Chapter 1 Prologue
Chapter 1 Prologue
此时是2016年10月30日晚上10点43分,距离王小默的老板跑路还有36小时08分。对此,王小默一无所知。
He had just finished watching the latest release of "Donkey Gets Water" and was walking on the dark and deserted street of Wuxing Road, humming the lyrics of "I want you to dress me" in a delicate voice, feeling deeply that the intellectuals A hypocritical and ugly face.
Wuxing Road is a small north-south road running through the residential area, with a long uphill slope.Wang Xiaomo's pace became slower and slower.The autumn night is getting cooler, the street lights are not bright, and the small road is particularly gloomy. Occasionally, one or two cars pass by with high beams, leaving a more silent darkness.
Although Wang Xiaomo walks heavily, he is in a good mood: eating hamburgers, drinking Coke and watching movies is simply one of the great pleasures in life.Although there are occasionally a few lonely ghosts passing by, they can't offset the joy in the slightest.
Wang Xiaomo can see ghosts, he was born with it.Oh, by the way, he also raised one, which was hidden in a heart-shaped obsidian hanging around his neck. It was named "Symbol", and he was a very cute child who loved to eat souls and spiritual power.Ten thousand times cuter than the suspender ghost behind him.
On the 180-meter road that he walked, this suspender ghost secretly blew air on his neck and ears [-] times, and even let out a rattling laugh, which was really naughty.Wang Xiaomo doesn't care about this kind of mischievous and harmless ghost that can only scare people. He never got rid of one since he was a child.He is willing to lie to himself that he is an ordinary person.Even in the eyes of others, this person is a bit strange.
When this persevering ghost blew No.19 times, Xiao Mo couldn't bear it and shouted: "Boot!"
The kid is too deceitful!
Wang Xiaomo's big and round earlobe is a sensitive point.Well, that's not what it means.This is entirely the psychological shadow left by my old mother who grabbed my ear and beat me when I was a child.When an outsider touches it, his heart trembles. If anyone dares to twist his ears, tears will flow out instantly, an uncontrollable pure physiological reaction.
The silver spiritual power spread out from Xiao Mo's body, forming a chain shape, locking the boot ghost in it, unable to move.
The Suspender Ghost had a frightened expression on his face, he didn't expect to be able to blow on the iron plate even if he blows on it.He is about 1 meters tall, and the gray ghost shadow vaguely shows the outline of the person. Only the white eyes reveal a few traces of panic. In order to break free from the chains, the whole person is like a kelp floating in the sea, undulating, inexplicable There is a sense of joy, very much like Munch's "The Scream".
Wang Xiaomo pursed his lips, trying to restrain the upturned corners of his mouth, a trace of spiritual power was released from his fingertips, and it was lightly pumped on the ghost, and his tone was flat: "Scare someone at night, you are looking for pumping!"
Every time he hit, the Suspender Ghost trembled all over, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~" ecstasy, quite aggrieved: "I can't get out during the daytime..."
The corner of Wang Xiaomo's mouth twitched.This logic is gone.
"Don't hit me again! If you hit me again, I will be saved! I don't want to be saved..." the Suspender Ghost yelled.
"It turns out there are still ghosts who don't want to be saved. It's really strange." Wang Xiaomo stopped his hands, wondering.
"What's so strange about this? Not everyone wants to live. Similarly, not all ghosts want to be reincarnated. Who knows what will happen when they get to the underworld. It's best to forget this life and start a new life. Being a human is so hard, it's better to be an orphan." The soul and wild ghosts are comfortable." The hanging boot ghost squinted his eyes, and he had a bit of a fairy-tale air that pierced the world of mortals.
"You put away the chains, why do you have such a deep spiritual power, I will be overwhelmed by you!" Suspender Ghost yelled when he realized that his gray figure was gradually becoming transparent.
With a wave of Wang Xiaomo's hand, the spiritual power dissipated: "If the ghost continues to wander and does not return to the underworld, it will easily perish or become a evil spirit to harm one party. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the future generations. Being a ghost is not spicy. How selfish, ghost."
"Actually, I'm protecting a woman. She is someone I love deeply. I walk on this road every day, guarding her from get off work and preventing her from being bullied by bad guys. I can't bear to leave~" Sudden Boots made a heart shape with both hands, cadenced The pitch is like singing a love song.
