Chapter 128: Catching Ghosts in the Ancient House



Chapter 125: Catching Ghosts in the Ancient House

Everyone suddenly felt their hair stand on end and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their backs.

[Ahhhh! The old house at night is completely different from the one during the day!]

[So scary, so scary, like the beginning of a horror movie.]

[Wow, wow, I'm already scared, shivering and wrapping myself tightly in the quilt.]

"Master Jiang..." Zhao Xin began to stutter.

Jiang Xu: "If you're scared, you can stay outside."

How can a man say he is afraid?

Besides, with Master Jiang and Master Jiang's talisman paper, it should be the ghosts who are afraid of him!

Zhao Xin stood up straight and said, "There's no word 'fear' in my dictionary. Let's go!"

He straightened his back, took a step, and then paused.

He turned around and smiled at Jiang Xu.

"Master, you go first."

The old house was desolate and gloomy, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

Jiang Xu walked in front, and behind him, everyone lined up in a row, each grabbing the corner of the clothes of the person in front of them, and walked in in a line.

[No, everyone, you are too cowardly! ]

[Even though it's such a terrifying scene, I suddenly want to laugh.]

Suddenly, a cold wind blew over.

"Bang--"

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Barrage: ...

[Damn, I can’t laugh anymore.]

Everyone shuddered and their hearts beat wildly.

"Master Jiang..."

Jiang Xu's brows were indifferent: "Go this way."

She led everyone down the corridor.

At this moment, everything was silent except for the sound of everyone's footsteps and breathing.

Suddenly, a burst of singing voices came from the air.

The female voice was low, mournful and extremely sad, echoing in the silent night.

Everyone stopped suddenly and felt a chill running up their spines.

My scalp felt numb.

This, this Ding Xiaoxue can also sing opera?

Is he seeking justice?

But when everyone listened carefully, the voice gradually became lower and disappeared into the air.

That’s all.

Everyone looked around in confusion, and was even more confused when they saw Jiang Xu still standing there expressionless, with no intention of taking action.

According to the previous ghost hunting process, ghosts always appear to provoke.

Master Jiang's cold, thin lips curled up slightly in a contemptuous arc.

He quickly made hand gestures with his fingers, and several bolts of lightning struck down.

The ghost immediately screamed and begged for mercy humbly.

Those who have been wronged will seek justice, and those who have been vengeful will seek revenge.

Everyone ate the melons and quacked, and the event ended successfully.

This, this is the standard procedure.

What's going on now?

"It's hard to say." Jiang Xu said lightly.

Everyone: ...?

Jiang Xu walked towards the depths of the house with a flashlight.

Everyone hurried to follow.

The house was completely dark, lit only by the light of the flashlight.

"Boom, boom, boom"

At this time, another rustling sound was heard.

It was not clear, like footsteps, or the sound of something knocking.

Jiang Xu frowned and walked towards the sound.

[Damn it, I don't even dare to breathe.]

It's so scary.

[Wow, I'm so immersed in this. Director, please come back to me! I miss you.]

【Oh my god! 】

【What the hell is that! 】

Suddenly, the comments in the live broadcast room became excited.

The next second, a head with disheveled hair suddenly appeared where Jiang Xu's flashlight shone.

His face was pale, he stared at the front with a ferocious look, and blood was dripping.

“Ahhhh!”

“What the hell!!”

“Oh my god!!”

Zhao Xin trembled all over and almost fell to the ground.

His face was filled with horror.

The two girls, Tang Yue and Qiao Jiatong, grabbed Jiang Xu on the left and right, trembling all over.

What on earth is this!

Everyone froze.

The atmosphere is here.

Jiang Xu's eyes flashed, and he felt that he should express his opinion as well.

"ah."

The air was dead silent, and everyone only heard her suddenly shout with an expressionless face.

"Ahhhhhh!" In an instant, the screams that came one after another were deafening.

Everyone was so anxious that they almost vomited.

Tang Yue and Qiao Jiatong slowly turned their stiff necks and looked at Jiang Xu in horror.

Jumped back suddenly.

They hugged each other with pale faces and trembling.

"No, you are not Master Jiang!"

Zhao Xin was sweating profusely: "Brother Yu, there's something wrong with our sister!"

“What should I do?”

Jiang Yu glanced at him calmly and said with a double meaning: "She's my sister."

Zhao Xin: ...

Jiang Xu: ...

"Yes, yes, that's the expression!"

Master Jiang's unique expression: three parts coldness, seven parts indifference, and ten parts speechlessness.

This is Master Jiang!

Zhao Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

The tense expressions of several people relaxed.

"Master, what happened to you just now?"

"Did you think of something funny?"

"Do you know that this sound has left a psychological shadow on us that is more terrifying than a ghost?"

"More terrifying than ghosts!"

Jiang Xu: ...

"Master Jiang, this head..."

"Wait, what about that end?"

After this interruption, when everyone wanted to take a closer look, the terrifying head had already disappeared.

Everyone's brows suddenly frowned.

At this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.

Flutter by.

Jiang Xu immediately chased after him.

Everyone hurried to follow.

Zhao Xin was a beat slow to react and fell behind.

Just when I was about to turn, suddenly.

"Knock, knock, knock."

That unsettling rustling sound came again.

He gripped the flashlight tightly and looked around nervously.

The next second, the pupils suddenly contracted.

In the window, a pale woman's face suddenly appeared in his sight.

That face...

It was Ding Xiaoxue they were looking for.

【It’s Ding Xiaoxue! 】

【Catch her, catch her quickly! 】

How could Zhao Xin dare to do that? His scalp felt cold.

"Ding Xiaoxue, I, I'm not a bad person. We are here to help you get justice. Don't..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ding Xiaoxue raise her hand, as if pointing behind him.

Zhao Xin was startled and turned around suddenly, only to see a female ghost with disheveled hair appear behind him.

His hands were stretched out, his long hair covered his face, but his green eyes flashed with evil.

“Ahhhhhh!”

“It’s a zombie!!!”

Zhao Xin stumbled suddenly, his hands waving wildly in the air in fear.

In a panic, his fingertips brushed against the ghost's hand.

But it was warm.

hot?

Hot?

Zhao Xin frowned, and something flashed through his mind.

"Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me! Luo Yan, is it you!"

He pounced on the "female ghost" and the two of them started fighting.

Chen Rong never expected that he would pounce on him, so he pushed him away and quickly ran away.

He ran breathlessly to the dark backyard and met up with the third and fourth brothers.

The third brother looked smug under his hood: "Brother, how's it going? We must have scared the shit out of those guys!"

He was on the roof just now, listening to the miserable screams, and almost laughed out loud.

"People on the internet were praising Jiang Xu as some kind of master. I thought he was so powerful, but he was actually scared to death by us."

The fourth brother shook the head prop in his hand and laughed contemptuously.

Chen Rong felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Stop being so joking, the effect is almost there, let's go."

"Let's go? But, the second one hasn't come yet."

"Yeah, didn't we agree to meet up here after everything? Why haven't you come yet?"

"Probably because we caught him."

Before he finished speaking, a cold female voice suddenly floated out from the darkness.

Like a ghostly whisper, drifting away in the wind.

The three of them were horrified.

The next second, countless white lights lit up in front of him, illuminating the dark night.

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