Jiang Zhitong and the monk leaned against the coffin board.

The hair was spreading on the ground and on the beams.

"It's difficult." The monk sighed slightly.

"Monk, what do you mean?" Jiang Zhi frowned.

"Originally, if she had taken revenge and kept a trace of rationality, she could have become a ghost cultivator later." The monk spoke slowly, "But now she has merged with the evil creature in the coffin. It is hard to tell whether she is Miss Shi or the evil creature that has been controlled by resentment."

As soon as the monk finished speaking, the coffin lid behind him suddenly broke into two pieces.

The long strand of hair went straight through the two people.

"Run!" Jiang Zhi shouted and quickly ran away.

The monk also quickly ran away from the spot.

"I'll go call her and see if I can wake her up." Jiang Zhi said and flew out.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream came from outside.

Jiang Zhi's steps as he ran out paused slightly, as more hair swept towards him.

She quickly recovered and dodged, then rushed out.

The sky was blocked out by the hair all over the place, and the movement of the hair brought a dense and creepy visual effect.

The female ghost stood in the middle, like the roots of the hair.

Several figures were hanging down with mushroom-shaped hair strands.

Some people have lost their vitality, and their bodies seem to have grown hair, spreading outwards.

Blood kept dripping from these people's bodies, like a bloody rain.

The hair pierced their bodies.

One person died after another, and the screams became more and more miserable.

The strands of hair obscured the sky, making the entire mansion look eerie, like a hell on earth.

Strands of hair surrounded Jiang Zhi from all directions.

Jiang Zhi once was reluctant to hurt her hair, but now her hair is trying to kill her, so she naturally has to fight back.

A layer of ice lingered on Jiang Zhi's body. The green vine in his hand rushed forward, pushing apart his dense and thick hair and rushing out.

Dense strands of hair suddenly rushed towards several figures.

After the Jindan cultivator came in, Master Xu shouted, "Hurry up and save me! Hurry up and save me!"

Mr. Xu was tortured terribly. Not only were his bones pierced by the hair, but his heart was also pierced by the hair.

The blood seemed to dye the black hair deep red.

The originally jet-black hair gradually became filled with dark red evil energy.

The Jindan monk began to attack the female ghost sister.

"Don't use fire." The Jindan cultivator looked at the cultivator next to him and shouted to stop him.

Now the hair is everywhere and entangled with people. If fire is used, the whole mansion will surely be burned down, and everyone will be trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

But the Jindan cultivator's words were too late, as another Jindan cultivator used fire on the hair that was flying towards him.

The spiritual fire swept through the hair and soon burned it into a piece.

But even though the fire burned quickly, the hair grew even faster.

The thick smoke from the burning hair was then covered by a layer of hair on the outside, and the entire mansion was like a closed secret room under fire.

Jiang Zhi hurriedly used his spiritual power to protect his body and reduce the inhalation of thick smoke.

Those who practice Taoism are fine as they can use their spiritual power to protect their bodies, but ordinary people in the mansion are in trouble.

The ghost girl's hair was still attacking, and it was rushing towards her with flames mixed with thick smoke.

Jiang Zhi started to dodge again.

She dodged and rushed towards the ghost sister.

"Ghost sister!" Jiang Zhi shouted loudly.

What responded to her was a rush of murderous intent.

Jiang Zhi picked up the sword and cut the hair.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Jiang Zhi's line of sight was getting lower and lower.

Jiang Zhi finally arrived in front of the ghost girl. She looked at her empty and deep red eyes, but there was no fear in them. She held her pale and terrifying face with both hands: "Wake up, you can wake up. Killing your enemies is not driven by resentment, but by your own will. This is the only way to feel the pleasure of revenge, isn't it?"

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The long nails pierced into Jiang Zhi's shoulders from behind.

A huge pain swept over my shoulders.

Jiang Zhi's eyelids twitched violently, and her expression could not help but become painful. She forced a smile despite the pain: "Why is it not the heart? It's the shoulder?"

Big blood-red tears flowed from the ghost sister's eyes.

"Zhizhi, you are right." The ghost sister smiled, "I will kill them all when I wake up."

In an instant, all the people entangled by her hair were broken into pieces, and blood spilled down like a bloody rain.

The one with higher cultivation level was still stubbornly resisting the ghost girl's hair attack.

"Zhizhi, my name is Shi Qingyue." The ghost sister transformed into her appearance when she was alive, with a face like a lotus and skin like cream, but there were blood-red tears at the corners of her eyes. "I am from Xinghua Village. Because I fell in love with a scumbag, my whole family died. I regret it very much. I know I can't live in peace, so I will make these enemies and their descendants the same as my family."

"Even my soul has disappeared. I know I have sinned deeply and I no longer ask to live." She smiled, but blood-red tears wiped across her face. "I can't live anymore because I feel guilty towards my father and my mother..."

"What last words are you talking about?" Jiang Zhi shouted angrily, "Why die? As long as you can keep your sanity, you can become a ghost cultivator and live!"

"Well, I will die rationally and won't hurt you." The ghost girl suddenly reached out and hugged Jiang Zhi around the waist, "Zhizhi, I thought death wasn't that scary, but now I'm a little afraid of death."

Because after death, it seemed like she would never see her again.

"Then don't die!" Jiang Zhi hugged her back, his voice soft, and reached out to touch her hair.

The ghost girl laughed softly, as if she was sad but also happy: "Zhizhi, I like you so much."

But I was born at the wrong time and didn't meet the right person.

Jiang Zhi felt herself being hugged tightly for a moment, and the next second a huge wind blew over, and she was thrown out of Xu's house and out of the circle of hair.

She fell backwards, but she was still scolding: "Shi Qingyue, if you want to blame someone, blame that scumbag, don't blame yourself. Whether you live or die, your parents would definitely prefer you to live."

Jiang Zhi didn't fall to the ground. Xichen Jingqing caught her outside in time. He was slightly surprised: "What's going on? Is the ghost girl so powerful?"

I feel like those monks and female ghost girls can be dealt with.

The monk was also thrown out, and the next one was Liang Sheng.

Both of them had exhausted their spiritual power and energy in the formation and dealing with the hair, and inhaled a lot of smoke, looking very embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)