What surprised me a little was that although his voice seemed to be beside me, I couldn't see where his figure was.
And this ghost seemed to be avoiding something intentionally.
He didn't even dare to go near my shop.
"What's wrong with someone else's body? It's not like it can't be used. Besides, I agreed to make a brand new one for you, and I didn't say I couldn't release the person."
"Why are you messing around here? Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
I asked around, but didn't get any response.
After a long time, I could clearly hear his tone, and I was already a little convinced.
"Okay, I don't want this coffin. Just give me the elixir and I'll leave now."
…
I was somewhat silent.
I have already eaten this ammunition, how can I give it to him?
"The elixir is gone. It's just a coffin. Do you like it or take my life away?"
I also acted like a rogue and scoundrel and spoke.
And when I said these words, the cold wind outside suddenly stopped and fell into silence again.
This time it was death. The general silence was like the calm before the storm, which made me feel a little panicked.
I just don’t know what this guy is brewing.
But I am not panic now. After all, there is a shield inside. It can be seen from his actions just now that this guy is definitely not weak.
That's because he looks exactly like me, which scares me a little.
While I was deep in thought, I suddenly heard a loud noise as the wooden door was blown open by a gust of wind and fell into pieces on the wall.
There was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves outside, and waves of dark wind kept pouring into the house, making my face look a little frightened.
"Do you really think I don't dare to come in?"
I looked towards the source of the sound, only to find that the ghost had appeared behind me at some point.
At this moment, he showed his aura vividly.
Ghost King!
It turned out to be the realm of the Ghost King!
I exclaimed subconsciously, my eyes widened infinitely, and my face turned pale.
This is much easier to deal with than the big grudge ghost last time, and is even several levels higher than him.
But what makes me wonder is why he didn't show his power before.
Now I know that I am riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off.
"I'm asking you one last time. Give me the elixir. I'll leave now. But if you don't give it, don't blame me for taking your life."
I fell into silence and did not respond in a short period of time, because I knew that I couldn't get that thing out now, and if I refused him, I would only die in the end.
I slowly took two steps back, trying to distance myself from him, but the terrifying pressure kept pressing on my shoulders.
His scarlet eyes stared at me lustfully, and he shed two tears of blood strangely.
"I really didn't lie to you. The elixir is gone. How do you ask me to return it to you?"
"There's none?"
"If not, then give me your life."
As he said this, he stretched out his dark, dry palm and grabbed my chest.
And his place is my heart.
In a panic, my right hand touched the ghost-repelling talisman.
At this moment, I didn't care and put this talisman on his forehead.
The palm at that time was no more than five meters away from my heart.
Even if it's just a little later, I'll already be a corpse.
I gasped for air and stood there, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to walk, but I found that my legs were gone, and I barely had any strength to collapse on the spot.
But what surprised me even more was that the ghost king could no longer move. It looked like he was suppressed by the talisman.
I didn't expect that this ghost-controlling talisman was so powerful that it could suppress even a guy at the level of a ghost king in an instant.
No wonder it's so difficult to draw it.
But remembering the corpse, it only took less than a few minutes to draw a picture.
The strong contrast made my face look even more ugly.
I could clearly see the corner of the ghost king's mouth twitching a few times, and then a terrifying sinister wind came from all directions again.
The talisman blown by this sinister wind was already crumbling and might fall to the ground at any time.
But I also know in my heart that once this talisman falls off, there will only be death waiting for me.
I started thinking about what to do, but after thinking about it, I suddenly thought of a good way.
I held this guy's body and stuffed him into the coffin, then quickly fastened the coffin lid on top, and pulled out the nails and hammer from the side to secure the coffin lid.
After doing all this, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally I wanted to run, but the cold wind outside was still blowing non-stop.
This also means that there are still dirty things outside, but they have not shown up. But after thinking about it, the phone calls in the past two days have reached the realm of ghost kings, and it is normal to have some little fans.
I stood there at a loss, staring at the black coffin, thinking about what to do.
"My well-intentioned talisman saved your life, but now I have forced him to be locked up with me."
I said hastily.
"I have no choice. If I don't do this, I will be the one who dies in the end. Although I don't know what you are, I believe you must have a way to suppress him, not to mention that he still has a talisman attached to him. Woolen cloth."
"Alas!" He sighed helplessly, and then said: "In that case, you owe me a favor today. You must not shirk away from where I ask you to help me in the future."
I nodded repeatedly, for fear that this guy would regret it, and then I sat down on the bed with peace of mind.
But the wind outside was still rough and had no intention of stopping, which made me feel very irritable.
I looked at the wooden door, which had been broken into eight pieces, and there was nothing to say.
boom!
There was a loud noise inside the coffin, which almost shook my soul out of my body.
I turned around in shock and looked at the coffin, my face full of vigilance.
What's going on here? Could it be that the ghost king broke free and ate the corpse?
I took a quick step forward and put my ear to the coffin lid.
There was no sound inside, it was as quiet as death.
"How are you?"
I asked in confusion, but got no response.
My heart skipped a beat.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. He has no voice now, maybe he has been killed.
