Xia Zhichan’s tips for catching ghosts.
If you are walking alone in a dark, secluded alley and see a woman with disheveled hair walking across the street without touching the ground, then nine times out of ten you have encountered a ghost.
Don't run, don't run, don't run!
If you turn around and run away, then Ah Piao will definitely be chasing you. After catching up, you will naturally be dead.
At this time, the best thing you can do is to muster up the courage to move forward, angrily walk towards Ah Piao, and then yell, "Why are you so ugly!"
As a result... his death should be even worse.
In fact, the best way is that you should rush over and shout "Can you marry me!". In fact, there are only two outcomes, yes or no, and the possibilities of the two outcomes are like the two sides of a coin.
What? How could you possibly marry a female ghost and go home? Please tell me.
It's up to you whether you're being fucked by a female ghost or you're screwing a female ghost.
Ahem, cough, cough, these are all the words of the author who is crazy.
…
Xia Zhichan shouted, which startled both Nan Er and Zhao Bin.
The female ghost in white sitting opposite was even more stunned. She slowly turned her head, her pale cheeks were covered with dripping red tears, her red lips were lightly opened, and half of her scarlet tongue was hanging out.
Snap.
The half of her tongue fell out of her mouth and fell to the floor.
"Xia...Xia...Xia..."
If Zhao Bin hadn't been leaning against the wall, his legs would have been weak and he would have sat down on the ground.
Snapped!
Xia Zhichan snapped her fingers.
There was only one red candle swaying in the room, but it suddenly lit up. If you didn't look out the window, it would give people the illusion that you were in daytime.
A dark environment will breed fear in people's hearts, whereas a bright environment will give people a feeling of comfort and warmth.
"Okay, stop pretending, and the one under the bed should come out quickly..."
Xia Zhichan clapped her hands and walked over under the shocked eyes of the female ghost in white.
Bang!
A dark figure suddenly appeared from under the show bed. He was wrapped in a black scarf and had a single knife stuck behind his back. Judging from his figure, he should be a man.
He crashed through the window with a bang and jumped out, his whole body quickly and agilely disappearing into the cover of the night.
"Chase!"
Xia Zhichan just glanced at Nan Er and didn't say anything yet.
The latter understood immediately. He jumped out of the window and quickly chased after the black shadow in the direction where it disappeared.
"Li Lang!"
The female ghost in white called out to the broken window. She watched the figure disappear into the dark night without looking back, and complex emotions surged in her heart.
Bang bang, tears flowed out.
She wiped her face with white foundation and red tears. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the tears or blood dripping from her face were tears.
"Woooooooo..."
Xia Zhichan gestured to Zhao Bin with her eyes, which seemed to mean that you should handle it. Then he turned and went downstairs.
Zhao Bin is no longer afraid at all, and the room is brightly lit. With the bright light, he could see that the so-called "tongue" that fell to the ground was just a fake thing made of two pieces of red cloth.
He frowned and walked over.
"Little sister, you are not crazy at all...are you?"
When he said the last two words, his anger was already suppressed.
"Brother..."
The younger sister of the Zhao family whimpered and could only call out once.
With a buzzing sound, Zhao Bin felt his blood surge up, making his head buzz with anger and making him feel dizzy.
My little sister doesn't look like she has been possessed by an evil spirit and gone crazy. Judging from all the signs, it can only mean one thing, and that is - she is pretending to be a ghost!
When Zhao Bin thought that everything that had happened in his home in the past two months was all because his little sister was playing tricks, his heart felt like a volcano was about to erupt.
"Little sister, do you know what you are doing?"
Zhao Bin was so angry that he punched the dressing table in front of the Zhao family's little sister, making a loud bang that startled the latter and even stopped crying.
Just because Mr. Zhao always had a daughter, he doted on his daughter so much that he spoiled her to be unruly, willful and lawless.
As the eldest brother is like father, Zhao Bin plays the role of brother Yan in the growth of the Zhao family's little sister. Every time the little sister gets into trouble, he must be the one to punish her. Even when she was a child, when my little sister didn't like studying and her husband was so angry that she wanted to beat him, Zhao Bin would do it himself.
Therefore, although the little girl of the Zhao family has been fearless since she was a child, she is as honest as a little mouse meeting an old cat when she meets Zhao Bin.
Zhao Bin hasn't been angry with his little sister for a long time. After all, he has been doing business abroad a lot in recent years, and the little sister has grown taller and taller than a little girl.
But the power accumulated over the years still exists.
The younger sister of the Zhao family had not seen her brother angry for many years, but with this punch, she could clearly feel his anger.
She was so scared that her tears stopped and she didn't even dare to cry anymore.
"It's because of you! My father was so scared that he was bedridden for two months and drank medicine every day. My mother and grandmother even burned incense and worshiped Buddha every day. I prayed to the Bodhisattva to bless you and keep you safe..."
The more Zhao Bin talked, the angrier he became. He clenched his fists tightly, looking like he might punch his sister at any time.
His roar became louder and louder, and the little girl from the Zhao family shed more and more tears.
"Speak quickly! Don't cry anymore. If you don't explain this matter to me clearly today, I will..."
Zhao Bin wanted to raise his fist several times, but although he was strict, he only hit his sister on the hand since she was a child. Other than that, he punished her to copy books behind closed doors. If he was more severe, he would starve her for a day, and nothing else. Did it.
He was furious, but he couldn't do anything to his sister.
All he could do was hit the wall with his fist, and a few blood marks were drawn between the impact of the solid wall and the fist.
"I'll break your legs and lock you in this attic for the rest of your life! You'll never want to go out again!"