"It's true." Wang Xiaomo muttered, "Since this is the case, you can take care of yourself."
Suspender Ghost was stunned for a moment, and said: "It's also the first time I've met a psychic master, and all of you psychic masters are like... um... reasonable, don't you need to ask me why? I've made it up... and the idea is ready. "
Wang Xiaomo looked up at him contemptuously, "Ghosts are interested..."
Wang Xiaomo's words are full of justice, but he is a cold person in his heart.This ghost made his own decision, and he has no reason to force it.
Because of the delay, the night became more and more quiet at this time.Feeling the coldness, Wang Xiaomo rolled up his sleeves with his hands, and continued to walk forward. There was no light on the dark road, so he had to take out his Huawei Enjoy 5, but found that it had been turned off at some point.
Time always seemed long in the silence, Wang Xiaomo crawled uphill slowly, his heart was broken, and when he looked up, it was dark, not even a car, and the silence was scary.He silently read a sentence: "Could it be that I met a ghost and hit the wall."
"That's right, it's a ghost hitting the wall." Ordinary lonely ghosts have no effect on people, and they are insignificant existences.Only when resentment continues to grow, forming resentment, and becoming an evil ghost, can it cause physical harm to people, and even interfere with people's brain waves, forming a ghost hitting the wall.
The sac floated out from the obsidian, and the soft and waxy child's voice revealed a bit of depth at this time.
He is about the height of a three-year-old child. His eyes are big and round, his skin is white and tender, he is wearing a small blue suit, and his hair is neither short nor long, and his hair is soft and fluttering in the wind. Explosively cute.
Wang Xiaomo couldn't hold back, he pulled him into his arms, stroked his soft and cute head, and smiled idiotically.Having gotten used to someone's wretched behavior, Xi Nang clasped his fists indifferently, and said, "Be serious, I feel that this ghost's resentment is very strong."
"With you here, I have nothing to fear. You haven't come out to talk to me for more than ten days, don't be so cold." Wang Xiaomo pinched his throat and acted like a baby.
"Who made you grow up and become cheap, annoying." Xi Nang mercilessly.
"This evil ghost has strong grievances, just enough to give me a full meal, look for it quickly, and don't let him run away!" Xi Nang kicked Xiao Mo behind him, urging him.
Although Xi Nang kept saying that he wanted to eat souls, he had never done so.Wang Xiaomo only regarded him as a habit of nagging.
"It's dark and winter around here, who knows where the evil spirits are? Let's just sit and wait." Xiao Mo kicked his feet, and Bai walked a lot of wrong roads.For a person like him who can lie down instead of standing, and has to take the bus at every stop during the day, this road that can never find an exit has already left him useless, and he really has no strength to fight evil spirits.
Xiao Mo sat down on the curb, paralyzed there, looking like he was waiting to die.
"Idiot!" Xi Nang snorted coldly, "Wait to be eaten." Xi Nang is most annoyed by Xiao Mo's dejected look of eating and waiting to die: he sleeps in if he is not a refresher, he is too lazy to move, no matter what, he doesn't want to exercise .Three steps and one kick, one hundred steps and one spread.
The more you think about it, the more you get angry, and you rush into the obsidian again in a blink of an eye.
"Ancestor, aren't you hungry? The big meal is in front of you, you can't be delayed because of the small one." I really don't know which sentence offended the little ancestor.This time, Ren Xiaomo couldn't shout out.
He pondered in his heart, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't see a single ghost, and there was no one around. Maybe some evil ghost passed by and accidentally affected his brain waves.Wait for the ghost to leave, and the ghost will break the wall naturally.
At this time, the night was getting dark and it was suitable to sing a song. Wang Xiaomo hummed with his voice, which was worse than howling ghosts and wolves, with his head down: "I want~you are by my side, I want~you to dress me~this The night wind blows my heart itchy my love... oh, who hit me."
"Sorry. I thought it was an evil spirit with a broken voice." A pine cone rolled down from Xiaomo's head.
I saw a person holding a red mahogany sword, his face could not be seen clearly in the thick night, but the voice was gentle and magnetic, with a hint of playfulness, as if knocking on the tip of the heart, arousing layers of ripples, smudged to the bottom of the heart.
