It turned out that the ghost house that appeared in the Poguiyuan community every evening was located underground in the real estate project. No wonder the people who were swallowed by the ghost house were swallowed up by the ghost house. They could not see anyone but die or die.

At this time, outside the small western-style building, there were more than a dozen sedan chairs lined up, each of which was blood-red and weird, as if they had just been painted with blood. In front of these sedan chairs were a group of sedan chairmen wearing big red and green clothes, and the men of the red businessmen were playing suona, beating gongs and drums, and setting off firecrackers. They were really happy.

If it were in ancient times, the standard for marrying a bride should be very high. Only wealthy or officials can do such things.

In the front of a row of sedan chairs, there was the largest sedan chair, and there was a matchmaker standing next to it. When the wind blew, he lifted the curtain and saw a beautiful woman sitting quietly, with a red veil and wearing a big red embroidered wedding robe. Although she couldn't see her appearance, her figure was Miao Erfang.

"It's Erfang!" Zhou Mi was surprised and happy, holding Huang Xiaolong's hand and hurriedly said, "Xiaolong... Erfang... she... is she okay?"

In fact, what Zhou Mi wanted to ask is whether Erfang is a human or a ghost now, but it seems unlucky to say this, so she changed her mouth.

"Haha, I've said it a long time ago. I've hidden talismans on her. Now, these ghosts can't do anything to her. Don't worry, although they are fascinated by ghosts, they are still alive." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a fishy smell came. Everyone looked in the sound and saw that trees were hung on both sides of a small road leading to the small western-style building. However, water droplets were dripping in these lanterns.

The water droplets are light yellow, like pus, emitting a foul smell.

"Xiaolong, what is that?" Xia Yingqi said.

"Hmph!" Huang Xiaolong's muscles twitched slightly, and his whole body was even more murderous.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong took out a talisman from his canvas bag. After it was burned, a golden light flashed. The big red lanterns hanging on the tree turned into curled corpses. At the chin of the corpse, there were flames burning, and while burning, a pus-like stinky liquid dripping downwards.

The face of each corpse is ferocious and resentful, extremely weird.

"Those smelly liquid are corpse oil. The evil spirits here are very cruel. They use corpses as lanterns." Huang Xiaolong smiled solemnly.

Under the illumination of the appearance of the talisman, the sedan chair, sedan chairwoman, matchmaker, etc. outside the small western-style building were also revealed.

It turns out that the so-called sedan chairs are all red coffins, and those guys, matchmakers, etc. are also miserable ghosts, with yin blood flowing in their mouths and a foolish smile on their faces.

Miao Erfang lay in a big red coffin with the lid lifted.

After seeing the truth, all the people around Huang Xiaolong's backs were cold, as if they were falling into an ice cellar.

"Okay, kill these watchdogs first, and then I will deal with the evil ghosts in the ghost house." Huang Xiaolong grabbed a handful of evil-killing talismans and threw them out directly.

Boom boom boom boom ~

The dense golden light, like thousands of arrows, was slashed with infinite Taoist power, killing all the yin energy around. The ghost souls let out heart-wrenching screams and ghost crying, and they were all destroyed, and their souls were annihilated and no longer existed.

After killing these ghosts, Huang Xiaolong and his men snatched them up and pulled Miao Erfang up from a big red coffin.

"Erfang!" Zhou Mi shouted.

Huang Xiaolong reached out and lifted Miao Erfang's big red veil, revealing her heavy makeup and ghost-like face.

Suddenly, Miao Erfang screamed, her eyes were resentful, and she opened her mouth and bit Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong took out a talisman with quick eyes and hands. He put it on her forehead. In an instant, the talisman spontaneously ignited, turned into golden light, and poured into Miao Erfang's body.

The ghost energy that was hidden on her suddenly disappeared, and her numb and gloomy eyes gradually regained their spirits.

"Uh" Miao Erfang's voice also changed, and she was completely normal, and she said suspiciously. "I...I am..."

"Erfang, you are finally ready!" Zhou Mi felt relieved and hugged Miao Erfang and cried bitterly.

In fact, although Miao Erfang was fascinated by ghosts and had been doing things against each other during this period, she could still remember some things. She looked at Huang Xiaolong, "I understand! It's you! It's you! It's you! You saved me!"

Seeing Miao Erfang getting better, everyone around was extremely pleased. Tonight, the contest between humans and ghosts did not allow ghosts to gain any advantage.

The bride Miao Erfang, selected by the evil ghost, hasn't she escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and returned to normal?

"You take care of her." Huang Xiaolong smiled, "Also, I'm waiting outside, I'll just go in."

"Xiaolong! I'll go in with you!" Xia Ying said quickly, "Didn't it mean that there is a ghost in this ghost house? I'm afraid you can't handle it alone, so it's okay if you help me."

"Hahaha, no need. Even if there are thousands of evil spirits, I will destroy them with one finger." Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently.

Such heroic words made Xia Ying, Zhou Mi and Miao Erfang's eyes flashed with the expression of a cynical figure.

Well...Which woman in the world doesn't like heroes?

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong walked towards the small western-style building.

"Be careful!" Zhou Mi shouted.

Huang Xiaolong walked to the front door without stopping. The door with the big red joy letter was open, and the inside was cold and dark.

Huang Xiaolong walked in.

As soon as the footsteps entered the house, ghost fires began to float.

Taking advantage of the glimmer of ghost fire, Huang Xiaolong observed and found that the situation in the house was the same as that in the old movies and the old society.

Suddenly, it was placed in the phonograph in the corner of the wall and the world, the era, and a relatively classic dance song.

At the same time, a strong and unrefined smell of blood began to fill every inch of the small western-style building, and Huang Xiaolong felt wet and sticky under his feet.

When I looked down, I saw that it was like water flooding, with thick black blood spreading, which had already covered Huang Xiaolong's upper and was still spreading upwards, quickly flooding Huang Xiaolong's calves.

"Hahahaha, the trick of ghosts covering their eyes is dare to cause trouble in front of me?" Huang Xiaolong was really angry and funny.

As my eyes turned, an oil painting appeared on the wall opposite.

This oil painting only uses two colors: black and white, just like a black and white photo.

There are five people in the painting, with pale faces and weird expressions, which should be a family portrait.

Among them was a couple in their fifties sitting on a chair, two girls in their twentysomething stood behind them, and the man among the middle-aged couple stood a seventeen-year-old boy next to them.

This young man looked stupid and stupid, he must be a fool.

"Oh... this is this small foreign building. The family of five people lived in before, but they all became evil ghosts. It seems that this small foreign building, also known as the ghost house, had a terrible murder case. Only when a person died suddenly would he become an evil ghost..." Huang Xiaolong murmured. "Uh... have you been destroyed? Who did it?"

Just then!

Dong~!!!

The gate of the small western-style building suddenly closed!

At the same time

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The five people in the oil painting all turned their eyes strangely, their mouths were raised, and they made a creepy cry of owls.

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Chapter completed!