Just when Qin Ming was about to return to Dachang City, he made an unexpected discovery.
It is an isolated village. Qin Ming accidentally discovered it when he was flying in the sky using the ghost domain. This village is very old and has only a few hundred villagers.
"This village reminds me of the village where ghosts were born. I wonder if there is anything special about this village."
When he first landed on the ground, there was yellow mud all over the ground, and the ground was slightly moist. It seemed that it had just rained a while ago, and Qin Ming smelled a rotten smell.
Continuing to walk forward, there is a small road, like an ancient road, leading in several directions. Walking towards this road, Qin Ming finally entered the village.
This village is not densely populated, with only a few scattered houses. Each house has a chimney, and green smoke slowly floats out from the chimney, making it very quiet.
"Something is wrong, it seems...the silence is a bit scary." Qin Ming frowned.
He knelt down, wiped some yellow mud from the ground, brought it close to his nose and smelled it, smelling of decay.
"The smoke is rising, which means someone should be cooking, but why is it so quiet, and...it feels like there is no one there."
Qin Ming looked around vigilantly, and after careful consideration, he opened the ghost realm. The dark red light quickly spread out and surrounded the entire village.
"Sure enough! There are supernatural beings that have disturbed my ghost domain in several places, and... there is no one in the whole village!" Qin Ming said with an ugly face.
With a flash of dark red light, Qin Ming came to the first place with supernatural powers. It was an ancestral hall, cold and dark, seeming to reveal boundless weirdness.
"puff!"
The special ghost eye on Qin Ming's right arm broke out from the flesh and emitted a faint dark red light. It turned a few times restlessly and locked on the ancestral hall.
Slowly walking in, he first stepped into the threshold with one foot, and then stepped in with the other foot. He observed the surroundings with his special ghost eyes, and Qin Ming looked straight ahead with a vigilant expression.
There are three nameless tablets on it, and three incense sticks are stuck on an incense burner. They seem to have been recently lit, and there are still wisps of smoke floating in the air.
Qin Ming was shocked. There was something strange about the three incense sticks. Two were short and one was long. He looked at Shen Ren.
There is a dilapidated wooden door on each side of the ancestral hall. It is shaky and looks like it will fall down if pushed.
Qin Ming was still staring at the three nameless tablets. Suddenly, blood oozed from the middle tablet, and then the words slowly appeared.
It was as if someone had written a word with blood.
When Qin Ming saw the first word, he was shocked and his eyes widened.
"Qin"
That is the word Qin!
"Could it be that you want to write my name?" Qin Ming said in surprise.
No, we can't wait any longer. Qin Ming's cold eyes flashed, and they suddenly bulged. Black ghost blood instantly condensed on his arm. Just when he was about to hit the tablet again, a cold feeling instantly covered Qin Ming's whole body.
"Not good!" Qin Ming had a gloomy look on his face. He didn't want to give up like this, so he directly gathered the tall ghost figure and rushed towards the tablet and smashed it.
"boom!"
The three nameless tablets and the incense burner with two short and one long fell to the ground. Qin Ming felt that a crisis was coming, so he no longer hesitated and opened the superimposed ghost realm, reaching the fifth floor.
The ghost realm on the fifth floor was filled with dark red. This was Qin Ming's world, but at this moment an uninvited guest appeared in his world.
A ghost wearing cyan clothes, with long hair, and holding a red oil umbrella appeared in front of him.
"Holy shit, this is the fifth level ghost realm." Qin Ming was stunned.
"This ghost is so special. The red oil umbrella is probably also a supernatural item. There is a handkerchief tied around her waist. The red color on it seems to be blood. The green colored clothes are green. The jade bracelet on her right wrist is probably also a supernatural item. "
Qin Ming looked at the unknown ghost in front of him with an ugly expression. He couldn't see her face, or couldn't look directly at her. Even when the special ghost eyes wanted to look directly at her face, they would be suppressed or even closed.
The female ghost who had not moved yet suddenly stretched out her arm stiffly, picked up the blood-stained handkerchief from her waist, and slowly put it to her mouth.
"This is..." Qin Ming frowned when he saw this scene. His current five-layer ghost realm is superimposed by special ghost eyes and tall ghosts, and he can freely control the superposition of different layers.
But the female ghost in front of her seemed to ignore this ghost realm. She gently put the blood-stained handkerchief to her mouth and began to cough.
That's right, the female ghost started coughing and seemed to be coughing up blood. That's probably how the blood on the handkerchief came from.
"What's wrong with this ghost? Could it be... hmm? Cough, cough."
Qin Ming looked at the ghost in disbelief. He also started coughing, and every time he coughed, he would cough up a pool of black blood, as if he couldn't stop it.
"This is her killing pattern. If you want to define a name, it should be called a vampire, cough cough..."
Although it is not a fatal rule, it can ignore the ghost realm, even the fifth level ghost realm.
Qin Ming began to cough up a lot of blood, and every time he coughed, a pool of black blood would come out.
When he felt like he was about to die, the ghost eye mark on Qin Ming's neck began to heat up and glow. This was also a life-saving curse, similar to a music box.
"This can't continue like this. I have to restart myself first." Qin Ming said after coughing up a pool of blood.
With a flash of extreme dark red light, Qin Ming superimposed the ghost realm to the seventh level, restarted himself, and recovered unscathed. The female ghost's murderous pattern also stopped.
"Has she stopped coughing?" Qin Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, he had to suppress it first.
Suddenly, there was an object in Qin Ming's hand, a black coffin nail with some cracks, which was left by the master who nailed the ghost eyes before.
When the female ghost was about to activate the killing pattern again, Qin Ming directly superimposed it to the sixth level, and time stopped for a moment. Although it only stopped for a moment, it was enough.
Qin Ming swung the coffin nail and drove it towards her head, successfully nailing her to the ground.
Finally he breathed a sigh of relief. The ghost realm dispersed and the scene returned to the original ancestral hall. Looking at the female ghost paralyzed on the ground, Qin Ming did not dare to move rashly.
Although he coveted the red oil umbrella, the bracelet, and even the handkerchief, he didn't dare to move. It would be terrible if his balance was disturbed.
Then the question came again, what to do with the nails in the coffin? We can't just keep nailing them here.
"This... this is?!" Qin Ming's eyes widened. He could clearly see that the coffin nail was loosened a few times, and it seemed that he was about to... lose his suppression.
Qin Ming's face darkened, and after thinking twice, he stepped forward and began to use ghost blood pressure to suppress the blood-coughing ghost. The black ghost blood soon covered its body. After covering it, he slowly pulled out the coffin nails. .
"The suppression can last for a while, so you have to run away." Qin Ming looked at the effect of the suppression and made this judgment.
He originally wanted to go shopping for a while, but he had no choice but to write down the coordinates and wait until next time.
The ghost realm of dark red light quickly unfolded, Qin Ming stepped on the light and disappeared into the horizon.
The blood-coughing ghost struggled for a few times, and then stopped making any movement. However, the black blood was slowly drying up and becoming lighter, and the suppression was about to lose its effectiveness.
The coffin nails are almost worn out and full of cracks. It was already a powerful crossbow when it suppressed the Lord of Ghost Eyes before, and there is not much supernatural power left.
It would be nice if it could be repaired or made...