Xiao Mo's heart skipped a beat, what the hell, where did she come from a superb voice actor, her ears are almost pregnant.I'm using voice control~ The original dissatisfaction and shock dissipated in an instant, and Xiao Mo distributed a few strands of spiritual power to form a silver light cluster on his fingertips, and raised his hand to shine on the man's face.
Well, he has a nose and eyes, a bit like Wu Yanzu, born with a sexy blessing, although he is handsome but does not have an amazing voice, Xiao Mo felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"What a strong spiritual power!" Bai Xuan couldn't help but admire.The strength of the spiritual power can be detected from the color of the spiritual power, although they are all silver, but the stronger it is, the thicker it is, and it will even shine brightly.In addition, the person in front of him can easily compress the spiritual power into a group, so it can be seen that the spiritual power is strong, and he must be someone from the spirit-eliminating family.
Bai Xuan was disturbed by the evil spirit just now, and was trapped in the darkness, when he suddenly heard someone's extremely haunting singing, he held the Seven Stars Sword tightly, fearing that it was another evil spirit released by the old man.Following the sound, I saw a person sitting cross-legged on the ground, blowing with his mouth puffed so that the bangs on his forehead fluttered, and he did not forget the lingering humming lyrics.The look of leisure and contentment does not seem to be trapped in the land of evil spirits, but rather like an outing.
But the singing was so penetrating that Bai Xuan couldn't bear to interrupt someone's narcissism.
"Which family are you from, why have you never seen it before?" Bai Xuan looked at him warily.
Xiao Mo waved his hand, and said: "I don't know what the spirit-removing family is, the spiritual power is naturally strong. I don't know if I'm bothering you... The Taoist priest has eliminated the spirit..." Xiao Mo thought about the person holding the mahogany sword , should be called Daochang.
"Be careful!" Before Xiao Mo finished chanting, Bai Xuan grabbed Xiao Mo's wrist and pulled him forward.
Xiao Mo staggered, put his hands on Bai Xuan's chest, looked up and found that he was a head shorter than that man, what the fuck, at least 1 meters!Living in Dashan, 1 meters, it is really heart-wrenching!
The evil ghost was about three meters high, a black shadow in the shape of a human, exuding a cold ghostly aura, very similar to the shadow of a demon in the magical world, quietly appearing in front of the two of them.Two streaks of black resentment shot out from its body, attacking the two of them extremely quickly.
"Damn it!" Wang Xiaomo rolled on the spot, ate a mouthful of dirt, and kept lying on the ground, "Bah! Bah! Bah!"
Bai Xuan neatly turned over to avoid the attack, and raised his sword to strike across.According to legend, the seven-star attacking sword was transformed from the peach wood of the Queen Mother for ten thousand years, and it is the most yang-expelling evil thing in the world.It's a pity that although Bai Xuan has treasures, he doesn't have the power to destroy spirits. A single strike of the sword can make the evil spirit take a step back and yell, causing a more violent attack.
I saw the black shadow pulling out thousands of black threads, or twisting and winding and turning into a ball, coming towards the two of them.Humans are very fragile creatures. Where the resentment touches the body, it can be sore, weak, and bruised, and it can hurt the soul in severe cases. It changes from a living spirit to a dead spirit, the body disappears, and the soul is withdrawn, and it does not enter reincarnation.
Seeing that the two of them were about to be surrounded by black silk, Wang Xiaomo yelled: "Bound!" Thousands of spiritual power wrapped around the black silk, canceling each other out, and more spiritual power formed chains to lock the evil spirits.
The evil spirit was trapped inside, struggling constantly, and his figure became bigger and smaller, bright and dark.The thick chain on the wrist is constantly offset by the resentment force, and gradually becomes thinner, ready to break at any time.
"Damn it, what the hell is this? I'm about to lose my spiritual power." Wang Xiaomo clasped his hands into fists, showing a wrinkled face with constipation!
Bai Xuan watched quietly from the side, always feeling that something was wrong, he was inexperienced in real battles, and suddenly couldn't remember the reason.About 10 minutes later, it was found that the chain had almost turned into thin threads, and the evil spirit was about to break free.He suddenly remembered: "Are you an idiot? During the battle, you still think about purification. Do you have any spiritual power?"
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