C154 Ghosts

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I turned to Mr. Zhao and asked, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Zhao finally opened his mouth, but the words he said sounded weird: "Nothing happened."

I said, "Take advantage of this moment and quickly find my foster-grandpa. What about the Heart Devouring Demon Box? I have to torture the former general. "

Mr. Zhao said, "What foster-grandpa? Where is the foster-grandpa located? "

I was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up and changed my words: "It's not my foster-grandpa, it's Hu Chujiu's foster-grandpa. I was too anxious and didn't explain it clearly."

Mr. Zhao said, "Hu Chujiu's foster-grandpa. Wasn't it sent out by Hu Dali? It's almost in town now, isn't it? "

I was stunned, thinking to myself, what's going on with Mr. Zhao today, why does he keep interrupting me?

But then I realized it wasn't that simple. The Mr. Zhao might be a little out of tune normally, but he would never be vague about big matters. He knows that I am nervous about the foster-grandpa, and that it is impossible for him to tease me at this time.

So I said vaguely, "Oh, you're in town?"

Then I stood among them, dazed, not knowing what to do. I think the atmosphere here is a little depressing.

Hm? Wait, depress? I suddenly felt fear: Nagzul might still be here.

As expected, the paper man that was torn to shreds by the Nagzul moved again. He slowly got up from the ground, stretched out his hands to tidy up his broken body, and then walked crookedly towards us.

This paper man is different from clan uncle, but I sensed the same aura from them: Nagzul's aura.

I suddenly remembered something the Mr. Zhao had told me not long ago: "Legend has it that the Nagzul are neither human nor spirit, they don't have a fixed form."

The paper man walked in front of me and said faintly, "So there is another soul here."

I nervously said, "Nope."

The paper man asked me, "Where are the souls?"

"We're in town," I said.

The paper man sneered. "I don't believe you."

After that, with a "hualala" sound, the paper man suddenly opened up and the bamboo strips in the middle fell to the ground. He turned into a white piece of paper and wrapped me within it.

I felt cut off from the rest of the world, and from the moment I was born until now, scenes flashed through my mind like a movie.

What is this? Does a man look back on his life before he dies?

Just as I was panicking, I suddenly thought: Crap, this isn't looking back at my life, it's Nagzul looking through my memories.

I didn't know how to deal with him, so I could only close my eyes and repeat myself, "Don't think, don't think."

The more I don't think about it, the more my thoughts will land on the foster-grandpa. I could only desperately divert my attention to other things.

I thought of the Master Xue, thought of the shadow behind me, thought of how I had been his accomplice.

Suddenly, the paper man released me with a 'hua' sound.

For some reason, I looked at him and saw that the white piece of paper had suddenly started to burn. A moment later, it turned into a pile of ashes.

Soon after, that oppressive aura disappeared. This tomb, though still eerie, doesn't feel so strange anymore. I even feel a little familiar with the tomb now.

I asked the Mr. Zhao hesitantly, "Has the Nagzul left?"

Mr. Zhao also said uncertainly: "He probably left, but... Why did he leave? "

Mr. Zhao pulled me to the side and said, "I saw that Nagzul was in a hurry to leave. How did you do that?"

I told him what had happened. Mr. Zhao immediately found the crux of the matter, and said softly, "Looks like this Master Xue does not have a small background. Even the Nagzul has to hide. "

When I heard this, my heart became even more flustered, because Master Xue was obviously not my friend. The bigger his background, the more dangerous I'll be.

I sighed and said to Mr. Zhao: "Let's talk about the matters of Master Xue in the future. First find my foster-grandpa."

Mr. Zhao nodded his head and took out the Heart Devouring Demon Box. Then, he walked in front of the former general.

The former general said: "Hu Mancang's soul is too ordinary, I was worried that he would not be able to endure the Nagzul's interrogation, so I helped him become a substitute. Shouldn't you be grateful to me? If I wasn't prepared, he would be the one who was taken away. "

I said, "Don't pretend. If not for you thinking that you are clever, putting on a paper man to look like Hu Mancang, how could Nagzul have discovered you? "

Mr. Zhao said, "Don't say too much. Hand over your soul, or else I'll let you have a taste of being devoured by ten thousand ghosts."

The ex-general sighed, "I can't explain where Hu Mancang's soul is. Someone hid it."

"Who's hiding?" I asked.

The former general pointed behind him, and the person he was referring to was the Ghosts.

When the Ghosts saw that we were all pointing at him, his face revealed a terrified expression. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Someone else asked me to do it, it's none of my business."

I asked the Ghosts: "Who told you to do this?"

Ghosts said, "My master asked me to do it."

I looked at the general again. "It's not you?"

