinding.
But Old Han knew very well that he was definitely not dazzled!
Dressing table?
On the entire second floor, strictly speaking, the entire building, there is only one dressing table, which is in the gloomy room facing west and north on the second floor.
The room was clearly unoccupied but fully furnished.
Jiang Yue walked into the room, and it was still the same as before.
The shadow that Old Han mentioned does not exist at all.
Just as Jiang Yue was about to turn around and go out, he suddenly stopped.
His eyes were staring straight at the bottom of the old-fashioned flower bed, with a hint of horror in his eyes.
"Where are those shoes?"
"Old Han, did you touch those embroidered shoes?"
If Lao Han wanted to take away some evidence out of professional habits, Jiang Yue would understand, but it would be a bit weird.
"Shoes? They were still there just now. Why should I move my shoes?" Old Han was confused.
Looking closer, the embroidered shoes that were neatly placed under the bed were gone.
Old Han stammered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He had been on the porch just now. There was no way anyone could come in and out under his nose. How could these embroidered shoes disappear for no reason?
Unless it grows its own legs or wings.
"Is there another ghost?" Jiang Yue's first thought was directly about ghosts.
No reason, no reason!
If there was a ghost, Lao Han had just been alone without any protection, which was the best time to attack him.
With the speed of the ghost's movement, it kills people invisible.
Even if Jiang Yue and the others chased him out afterwards, they wouldn't be able to catch him.
Unless, this ghost is a weakling.
The two stood on the porch, looking at each other.
On the third floor, the three dogs Ping Ping Pong Pang were still enjoying the pleasure of destruction, and from time to time they made very silly shouts.
Jiang Yue glanced out the window and saw that the sun was already turning to the west.
Regardless of whether there is another ghost in this house, it does not affect the overall situation.
Once the feng shui bureau on the third floor is broken, the core bureau of this house has been broken.
The next focus should be on Zhao Shouyin's old Yin coin.
"Three dogs, it's almost done."
Jiang Yue said hello, no longer hesitated, and prepared to go downstairs.
Sangou responded, speeding up the movements of his hands, and hitting harder.
On the first floor, Lao Han picked up his camera again and started taking pictures everywhere.
After taking the photo, he walked to the incense table, straightened Jiang Yue's upside down photo frame, and prepared to take a photo against the photo frame.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the photo frame was lifted up, Lao Han's hands loosened as if he had received an electric shock, he let out a strange cry, and took several steps back in panic.
The outer layer of the honest picture frame was originally made of not very strong glass. Old Han took it and loosened it with both hands, and the picture frame fell to the ground. With a bang, the glass shattered all over the ground.
The old photos were displayed in front of Jiang Yue and Lao Han without any obstruction.
When the two of them looked at it, their expressions changed at the same time.
