Chapter 104 Modern Supernatural 8

A gust of cold wind blew by.

Facing Nan Rui who was gesticulating with a peach wood sword, the female ghost remained unmoved, her eyes fixed on Zhou Zhile beside her, her greed was glaring.

"No, why do I feel...she, she has been staring at me?"

Zhou Zhile hid beside Mu Guishuang, and the female ghost slowly moved her dark eyes along with his movements.

"Brother, you are really favored by this thing."

Zhou Zhile's physique is like mint in the cat world. In the eyes of those things, he is just a big, fragrant and fat steak.

Nan Rui saw that the female ghost was staring at Zhou Zhile, as if she was afraid of something, and hesitated to make a move.

He glanced at Mu Guishuang who was blocking Zhou Zhile.

Well, it must be because the junior master is here, so the female ghost dare not move easily.

Zhou Zhile poked his head out from behind Mu Guishuang, twitched his nose, and sniffed:

"Eh - what's this smell..."

It was damp and sticky, and it also exuded a lingering smell of decay.

"It's obvious." Nan Rui poked his head out from the other side of Mu Guishuang and pointed to where the female ghost was standing.

The long hair that dragged to the feet was tied into strands, and it kept seeping down, wetting the ground under her feet.

The female ghost still maintained the same posture, without moving at all, only one eyeball that was out and about to fall off stared at Zhou Zhile.

As the stench of the corpse dissipated, the exposed skin of the body turned blue-purple, and a layer of light black mist shrouded the skin.

It seems that she is going to become a fierce ghost...

Nan Rui's eyes darkened, and one hand reached for the peach wood sword behind him.

"Junior Master, we are directly..."

Nan Rui stretched out his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

He should be able to handle this level.

——At worst, there is still Junior Master to back him up.

"Do it."

Mu Guishuang made a judgment, stepped back, and handed it to Nan Rui.

"Did you see it?"

Nan Rui rushed towards the female ghost with the peach wood sword and the yellow talisman paper. Mu Guishuang stood with Zhou Zhile and asked calmly.

"Ah?" Zhou Zhile was stunned for a moment, then realized that Mu Guishuang was probably asking about the situation just now:

"I saw it."

"This thing is about to become a fierce ghost."

Zhou Zhile felt that Mu Guishuang was like the kind of nerd who skipped the problem-solving steps and got the answer directly when teaching math problems.

"Over there, a well, drowned." Mu Guishuang at least remembered that Zhou Zhile was still a complete blank slate in this regard.

Zhou Zhile looked at a well not far away.

Wet hair, white skin...

"She was murdered?" Zhou Zhile thought of the black and blue circles on the female ghost's wrist.

It seemed that someone tied her hands and feet with ropes and threw her into the well to drown.

Died unjustly, naturally the resentment was extremely deep, no wonder there was a chance to turn into a fierce ghost.

Mu Guishuang nodded, affirming Zhou Zhile's conjecture, and continued to explain:

"Before an ordinary vengeful ghost turns into a powerful ghost, its body will experience death again in its previous life."

"Oh——" Zhou Zhile understood.

No wonder he suddenly smelled the stench of a rotting corpse and the humid air, as well as the beach under the ghost girl's feet.

Although she has not completely turned into a powerful ghost, the strength of the ghost girl should not be underestimated and she is very difficult to deal with.

While Mu Guishuang and Zhou Zhile were answering questions in a harmonious atmosphere, Nan Rui and the ghost girl were fighting fiercely on the physical level.

"What——" Nan Rui, who was concentrating on fighting the ghost girl, did not expect that the enemy in front of him would suddenly change direction.

"Uncle Master, be careful!"

Nan Rui shouted subconsciously as the female ghost rushed towards Mu Guishuang.

Mu Guishuang heard Nan Rui's shout and also felt the female ghost rushing towards them.

Zhou Zhile also raised his head with a horrified expression.

A flash of red light passed by.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh——"

Suddenly, the female ghost who was more than two meters away from Mu Guishuang screamed miserably, knelt on the ground, and pierced her eyes with her sharp black nails.

"Uncle Master, what is she doing?"

At the same time, Nan Rui ran to Mu Guishuang and Zhou Zhile, panting.

"I haven't done anything yet." Mu Guishuang frowned, a little confused.

At that moment, he just raised his hand and didn't do anything.

"Huh? That's strange," Nan Rui quietly approached the female ghost who had lost her ability to move and was still shaking, "Did this female ghost suddenly have a seizure?"

"You come to save her soul."

Mu Guishuang felt a stinging sensation in her left eye and didn't want to say more.

The female ghost had not yet completely turned into a fierce ghost, and had not killed anyone so far, so there was still a possibility that she could enter reincarnation and become a human again.

Nan Rui had just taken action to make the female ghost lose her ability to move, making it easier to operate later.

Throwing down a talisman to ensure that the female ghost was completely controlled, Mu Guishuang explained the next task and left first.

"Huh? Let me do it?" Nan Rui looked at Mu Guishuang's departing back, confused:

"What happened suddenly?"

Nan Rui tilted his head, turned around and pushed Zhou Zhile, who lowered his head with an unclear expression:

"Zhou Zhile? Are you scared silly?"

"Hiss..."

Zhou Zhile rubbed his red right eye and raised his head: "It seems like there is sand in my eye, it suddenly hurts, can you help me take a look."

Nan Rui leaned over and took a closer look, "It seems to be a little red."

"Can I blow it for you?"

"Okay."

"Huff--" Nan Rui pried open Zhou Zhile's right eye and blew hard a few times.

"It doesn't seem to work. It still hurts." Zhou Zhile covered his eyes and stepped back.

"Well, I can't do anything about it. How about you go back and put some eye drops in later?"

"Okay, okay, that's all I can do."

The female ghost squatting on the ground glanced at Zhou Zhile tremblingly.

From her perspective, a wisp of black mist lingered silently on her shoulders.

*

"Little Master, are you okay?"

Nan Rui, with a towel covering his head, wiped his hair, and knocked on Mu Guishuang's door.

After solving the problem of the female ghost in the mansion, the three took their rewards and returned to the reserved five-star hotel.

Mu Guishuang, who was also wearing a nightgown, opened the door. The ends of her black hair were dripping with water. It seemed that she had just taken a shower.

Her eyes were rarely covered by the white silk, and they closed gently.

"I'm fine."

"Really?" Nan Rui looked at Mu Guishuang from left to right to make sure that she didn't seem to have any external injuries.

"Junior uncle, if you have anything to say, you must tell me. If anything happens to you, the masters and uncles will definitely come to me first to settle accounts. But not only the masters and uncles, as your nephew, I am also worried about you..."

"Well..." Mu Guishuang nodded. He was a little overwhelmed by the concern from both the juniors and the elders. "I know."

"Oh, by the way," Nan Rui took something out of his pocket, "I wonder if you, junior uncle, can use it..."

"Zhou Zhile said his eyes hurt, so I bought him a bottle of eye drops. I remember that you also had eye pain last time, so I brought you a bottle as well."

"Junior uncle, remember to have a good rest..."

Nan Rui stuffed the eye drops into Mu Guishuang's hand and ran away.

"I'm going to play games with Zhou Zhile!"

Zhou Zhile's eyes hurt?

Watching Nan Rui's receding back, Mu Guishuang touched her left eye with her fingertips.

The remaining pain seemed to still be jumping at her fingertips.