Chapter 44 Tu Ling

entered the ghost realm from the closed commercial district. Zhang Sheng suddenly had a battle between heaven and man in his mind. When he came to his senses, there was only darkness left in front of him.

He always felt like there was a tight tie on his face. He raised his hand to touch it. Based on the feel of it, it should be something similar to a tie, but it was stained with sticky liquid and had a fishy smell.

He pulled it off and didn't bother to check the details of the tie. Instead, he looked for Cui Yu who was supposed to come in with him.

"Cui Yu? Cui Yu..."

There was an echo, a series of echoing tail sounds.

He seemed to be in an empty secret room. He groped forward along the wall little by little. He could touch the smooth wall and the silk curtain with excellent feel. Then he walked around a corner...

Zhang Sheng roughly turned. After a full circle, I touched the four corners and measured with my steps that this room was indeed very large. It appeared without any warning, strange and cold.

He sensed that the evil spirit was deepening. As the time he stayed in the room increased, he gradually adapted to the extremely dark environment and his hearing became sharper.

"Cough! Cough!"

Two soft coughs from the girl came from behind, from far to near.

Zhang Sheng stopped and suddenly realized that he was participating in the Four Corners Game. The rules of the game were late at night, in a sealed room, and no peeking. If he encountered a corner where no one was around, he would cough as a reminder and then stop for five seconds.

The girl's steps were very slow, and she seemed to be wearing a pair of leather shoes. The crisp sound of stepping on the ground was different from that of sneakers.

But she walked too slowly. Even though the distance between the corners was quite far, she seemed to be crawling... He had just personally experienced the time required, so he could be so sure, which was strange.

"Cough cough! Cough cough..."

Suddenly, a girl's rapid coughing sound came from the other side, and his judgment of the direction was confused for a moment.

wrong! It is clearly stated in the rules that the game is played in order. One person reaches an unoccupied corner and stays for five seconds before walking to the next person and patting the other person on the shoulder.

"Cough...cough..."

"Who??!——"

Zhang Sheng was a little confused for a moment. This was already the third person. If that was the people who participated in the game with him, the other two were obviously in the game. make trouble.

"Rong Sun, don't scare her!"

Someone spoke at that time. Zhang Sheng could clearly hear the trembling in the girl's voice. He suppressed the fear in his heart and hesitated for a long time before breaking the silence.

He thought of the small group of girls locked in the club. Since the speaker was not Rong Sun, but reminded Rong Sun not to violate the rules of the game, it was most likely Wei Lingling who disappeared after Zhenzhen.

He held his breath and wanted to walk in the direction of the speaker, but was suddenly slapped by a hand from behind. The palm was large and cold to the touch.

Zhang Sheng's back was tense, and his scalp and the back of his neck were shaking uncontrollably, but he heard Cui Yu's low laughter: "Ghost exorcists are afraid of ghosts, is that true?"

Zhang Sheng's forehead tightened, and he turned around He grabbed Cui Yu's arm, completely ignoring that he was still in the game, and cursed: "You are so wicked! - When did you find the entrance to the ghost realm?" When

Cui Yu got closer, he still had the one he was accustomed to using. A niche perfume with a calm woody fragrance that seems to contain a faint fishy smell. There is more than one fishy smell.

"It was you who asked me for help. For your treat, I went to Wei Lingling's house."

Zhang Sheng was surprised: "When did you go? Aren't we always in the coffee shop?"

Ah...

he is like this Shi remembered that Cui Yu suddenly became taciturn during the second half of the interrogation, with a calm look on his face. He just sat quietly and listened to the conversation between him and Shen Zhao, but he had no energy.

Cui Yu: "That's just a puppet technique. Even now, it's not my real body. Do you want to continue asking questions or listen to what I have to say?"

Cui Yu, who has been abroad, is as if he has been plated with gold, and there is always a hint of gold in his words. With a slightly cold and commanding tone, Zhang Sheng shrugged helplessly.

"You tell me."

Anyway, his ultimate goal was to successfully complete the appointment. He didn't need to worry about other details. He originally planned to trick Cui Yu into sneaking into the residential building quietly, at least to see who the caller was.

"That's an unfamiliar number, like a virtual number. It can only be connected and dialed back to no avail. But that number has been called more than 30 times in a row in the past seven days, and every time it's on the hour."

Zhang Sheng followed Cui Yu's idea. , thought it was a deadlock, but then I thought about it, who could have such a clear grasp of the Websters' schedule? It was more like calling at the hour to warn, rather than waiting for a reply.

"Is there anyone at home or something more important?"

Cui Yu: "A safe that was emptied. Other than that, the house has been emptied and there is nothing useful."

Zhang Sheng nodded and was about to ask, Suddenly thinking that there were other beings in the room, he muttered: "Then who is the owner of this ghost realm? You should know."

Cui Yu was not satisfied with Zhang Sheng's sudden reaction, and he suppressed his sullen mood. He said flatly: "Why should I tell you, the appointment sheet is not mine."

Zhang Sheng frowned, what kind of logic does this person have?

Do you think that if you ask him to do something, you have to give him benefits one by one? If you are not satisfied or the emotional value is not met, you will stop doing it?