The former general said lightly, "I am not his master."

Mr. Zhao was annoyed listening to that and shouted loudly, "What master is not master? If I don't give you some punishment, you won't tell me the truth. "

I also don't know where Mr. Zhao got to, but the ghosts on top of the Heart Devouring Demon Box started to make rustling sounds. Obviously, they were gnawing at the heart of the former general.

The former general screamed and fell to the ground in pain. He crawled up, wanting to snatch the Mr. Zhao's box, but that heart-wrenching pain made him weak.

The former general's movements were slow, he staggered, and was kicked down by the Mr. Zhao.

The former general fell to the ground. He slowly got up again. With a "plop" sound, he kneeled in front of Ghosts.

I was flabbergasted. "What is going on?" How could the master kneel to a villain? "

Not only did the former general kneel down, he even heavily kowtowed as he muttered, "This is really unbearable, I can't take it anymore."

Ghosts calmly accepted the bow, and said indifferently: "If you can't endure it, then don't endure it."

As if relieved, the former general thanked him and a cloud of black smoke emerged from the armor. He had disappeared, leaving only a mess of armor on the ground.

I was stunned and asked the Mr. Zhao, "Was he scared out of his wits?"

Mr. Zhao played with the Heart Devouring Demon Box, "That shouldn't be the case. The Heart Devouring Demon Box will only cause pain and not death. "

When he opened the box, I saw that the heart inside was gone, replaced by a yellow paper folded into a small piece. I unfolded it and saw some mysterious runes drawn on it.

Grandpa Gu said with an ugly expression, "I understand. He's not a former general at all. "

I looked at Grandpa Gu. "What do you mean?"

Grandpa Gu said, "I've heard of a legend. There was a general who had done countless meritorious deeds and killed countless people in the battlefield. Later on, when he was old enough, he was demobilized and returned to the field. The Emperor, for his hard work, gave him good land and ordered people to build a special mansion. "

"The general was unarmed, but his enemies did not forget their hatred. Among his enemies, someone had bribed an assassin with everything he had. In the dead of night, someone had snuck into the mansion to assassinate the general. "

"This assassin's skills are very good. He snuck into the general's bedroom early in the morning. After the light, the general went to bed. And the assassin jumped off the beam. "

"He took the dagger out of his pocket and walked towards the general's bed, one step at a time. This dagger had also killed countless people, and its glow was extremely cold. But right at this moment, the assassin heard a sound from behind him. He turned his head and saw the general's armor standing behind him. "

"The assassin was scared out of his wits by the armor. He didn't even have time to run before the armor chopped off the assassin's head."

After the Mr. Zhao heard this, he whispered, "Is it because the general killed too many people, his armor has too many grievances, and he has gained intelligence?"

Grandpa Gu nodded.

At this time, the Ghosts laughed and said, "You people are truly knowledgeable. "Not bad, not bad at all."

I turned my head and saw the Ghosts slowly putting on his armor.

When he was in the Ghosts, he seemed like an ordinary little ghost, and no one took him seriously. However, when he put on the armor, he immediately felt a sense of majesty.

I suddenly came to a realization. "You're the real former general."

Ghosts waved his hand, "I would rather you call me Ghosts. I'm just a little kid from his old family. "

As he spoke, he slowly turned around and bowed towards the depths of the tomb.

I said hesitantly, "You are Ghosts? Whose Ghosts are you? Could it be the Ghost Prison? "

Ghosts nodded slowly.

He stroked the armor on his body. This armor has intelligence, so I had someone draw a rune to make a fake heart and put it inside the armor. Only with this heart could the resentment on the armor slowly gather and become a soul. Of course, this soul is also fake. "

I whispered, "No wonder when Nagzul walked to the armor, he jumped over without even looking."

Things weren't going to be so easy right now. We did our best to make the former general swear that he was a fake.

Now that the Ghosts is standing in front of us, we don't have anything on him, so we can only bite the bullet and take one step at a time.

I said to the Ghosts: "Where's Hu Mancang?"

Ghosts pointed to the depths of the tomb. They are currently chatting with my master. "

Without waiting for me to speak further, Ghosts said lightly: "It's very simple for you to bring Hu Mancang away. It is very fair for one soul to be exchanged with another for Hu Chujiu. "

Mr. Zhao suddenly laughed: "Alright, I'll let Hu Chujiu come. You guys wait for me, I'll go get him. "

After which, he hurriedly left.

I don't know what the Mr. Zhao is doing, but he'll be back in five or six minutes. Not only had he returned, but he had brought the other one with him.

He pointed at me, then smiled at Ghosts and said: "He's here, where's Hu Mancang."