Chapter 206

As soon as the voice fell, Jiujiu received the lost look on Han Shuo's face. It was estimated that she was hurt to her self-esteem. Jiujiu blinked, thought and said, "otherwise, go and buy me some glutinous rice and sesame oil paper money. I want to use it at night."

Han Shuo: "OK."

With that, Jiujiu puts Xiaobai into Han Shuo's arms, tells Xiaobai to take good care of Han Shuo, and then turns around and leaves.

Looking at Jiujiu's back, Han Shuo's eyes dimmed for a moment. For a long time, he walked towards the dormitory with Xiaobai in his arms.

Xiaobai licked his claws and said slowly, "don't worry, my master is very powerful."

Han Shuo looks at Xiaobai, who looks like a dog, but likes licking his paws as much as a cat. He is quite speechless. He smokes at the corner of his mouth and doesn't answer.

Go to a deserted alley, Jiujiu directly invisible, and then walk towards the anatomy room of the medical college.

As soon as I got to the door, I saw a man in a white coat sneaking towards the anatomy room with a bag. Jiujiu hurriedly followed up.

The man walked to the secret room, opened the door, threw the bag in and left directly.

Jiujiu passes through the secret room door. Because of dawn, the old ghost seems to have a rest, but from her solidified body, it can be seen that the strength of the old ghost has increased a bit. Jiujiu opens the bag with blood and meat in it, just like Li Zhuo's body who jumped out of a building last night.

Rather disgusting, he kicked the bag aside. After thinking that he was going to ask Li Zhuo how he died tonight, Jiu Jiu was disgusted and received the bag containing Li Zhuo's body into the steamed stuffed bun space. Then he turned and left.

Until Jiujiu left, the old ghost who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. There was no sense of sleepiness in Qingming's eyes. It was clear that he was pretending to sleep.

Jiujiu wandered around, but she still couldn't find the hell gate mentioned by Xiaobai. She had to go back to Han Shuo's dormitory and wait for the night.

Originally, Jiujiu came to Li Zhuo alone, but Han Shuo had to accompany her. Jiujiu had no choice but to let Han Shuo with her.

Because of the sudden cold weather, the campus, which used to be lively like a market at night, is now deserted. Walking towards the teaching building, the yellow street lights and the rustling leaves have deepened the terrible atmosphere.

Han Shuo holds Xiaobai and asks Jiujiu to buy sesame oil paper money and closely follows Jiujiu's back.

The teaching building at night is dark. With the cold smell of tonight, it is particularly scary.

They climbed the stairs to the roof and looked at the heavy cumulonimbus cloud above their heads. Jiujiu's eyebrows frowned without trace.

The night belongs to those creatures. Even if there is Jiujiu's peace symbol, Han Shuo still feels the biting chill. He subconsciously rubbed his arm, held Xiaobai tight, looked at Jiujiu and asked, "what are we doing here?"

Jiujiu pursed her lips: "of course it's a ghost."

Han Shuo's voice trembled and his body trembled: "recruit ghosts?"

Jiujiu nodded: "naturally, it's a ghost. Don't you want to know how your classmate died?"

Han Shuo's mind immediately poured out the picture of Li Zhuo posted by unknown person in today's campus Post Bar Forum.

In the photo, Li Zhuo's face was smashed and even his brain fell out, and the bones on his body were broken section by section because of the huge impact. He died without a whole body. It should be like Li Zhuo, but now, Jiujiu wants to recruit Li Zhuo.

Han Shuo swallowed a mouthful of water and subconsciously said, "Jiujiu, what did you ask him to do?"

Jiujiu poured the glutinous rice into the bowl, then took out three incense sticks, lit it and said naturally, "of course, ask who killed him."

"He, didn't he commit suicide?"

"Who told you he committed suicide." Jiujiu asked Xiaobai to take Han Shuo away, then inserted the incense into the glutinous rice, and then began to recite the calling curse.

Han Shuo only felt that a dark wind was blowing. Jiujiu suddenly had a bloody shadow in front of him. Vaguely, he seemed to recognize that this person was Li Zhuo.

Jiujiu looked at Li Zhuo standing in front of him and looked slightly cold: "grievances have heads and debts have owners. I can surpass your reincarnation, but tell me who killed you?"

Li Zhuo was stunned. His face, which had been torn apart, became more and more distorted. After listening to it, his body suddenly doubled and his face became more and more terrible. Han Shuo was almost scared to cry out and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Accompany me, accompany me, accompany me." Li Zhuo turned a deaf ear to Jiujiu's words. A pair of congested eyes stared at Han Shuo, with a low voice and a trace of resentment. It was obvious that he wanted to hook away Han Shuo's soul and find a replacement for the dead ghost.

Jiujiu threw out Li Zhuo's body and said in a harsh voice, "tell me who killed you. I'll avenge you and reincarnate you. Otherwise, I'll kill you."

Li Zhuo's figure was slightly stunned. A moment later, he seemed to be irritated. The originally fragmented face suddenly burst out a trace of Yin Qi as thick as substance. He opened his mouth suddenly, revealed a sharp tooth, and smiled at Jiujiu and Han Shuo.

Yin said with pity: "I want you to die, I want you to die, I want you to accompany me."

Li Zhuo shouted and rushed towards Han Shuo.

Jiujiu shook slightly, grabbed Li Zhuo's arm, raised her fist and hit Li Zhuo directly in the face.

Although Jiu Jiu is a ghost, he has not known how many years he has existed, and he practices the right mental method. He has the right breath and hits it with a fist. Li Zhuo's face dripping blood on the ground suddenly becomes hazy.

Li Zhuo shouted, and the black air shrouded in him dispersed a lot in an instant.

Bang bang~

Jiuyi smashed more than a dozen fists. The Yin Qi on Li Zhuo had already dispersed. He lay on the ground, his body was almost transparent, and begged for mercy: "immortal, immortal, forgive me."

It seems that it is useless to see himself shouting Jiujiu. Li Zhuo quickly looks at Han Shuo. His fragmented face shows a humanized look of fear and whispers for mercy: "Han Shuo, Han Shuo, help me, help me."

Han Shuo looked awkwardly at Li Zhuo, who wanted to kill himself just now, and begged for mercy, but he thought that Li Zhuo had a good relationship with himself. They also went to the Internet cafe together. After playing all night, they shouted Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, why don't you spare him."

Jiujiu lowered his head and glanced at Li Zhuo lightly. With a touch of threat in his contemptuous sight, he threw Li Zhuo to the ground as if he were throwing garbage. Pointing to his body, he said, "choose one from the other if you are over or killed."

Li Zhuo's huge body trembled, and his face turned into what it had been before. He looked at Jiujiu timidly and whispered, "I said, I said."