After knowing that everything was an illusion brought to him by ghosts, Jin Qing began to prepare himself mentally.
When the ghost old lady attacked again with her tongue dripping with mucus, Jin Qing directly grabbed the ghost old lady's tongue with her hands.
Listening to the mucus on his tongue and the hissing sound corroding his hands, Jin Qing told himself that these were all hallucinations.
He ignored the hand that could already see the white bones. Anyway, it was not like he had never experienced anything more painful than this.
Jin Qing dragged the ghost old lady's big head to his side and began to pull down her soul one by one. The torn-off soul immediately dissipated.
The old lady howled and screamed as she was torn apart, and finally returned to her original human form.
But the spirit body's pale hair was frightening, and it had obviously reached its limit.
He also begged for mercy: "I know my mistake! Let me go, I will never dare to do it again."
At this time, Jin Qing also discovered that his hand, which had just turned into bones, was now back to its original state.
Jin Qing curled her lips in satisfaction. 707 really didn't lie to herself. Ghosts are actually very weak things. They have no way of directly harming people. Those just now were all hallucinations. If you really feel fear, you will give ghosts an opportunity to really hurt you.
The only person who can hurt you is yourself. The ancients never deceived me.
Ancients: We have never said this.
The old lady ghost who noticed Jin Qing's smile felt that there was hope in begging for mercy, so she begged for mercy even more sincerely.
Jin Qing curled his lips when he heard the ghost old lady recounting the stories of several generations of loyal people in his family's family tree: "When you kill others, have you ever heard their begging for mercy? It's definitely better than what you said. Much more sincere!”
Ghost old lady: "..." What do you mean!
When the old lady ghost was confused, Jin Qing finally punched her hard, and the old lady ghost's soul was completely scattered, and not even the scum was left.
Jin Qing watched the ghost old lady's soul completely disappear into the air, and suddenly sighed: "Life is really fragile, why not cherish it?"
707 complains about the inability to complain: If the person who met the ghost old lady today was not the host, but another ordinary person, she would probably have become the ghost old lady’s meal by now! But thinking about it, what the host said is right. Why does this ghost old lady want to die? She really thinks that she is the protagonist, and she can eat whoever she wants!
Now there was nothing blocking the road, and Jin Qing ran smoothly on the way home carrying the coffin.
It was already late at night, and the city where Zheng Jiayao lived was a fourth-tier small town.
Most shops in the city close at nine o'clock in the evening.
Therefore, Jin Qing was accompanied only by street lights and the occasional passing taxi on the street.
Jin Qing ran so fast that he could basically reach the maximum speed limit on the road.
In order not to scare these drivers, Jin Qing specially found places like small alleys to run.
When passing by the entrance of an alley, I didn't notice that a slender figure suddenly jumped up next to the trash can in the alley. It turned out to be a young man with a cold appearance and elegant home clothes.
But this young man didn't know what happened to him. His exquisitely made home clothes were dirty everywhere, and there were even some stains on his face.
After he jumped up, he looked around in confusion: What just happened, and where did that feeling of pulling the soul come from? It was as if something important to him had returned to him.
But that feeling passed by so quickly that he couldn't remember it. After standing for a long time, he found that the feeling just now seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him. The young man sat back down next to the trash can in disappointment, not caring at all about what was in the trash can. The dirty water that seeped out had splashed all over him.
Burying his head in his knees, the young man felt that his background had turned dark gray. Why could he never tell the difference between north, south, east and west?
This morning, as soon as he got up, he found that Xiaozhi had already gone to the company, the housekeeper had also gone out, and even the aunts and bodyguards in the house were on vacation.
He obviously just planned to do what he could, watering the flowers in the greenhouse in the backyard, but who would have thought that he would never be able to go back after leaving the door.
All roads are the same. The more you want to go home, the farther you go.
It's okay now, let alone watering the flowers. It is estimated that when he finds a home, his flowers will no longer need watering and can be used directly to light the fire. (╯﹏╰)b
At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps of a group of people came over, accompanied by an anxious voice: "The positioning system shows that it is here, hurry up and find the little ancestor, don't let anything happen!"
Upon hearing this, the young man shouted happily: "Housekeeper, I'm here." Finally someone came to save me!
Hearing the young man's cry, the group of people's footsteps paused, and then ran directly towards the young man.
The leader is a middle-aged and elderly man in his sixties who is wearing a white suit. His hair is meticulously combed and his back is straight. He looks a bit like a British butler. He is what young people call the old butler.
Followed by a group of tough bodyguards, the muscles on their bodies were bulging as if they were about to burst out of their clothes at any time.
The moment he saw the young man, the housekeeper changed from the meticulous professionalism he had just now to a dog-legged one. There is no way, with the identity of the person in front of him, everyone has to pretend to be a grandson in front of him!
Nodding and bending, he rushed to the young man and looked up and down to confirm that he was only dirty, with no blood or injuries.
The old housekeeper sighed. Fortunately, nothing happened. If something happened to this little ancestor, it would be a big deal!
The housekeeper looked at the young man looking at him with surprise, as if he was asking how he found him.
The butler quickly bent down and replied: "The young master knows that you are not familiar with the road here, so he installed a GPS positioning system on the buttons of your home clothes. As long as you have been away from home for more than 8 hours, the navigation will change your location." The location is sent to our mobile phones. In this way, no matter where you go to relax, we can follow you in time to serve you."
The young man patted the butler on the shoulder and replied with a smile: "You are really good at talking and have a bright future. What is Xiaozhi doing?"
The butler smelled the smell of swill emanating from the hand placed on his shoulder. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the black paw prints on the shoulder of his white suit. He continued to smile and said, "Thank you for your compliments. Master Xiaozhi will come back in the afternoon." I haven't seen you show up yet. I checked the surveillance at home and found that you went out early in the morning without bringing your mobile wallet. The young master is very anxious at home now, for fear that you won't want him anymore. How about we go back to see him first and give him peace of mind? Heart?" There is only this little ancestor in front of me in the world who dares to call his young master Xiaozhi. And if this little ancestor really ran away, his young master would definitely go crazy.
The young man frowned and replied, "Don't worry. Find someone to drive me around the city. I need to find something." The young man didn't know what the butler was thinking. He just thought that Xiaozhi, a naughty kid, was so clingy!
After he finished speaking, he saw the old butler's old face twisted, as if he was about to cry at any moment, and added: "Every corner must be turned."
The old housekeeper didn't know what the little ancestor in front of him was doing, and he had to agree to it, so he replied to his young master with tears in his eyes.
After hearing the young master's instruction to accompany his little ancestor, the old housekeeper turned his back to his subordinates and wiped away silent tears: I must apply for a job transfer when I go back, even if I have to clean the toilet, this little ancestor is too High maintenance.