"You..." Zhang Sheng pulled the man in the dark, "Hey, you brought me in. Now that you know, just tell me! -"

"Then you buy me a return ticket, and I'll go back to Wangcheng too. ."

"Huh? Haha... That's interesting..."

Oh! He said he also looked back at Wangcheng? !

Zhang Sheng's mentality collapsed instantly. He wondered if Cui Yu was still thinking about the jewelry and clothes they left behind when they lived together. It had nothing to do with him. It was all because the landlord was greedy. He would never renew the lease after getting a tenant. And with the promise to dispose of the things in the house at will, the landlord had already hidden the valuable items.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng coughed and hesitated: "You...why are you going back to Wangcheng? I don't owe you anything. You don't want those things yourself."

Hearing the cough, there were people in the house . The thing suddenly became restless, as if the engine was being turned, the pedaling sound accelerated, and he felt that there was evil energy rushing towards the location of the two of them!

"Get out of the way! -"

Zhang Sheng pushed Cui Yu away and stood in front of him. The moment the shield technique was cast, the dark fire illuminated the dark room.

Only then did he see the thing clearly - it was covered in blood, with no skin but a ball of soft and rotten flesh. The part that could be called the head was covered with sexy photos of female artists.

"What the hell!" Zhang Sheng's eyes were filled with shock. His receptive ability had been tempered by entering the ghost realm again and again, so that he thought he was invulnerable to all poisons. However, the thing was really too delicious. He felt like it if he took one more look at it. Spit out the coffee in your stomach.

When it comes to exorcism, Zhang Sheng has improved significantly after his uncle and grandfather's devil training, but Cui Yu's familiarity with ghosts has always been much higher than him.

Cui Yu once told him that ghosts themselves do not have any fixed form, and will change into various shapes according to the thoughts of people who step into the ghost realm, originating from fear itself and evil thoughts.

Zhang Sheng used his shield technique to resist the ghost's attack, leaned back, and urged: "Stand in the corner and don't move. As long as there are people there, it will not go."

The meat ball had four torsos, but it seemed like there were none . A weird skeletal creature that lies on the ground and can only move by crawling on its joints. Especially when it passes through corners, it will temporarily lose its target position. It should be restricted by the owner of the ghost domain.

Unexpectedly, after Cui Yu heard what he said, he walked straight towards the ghost. If it had been before, Zhang Sheng would have scolded Cui Yu.

"Cui Yu! I'll let you stay in the corner!"

We haven't seen each other for three years. Zhang Sheng has already become accustomed to entering the ghost realm without the accompanying magic weapon. The process of judging evil requires the consumption of mana. Previously, it was easier just to use the ability of the magic weapon. More concentration is required now and the process is lengthened.

In his eyes, Cui Yu, who dressed like a rich man, looked just like ordinary people. He looked thinner than three years ago, and his reflexes and strength had declined. It was best not to participate in the process of exorcising ghosts.

But the man looked at him coldly and ignored him.

Cui Yu's broad palm penetrated his shield technique, as if passing through a thin film easily. His five fingers tightened painfully together, and he squeezed the ghost's head hard, causing the ghost to let out a sharp cry.

Zhang Sheng was doubtful. He couldn't believe that this man subdued the evil spirit with his bare hands, and he had doubts about the level of the evil spirit.

"Okay, help me, I'll book the flight for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sheng, who thought the crisis was temporarily over, sensed something strange, and a black shadow suddenly stabbed him from the blind spot on the left!

His expression was a little ugly, severe pain came from his wrist, and he bit his pale lip with his teeth: "Uh..."

He forgot that the ghost and other companions were wandering around, and the flesh ball sensed the target and quickly split, forming countless extending outwards. One of the spikes went straight into his wrist and passed through from the other end.

Zhang Sheng didn't bother to check the wound, and gritted his teeth to cut off the thorn, because he smelled a burning smell spreading from Cui Yu's body.

The man's pupils reflected a bright fire. It was different from the blue underworld fire, but a thick red flame. It came from the furnace of the underworld and was Cui Yu's most feared Tu Ling Fire. Any living thing it came into contact with would be instantly melted. Stripped of all attributes and turned into a pool of blood.

"No, it's impossible..."

Cui Yu's brain shut down for a moment. He had been killed by the fire and almost lost all his memory. He was tortured endlessly for nineteen days.

For the first time, Zhang Sheng saw fear in the man's eyes. He swallowed his saliva and subconsciously reassured: "It's okay, I have learned the healing technique."

Thirteen, before this name, he had never had any emotions.

He survives by imitating the living soul. He knows that people are afraid of the cold, rely on hugs to keep warm, and use force to possess. This is what he has learned in these long years.

But he suddenly covered his burned and ulcerated chest, feeling the pain seeping from his fabricated body into his skin and bones.

Cui Yu looked at the familiar Tu Linghuo in despair, his mind falling into chaos.

Zhang Sheng supported the shield technique, set up a barrier to trap the two people, and planned to use the ghost exorcism formation to attack and escape.

Cui Yu stopped him, his fingernails soaked in blood: "The ghost exorcism formation is useless, this is not an ordinary evil spirit, but an evil spirit."