You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

"Grandpa, what is this place? Why have I never been here before?"

Mu Jiu stopped and the surroundings became extremely quiet, so quiet that the music coming from far away could be heard clearly.

He heard the originally vague music, but now he could hear the tones completely clearly.

really!

The kind of music style from the Republic of China period!

Then the sound turned into a wailing sound, much like the current mourning.

I'm afraid modern sad music is a product of this song...

As he listened, Mu Jiu discovered that this music was not that simple.

Normal sorrow and music only make people feel sad, but this sound has such a weird and terrifying feeling!

Suddenly he saw the old man's expression changed obviously, it was clearly fear. Why should he be afraid in broad daylight?

"Grandpa, what are you doing? You're so scared that you pee!"

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a few drops of smelly liquid began to drip from his body.

"Young man, leave this to your old man, and I will withdraw first!"

After saying that, the old man showed amazing speed and ran out of this strange place in an instant.

"You cheater, why are you leaving me here alone?"

Mu Jiu roared in the direction the old man left, and Makino behind him also looked at him with a serious face.

"Brother Ninth, don't worry, I will always be your strongest support!"

"Oh, oh, oh, Xiaoye, it's good to have you!"

After saying this, the two of them hugged each other, and Mu Jiu was moved to tears.

Suddenly, Mu Jiu felt that the music was getting louder, or more obvious, and seemed to be getting closer to him.

He vaguely saw a figure rushing towards him, and that figure was not walking but flying.

"Nine...Brother Nine, there is a ghost!"

Makino covered her mouth tightly with both hands, trying her best to control herself from making a sound, but she was already extremely scared in her heart.

"It's okay, I'm here! Your Ninth Brother will definitely protect you!"

Mu Jiu's face tightened, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face. He knew that the person who died must have resentment.

If no one has helped to eliminate the resentment for so many years, it may not be something he can deal with now if it accumulates and explodes.

"Brother...does your sister sing well..."

A hollow voice continued to spread in this open space.

An unprecedented coldness poured into their bodies, and Mu Jiu shivered from the cold in the broad daylight.

Seeing that they didn't reply, the voice asked again with anger: "Brother...does your sister sing well?"

Mu Jiu was ready to scold her mother now. The former female ghost might not be too much to be her grandmother, so here she calls him brother.

Unexpectedly, Makino next to him could not resist the pressure that the female ghost put on him. He said tremblingly against his original intention:

"My sister sings the best, and she is also good-looking and has a good figure."

Immediately, the female ghost actually laughed, and then said seductively to Mu Jiu: "Little brother, does your sister sing well?"

"It sounds good...it sounds good..."

"But, little brother, can you take a good look at your sister..."

Mu Jiu could feel that this ghost had no ill intentions towards him, but seemed to be asking for something from her.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the body of the Republic of China woman. She was wearing a cyan cheongsam, and her slightly plump figure showed off her temperament.

But when she saw the woman's face, she couldn't help but take several steps back in fright.

Her face looked extremely terrifying, showing a look that was unimaginable to normal people, and was even a blur of flesh and blood.

There were countless scars under her long hair, and blood was gurgling from each wound!

She looked at Mu Jiu with bloody eyes, and Mu Jiu could only clearly see a beauty mark on her cheek.

"Sister...you look good!"

Mu Jiu suppressed the feeling of vomiting and praised the female ghost. It was not what he imagined.

The next second, the female ghost unexpectedly became furious and stretched out her bloody hands to grab Mu Jiu's chest.

"Every man who tells lies deserves to die! All men who tell lies deserve to die!"

Makino was rejoicing in his heart that the female ghost did not realize that she had also told lies and had already trotted away from the place.

It's over, I can't run away now...

Mu Jiu was a little frightened, and his eyes suddenly turned white. In the flash of lightning, he suddenly felt someone behind him push him hard.

His body was already defenseless, and he staggered due to the strong push. He fell to the ground and rolled for several meters before stopping.

"Who? Who?"

"Haha... A mere century-old brat dares to bully my boss. Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

A man wearing Qing Dynasty official uniform blocked Mu Jiu's path. He was obviously a wage earner he was very familiar with.

Bao Guoan!

My dear, this is the enjoyment of being a boss, as well as a bodyguard.

That Xiaoye is too unreliable. When I go back this time, I will definitely deduct his salary!

"So what if it's a hundred years? It's more than enough to deal with someone like you who only has one soul."

A violent aura rose from the sky on the female ghost, her long hair spread out, her eyes suddenly protruded outwards, her hands turned into sharp claws, and she scratched countless wounds on Bao Guoan's body in an instant.

Mu Jiu's expression changed. He, a stupid wage earner, didn't know how to deal with other people's attacks. Could it be that his first ghost brother got off the plane like this?

As he thought about it, he had the idea of ​​​​escape.

"Xiaoye, run slower and wait for me!"

bang bang bang...

After a collision, Mu Jiu discovered that the female ghost had been beaten away by Bao Guoan?

Bao Guoan suddenly shouted angrily: "Even a normal attack can hurt me! Master Mu, lend me your peach wood sword!"

Mu Jiu did not hesitate, took out the mahogany sword from the little red coffin and threw it to Bao Guoan.

He only saw his hands forming seals, chanting a spell in his mouth, and a drop of white blood dripping onto the peach wood sword.

The originally dull and colorless peach wood sword was actually shining with yellow light at this moment!

Mu Jiu couldn't help but feel shocked. He still remembered that the sword didn't emit such light when he used it.

"Master Mu, please see clearly next and I will teach you how to use the supreme power of this peach wood sword!"

In an instant, Bao Guoan swung his knife towards the female ghost, and the female ghost who fell to the ground had no resistance.

Bao Guoan cut off the female ghost's arm with a single blow. The arm fell to the ground and slowly turned into a puddle of white pulp.

"Ah... just wait! When my hundred years comes, I will condense a soul and make your life worse than death!"

The female ghost groaned in pain and disappeared into the open space.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was lightning and thunder, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning were heard in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the sunny day turned into dark clouds. Especially the dark orange halo that flickers through the slits in the clouds in the east is so frightening to see.

"Master Mu, let's leave quickly, otherwise we won't be able to leave if he finds out."

Bao Guoan suddenly spewed blood from his mouth, became unsteady and fell to the ground.

Mu Jiu immediately supported him and put him into the little red coffin, muttering to himself.

Bao Guoan, Bao Guoan, you said you were fine, why are you trying to be so strong?

This young man is free to save his life.

"Master Mu, you have to be careful. After one month, the female ghost will be the real hundred-year ghost. In the ghost world, a hundred years is a door. Only ghosts that have been born for a hundred years can become imps!"