Just became a ghost, someone jumped on my grave

“I didn’t expect to die like this, it’s a pity.”

Zhao Shao shook his head and put the pocket pistol into his pocket.

A few strong men around stood there expressionless.

Following Zhao Shao for many years, this kind of thing, they have long seen it.

“Just now, Bai Qingxue said that Wang Jie died here ten years ago, I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

A middle-aged man next to him was obviously a little higher than the other strong men, and he spoke.

“Wang Jie’s guys don’t know if they are dead or alive, so they have to bet with Ben Shao, and they never return.”

“Bai Qingxue is the most suspicious, otherwise over the years, those major families would not have targeted the Bai family so much.”

“Okay, don’t discuss this, it’s not early, let’s go back, Young Master Ben just went back to take a hot shower and dyed his body.”

Saying that, Zhao Shao was about to turn around, and at this moment, the middle-aged man’s face became ugly.

Because he found that the mist ahead suddenly rolled up, like a beast that chose people to eat.

At the same time, he seemed to see shadows floating in the mist.

This made his eyes can’t help but show a little fear.

After all, he is just an ordinary person.

“Young master, I have long checked the information, this place used to have a mass grave, and then suddenly one day the black gas was pervasive, and it was shrouded in black fog everywhere, turning into a Jedi, and occasionally pedestrians broke in, and it was inevitable to get seriously ill after returning home.”

“Ten years ago, before Wang Jie died, he had a video call with his friends, and his friends said that they found supernatural things in the video, and Bai Qingxue also said that they were killed by ghosts when questioned by the supervisors.”

“Young Master, let’s run, what can we do if there are really any ghosts in it?”

Saying that, the old man escaped a few talismans from his arms and wanted to hand them to Zhao Shao.

“This is what I asked the Dao Elder of the White Cloud Temple to help me draw, the Dao Elder of the White Cloud Temple can do spells and is very spiritual.”

When Zhao Shao heard this, he couldn’t help but snort coldly.

“Uncle Kang, you also know that I have never believed in this thing, my life is hard, and ghosts dare not approach.”

Just as the words fell, there was a chill in his neck, and when he turned his head, he saw a ghost claw on his shoulder.

There was black qi above that ghost claw.

“I’d rather see how hard your life is.”

The erratic voice entered his ears, tickling, but it made Zhao Shao’s cold hair stand up instantly.

And Uncle Kang and those strong men showed horror on their faces.

From their point of view, they just saw behind Zhao Shao, a miserable white grimace, a pair of dead fish eyes, looking at people with numb scalps.

Uncle Kang held the yellow talisman in his hand, he had followed Zhao Shao to do countless things that hurt heaven and reason over the years, and he didn’t know how many people he had killed, but he still felt trembling.

“Run.”

A thought arose in Uncle Kang’s heart, no matter how loyal he was to Zhao Shao, he couldn’t suppress the fear in his heart.

It’s just that as soon as he turned around, he found that the road he came from had been covered by a black fog.

And in the black fog, there are many ghosts, and countless shadows are floating.

A pair of eyes looked at them greedily.

I don’t know how many ghosts there are.

Those strong men were also stiff.

There was a ghost with a long tongue sticking out to the head of a strong man, so licking.

The strong man’s head was rolled down, and before the blood could gush out, it turned into a dry corpse and fell to the ground.

Another strong man was terrified, took out a pistol, and pulled the trigger on one of the ghosts.

“Bang!”

The sound of gunfire echoed in the sky.

The bullet passed through the black shadow, and the black shadow shook for a while, as if the surface of the water fluctuated by stones.

That is, the next moment when the strong man pulled the trigger.

Ghosts swarmed up.

This is absolutely a horrific scene.

A strong man was strangled by a branch that fell from a tree, strangled him, and then hung into the air and strangled alive.

There was also a strong man whose feet were entangled in a grass in the ground, pulled into the ground, and suffocated inside.

Uncle Kang was even more miserable, he was strangled by his own hands around his neck.

In the end, only Zhao Shao was left, and at this moment, his face was terrified, his pants were soaked with yellow urine, and he kept swinging.

“No, don’t kill me.”

However, what responded to him was a miserable white head, gently approaching his neck, then opening its mouth and biting down on his neck.

As a result, Zhao Shao’s body became dry and flat between the shaking of his body.

In the end, it became a dry corpse.

Bai Qingxue, who had already broken his head and was on the verge of death, quietly watched his enemies die one by one in front of him, and his eyes showed a little happiness.

Ghosts float around, making cheerful sounds, as if sharing a gourmet feast.

It wasn’t until all the strong men turned into dry corpses that an old man in a Zhongshan suit came out of the fog.

Came to Bai Qingxue’s face.

“You are going to die, but you are lucky to be chosen by the ancestor.”

The Long Hatred Ghost King finished speaking.

He winked at the two imps next to him.

The two imps lifted Bai Qingxue’s arm left and right and walked towards the depths of the ghost domain.