As soon as Chu Lingxiao finished speaking, the gorgeously decorated sedan suddenly sank.
The bearers of the sedan chair seemed to have seen something and were frightened by this sudden change. Their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and then they stopped moving completely.
Seeing this, Gu Qingze immediately shouted, "Don't panic, everyone! Get behind me, I'll protect you all. If you don't obey my command, then your own death will be your own business."
Gu Qingze knew clearly that these sedan chair bearers had been overwhelmed by fear and had lost their minds.
If you continue to talk to them in a gentle and soft manner, the possibility of them listening is very slim.
Therefore, they must be made aware of the seriousness of the matter and understand that only by obeying orders can they have a chance of survival. Only then will they listen to him.
Chu Lingxiao sat in the sedan chair, a trace of worry welling up in his heart. He asked softly, "What happened outside?"
Gu Qingze's tone was extremely calm, as if everything was under his control:
"Nothing serious, just a bunch of little ghosts. Although there are many of them, each one of them is very weak. You stay in the sedan chair and don't move. I will handle it."
His voice is steady and powerful, which makes people feel at ease.
Generally, ghost cultivators will raise some little ghosts to do things for them. Those little ghosts are controlled by the ghost cultivators and most of them have no intelligence. They are made up of wronged souls that wander aimlessly in the human world.
Chu Lingxiao didn't hesitate at all and quickly agreed: "Okay."
He knew Qingze wasn't someone who particularly liked to show off. If he encountered something beyond his ability, Qingze would definitely ask for help. Since he said he could handle it, he should trust him.
Moreover, Chu Lingxiao is now sitting in the sedan chair, so the chances of luring out the ghost cultivator are even greater.
Just as the fight was going on fiercely outside, Chu Lingxiao suddenly heard another voice.
The timbre of the voice seemed softer than before, like a breeze blowing across the lake, gently rippling, as if it were coming from another person.
Chu Lingxiao was filled with curiosity, and he wanted to carefully distinguish what the voice said.
However, this voice was even more vague than the previous one. Only "... wuwuwu... wuwuwu... wuwuwu..." could be heard.
The voice was low and mournful, as if telling of endless sorrow, or just the sound of the wind...
Is it crying?
He was not sure, but the sound was getting closer and louder, surging towards him like a tide.
The sound was as if something was slowly moving outside his sedan, preparing to approach him.
"A red sedan chair...a red sedan chair...a red bride...a red bride...a red wedding dress...the red bride, wearing a red wedding dress...sits on the red sedan chair..."
".....Red....Red....Red....It's all red....The flowing blood is also red....And....the ground is red....Red is indeed the most beautiful color..."
Chu Lingxiao finally heard what the voice was saying, but the doubts in his heart became even deeper.
After all, a ghost cultivator is just a human being, and it is impossible for him to say such nonsensical words, unless he has fallen into a state of madness or is mentally retarded.
This voice sounds more like a ghost than a human.
"...The bride's soul is also red.....Red soul.....Red soul.....Hehehe.....Red is so delicious.....So delicious.....I love red the most..."
As the voice spoke, it also let out a creepy laugh. The laughter echoed in the air, making people shudder.
It surrounded Chu Lingxiao like an invisible net, tightly enveloping him.
Chu Lingxiao suddenly had a bold guess in his mind, but it still needed to be verified.
So he said, "Yeah, I like red the best too. Your soul is also red, and it looks delicious. Have you ever tried to eat yourself?"
The voice was obviously stunned for a moment: "You are talking nonsense... My soul is obviously transparent... It is transparent... Only red souls are the most delicious... Transparent souls don't taste good at first glance... You are the bride, with a red soul... Yours is the most delicious... I want to eat yours..."
"You can't see what color your own soul is, so how can you be sure that it is transparent?" Chu Lingxiao continued to ask, with a hint of confidence in his words.
"I can see your soul with my own eyes. It's guaranteed to be red, blood red. It must be incredibly delicious. And it grew from your own body, which makes it even more..."
Before Chu Lingxiao finished speaking, he heard the sound of drooling around him, followed by the sound of "crunching" chewing.
The sound was creepy, as if something terrible was devouring something. Later, the sound became smaller and smaller... until it disappeared.
"You...are lying...wuwuwu...my soul is not tasty at all...it's definitely not red...red...I want to eat a red soul...eat a delicious soul...wuwuwu..."
The voice sounded aggrieved, as if it contained an accusation.
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