Moreover, it can speak with clear logic, so it cannot be a delusional ghost with unresolved obsessions.
Li Ting has seen a lot of ghosts. According to the rules described by Qingming and his own experience, he can tell that this is a very powerful resentful ghost.
After all, the longer the resentment ghost exists, the stronger the ghost energy will be, the higher the wisdom will be, and it will also have the ability to speak, but even the blue ghost can only speak briefly and cannot condense into a human form.
But what is this thing in front of me?
And if I didn't use the new ability of Yin Yang Eyes, I wouldn't be able to discover his identity at all.
This means that normal ghost-breaking mirrors, yin-yang mirrors, or even the yin-yang eyes opened by Yun Shu with Liang Yi cannot reveal its ghost body.
How strong should it be?
The next moment, the young man swung his sword and killed the seven ghosts surrounding them with one stroke.
The short man took a deep breath, but Li Ting's expression became even worse.
"I am Han Ziqi, a survivor of the Shuihan Clan. What do you call me?" the young man said with a smile.
Seeing that both of them were silent, Han Ziqi frowned in distress and said, "You are probably afraid that they will follow you if you speak. You don't have to worry as long as I'm here. I can kill them with one sword."
The short man looked at the remaining half of the ghost circle suspiciously and opened his lips, but he didn't know whether to speak.
"Are you thinking why I don't kill them?" The young man in white seemed to understand his concerns and said, "After all, they used to be my classmates. Even if they become ghosts, they can't bear it. It's enough for you to come out."
As Han Ziqi spoke, he took a step back to let the two of them come out.
Li Ting and the short man looked at each other. Although they had different thoughts, they both didn't want to stay in this circle anymore, so they both stepped out a little.
And because they lit the blood candles and did not violate the rules, these ghosts could not continue to follow them. They could only maintain the semicircle and stay in place.
Han Ziqi smiled at the two friends and said, "Besides, you have a blood candle. If there is a blood candle, they can only follow it. As long as the blood candle is not extinguished, they cannot take the initiative to touch you, so if you want to talk, just say it." Well, look, I’m fine, too.”
The short man glanced behind Han Ziqi, wondering why there was no ghost following him when he spoke like this. He tried to send a message to Han Ziqi, but found that the other party had no response.
Han Ziqi smiled and tilted his head, as if listening to something, and said: "Your magic power is fluctuating, are you trying to send me a message? Sorry, because of my skills, I can't receive it, and I can't send it. You If you really don’t want to talk, you can just gesture to me.”
The young man seemed to have a good temper and was very patient.
But the more he behaves like this, the more vigilant Li Ting becomes. A resentful ghost with such rich expressions and such clear logic, isn't that enough to scare people?
Li Ting's mind suddenly flashed through those confused ghosts with red holes on their faces. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong for the moment.
Seeing that the two of them were silent, Han Ziqi didn't mind. He took out two new blood candles and said, "You know this, right? As long as they are here, they can't touch you. Just take it."
As he spoke, he stuffed one into each of Li Ting's and the man's arms.
Li Ting looked even more suspicious. What was the relationship between this ghost and the middle-aged man selling candles outside? Could it be that it captured Ye Ming?
But after the ghost captures the person, can the person still live?
Ye Ming's life card is still in Li Ting's storage wristband without any damage.
The man obviously had the same question. He looked at Han Ziqi for a while and felt that he was much more reliable than Li Ting, so he tentatively took off the cloth on his mouth and said, "My name is Song Ping."
Li Ting glanced at the man and realized that he only knew the other person's name when he and the ghost introduced themselves.
cut.
But seeing the seven ghosts surrounding Song Ping, Li Ting's expression returned to seriousness and he looked at Han Ziqi.
Obviously, Han Ziqi was very satisfied with Song Ping's self-introduction and said:
"You see, as long as you are under the light of this blood candle, they can't touch you."
As he spoke, he helped the man light the blood candle in his hand.
"And if you are scared, or there are too many ghosts following you, I will help kill some of them. Although they are my former classmates, they are not as important as the living ones."
Han Ziqi waved helplessly. As he waved, the sword in his hand swung again, killing three more ghosts.
"Then how did you survive here... No, this is not important. It doesn't matter if they follow me? My Taoist companion was blocked from the front and back because she made a sound at the beginning. It felt very dangerous. How could I save her?" Song Ping said anxiously.
How could it not be important, Li Ting secretly complained in his heart, this Wushan has been poisoned for a round, there can't be any living people, it is a ghost.
Han Ziqi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "These black ghosts normally don't block people. If your Taoist companion just talks like you are doing now, they will just follow behind like dogs."
As the young man spoke, he pointed at the three ghosts behind Song Ping, "Very honest."
"Did your Taoist companion do something else?" Han Ziqi narrowed his dark eyes and asked.
Song Ping looked at the ghost following him outside the light of the blood candle, and said uneasily: "She, she almost screamed, a little louder than she spoke, I covered her mouth in time, what should I do now, then , are those ghosts easy to kill? How come you kill them so easily? What kind of cultivation level do you have?"
He asked a series of questions while sensing Han Ziqi's cultivation level, but he found that Han Ziqi seemed to be wearing some magic weapon. There was something like a magic barrier that blocked his magic power from visiting.
Song Ping was so concerned that he didn't notice the change in Han Ziqi's expression clearly, but Li Ting kept looking at Han Ziqi and clearly noticed something was wrong.
When Song Ping said she almost screamed, Han Ziqi's dark eyes shrank visibly.
It's the black eyeball, not the pupil.
Some people's pupils will shrink when their emotions change, but the black eyeballs will not change. But in this case called Han Ziqi, its black eyeballs shrank and expanded for a moment.
It looks very much like a human being, but from the details it can be seen that it is not human at all.
"You can't scream." Han Ziqi suddenly said seriously, "You must tell your Taoist companion that you can't do this... I don't like it." His voice was very low for the last four words, which made Song Ping didn't hear clearly what he said.
"Ah, what?" Song Ping asked subconsciously.
"It's nothing." Han Ziqi shook his head, "Also, you can't attack these ghosts. Although they are ghosts, they are members of my Shuihan sect after all. Only I can kill them. You can let me kill them, but you can't. , even attacking." He said sternly, with a bit of strange paranoia in his expression.
Li Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly recalled something.
He still remembered another set of rules that Yun Shu and Ye Ming brought, and what the white candle seller said.
Don't attack,
Don't scream,
do not Cry,
And what did Han Ziqi just say?
——You can’t scream, I don’t like it, you can’t attack these ghosts.
It coincides with the rules corresponding to another set of white candlesticks.
Li Ting looked at the faint green light emitted by the white candle in his hand, and suddenly thought that Han Ziqi appeared after he lit the white candle.
Two kinds of candles, two sets of rules, why didn't he expect that it was because there were two kinds of ghosts in this mysterious forest.