"Brother, I...I said..."
…
Two figures in the dark night ran away and chased each other.
The black shadow running in front kept jumping up and down. He tried to distance himself from the person behind him, but the latter was like a piece of brown candy that he couldn't get rid of no matter how hard he shook it.
Whoosh!
A flying needle hidden weapon came down the wind.
Nan Er lowered his body subconsciously, and the steel needle flew past his back, and then he heard several more blasts of wind.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's definitely not a good person to use hidden weapons. Are you a snitch or a big thief?"
Nan Er kicked up a few green tiles from the roof under his feet. The green tiles spun forward and collided with the steel needles.
Bang bang bang!
There are at least two or three steel needles stuck on each green tile.
Upon seeing this, the black shadow could only run forward faster. He clearly remembered that there was a large abandoned courtyard further ahead. As long as he found a place to hide, the other party would not be able to find him.
But when he crossed a high wall and should have landed in the courtyard, he stepped on the air and fell into a pile of scorched earth.
Um?
Looking around, there is a large area of black scorched earth, full of gravel and charcoal.
I remember this should be an ownerless courtyard, right?
Why is it gone?
The black shadow stood up from the scorched earth before he had time to think of his next step.
The sound of breaking wind came from behind.
Snapped!
The black shadow directly drew out the single knife from behind, and cut the flying hidden weapon in half with a backhand knife.
When the fragments of the hidden weapon fell to the ground, the black shadow used the moonlight in the sky to see clearly that they were two fragments of blue tiles.
"Are you still running?"
Nan Er stood at the top of the wall, holding the long knife diagonally to his chest. He glanced around, and there was no place to hide in the scorched earth around him.
"I didn't expect to catch him here."
Nan Er visited this place a few days ago. It was very lively at that time, with countless people from the county government and people watching the theater.
Some people say it was a thunderbolt from heaven, while others said it was an immortal overcoming a tribulation.
But only Nan Er knew that this matter was definitely related to Xia Zhichan.
But he didn't ask again.
The terrifying power that can directly turn Fang Yuan into a piece of scorched earth is indeed something that he, a man in the world, cannot get involved in.
"Run? Why don't you run away..."
Nan Er recovered his thoughts and looked at the black shadow in the moonlight.
"Why are you chasing me?"
The black figure raised his sword horizontally and asked sternly.
"Then why did you run?"
Nan Er jumped down from the wall. His actions scared the black figure and took several steps back.
Buzz!
A steel needle came towards me.
Nan Er waved his hands, and the handle of the black-sheathed long knife knocked away the incoming steel needle.
"Do you only know this kind of dirty tricks?"
As soon as his feet hit the ground, before the black shadow could react, Nan Er was already approaching quickly, holding the knife in both hands and making a gesture of drawing it out.
ah!
When the black shadow saw that he couldn't escape, he simply stopped running and struck at him with the knife in his back.
Most swordsmen hold the knife in their forehand to chop, but this guy actually holds the knife in his backhand.
Ding ding ding——
Nan Er didn't even pull out the knife. He only used the scabbard and collided with the black figure's knife, making several crisp sounds.
Holding the knife in the backhand caused the black shadow's movement and the path of the knife to be completely opposite. Nan Eryi could only compete for a while, and was still at a slight disadvantage.
"Haha, you are nothing special."
The black figure laughed a few times, and the sword skills in his hands became more and more fierce.
Bang!
Nan Er dodged to avoid the blade, and then kicked out from a tricky angle.
This kick hit the ankle of the black shadow's hind leg, causing the opponent to feel pain and his steps became chaotic.
"You're actually playing dirty tricks!"
The black shadow staggered several times. He turned around and stabbed Nan Er back, then scolded him.
"Haha, you can just throw the hidden weapon and the flying needle, but I'm just playing dirty tricks by kicking you..."
Nan Er took two steps back to avoid the blade, and said angrily and with a smile:
"You are being unreasonable."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The black shadow suddenly jumped up, and the long knife slashed down with great force.
Bang!
Nan Er clenched his hands on the ground, rolled up, used an upside-down golden hook, and accurately kicked the black shadow's lower abdomen with his toes.
puff!
The black figure was kicked away directly by this kick, hit the ground and rolled several times. The single sword in his hand fell to the scorched earth beside him.
"Backhand sword skills are rare. Unfortunately, your training is really poor, and your body skills are even wrong, which leads to many flaws..."
Nan Er shook off the scorched earth on his hands. The reason why he didn't use his sword to fight with the black shadow for so long was just to see more of this rare backhand sword technique.
It's a pity that the opponent is half-assed at first glance. He only has a few moves over and over again. The more they fight, the more flaws they reveal.
"you you……"
Heiying finally stood up holding his belly. He did not pick up his knife, but staggered to Nan Er.
He knelt down with a pop.
"Spare me, I only did those things when I was obsessed."
After saying that, he leaned down and kowtowed to Nan Er.
Nan Er sighed and stepped forward to help him up, but when he just walked in, he heard an extremely subtle sound of flying needles.
Whoosh!
The flying needles came towards him, but Nan Er was not prepared at all. He was stabbed in the face by the flying needles before he even had time to dodge.
His figure swayed and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Hahaha, go to hell!"
The dark figure stood up, pulled out a dagger from his cuff, and rushed towards Nan Er who was lying on the ground. Just as he raised his hand to stab, he was kicked in the neck.
The powerful impact knocked him unconscious.
Nan Er stood up like a carp, and the kick just now was caused by him.
"Hmph, you want to play dirty tricks with me, you are too young..."
He grinned.
The steel needle was bitten between the two teeth.
