Chapter 950

Those ghosts seemed to be trapped in it and could not get out at all.

I frowned, waved my palms and sprinkled a few blank pieces of yellow paper. The yellow paper was not affected by the blood-red mist, and directly hovered over the ghosts and put them all in.

Unexpectedly, these ghosts were no longer clean. After they entered the talisman paper, the talisman paper gradually changed color. The originally pure yellow paper slowly blackened some melanin to invade under the naked eye, and instantly turned into pieces of charred waste paper.

These signs were actually affected by ghosts!

Our pupils shrank, and we had countless ghosts and ghosts, but this has never happened. These things that were not powerful, unexpectedly, were so fierce that they were hard to resemble.

Even, to be on the safe side, I had to throw these talisman papers into the space city. Fortunately, after isolating the space, the things finally stopped corroding, but they still remained as black as before. I didn't dare to force myself before, for fear that these things would turn into ashes.

If the talisman paper that collects the ghost is destroyed, even if the ghosts inside will not be completely dispersed, they will be severely damaged, so that there will be no turning back in the end.

After putting the yellow paper into the Demon Temple, I directly brought them out and handed them over to the Sky-Swallowing Beast and Ghost Tortoise, and activated the visual function of the space city.

"Isn't this the bloody water of the Western Ghost Realm? How could it appear here!" Seeing this, the ghost turtle exclaimed, obviously a little surprised.

I frowned secretly and began to doubt. The moment the old ghost-headed wife disappeared, she seemed to have said something, Afang, the treasure of the underground palace.

"Can the Yin-Yang Ghost Puppets that appeared in Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum before, and the owner behind them was the old ghost head?" The fat man also reacted and said in a lost voice.

My face looked very ugly. I had thought about countless possibilities before, but I didn't expect that the missing old ghost head was on the old ghost head. Now it seems that even if the things I had not raised by the old ghost head himself, they were related to this old lady.

In this way, a few months ago, the caves we saw at the entrance of the real Qin Shihuang Mausoleum were all made by the old ghost couple? And at that time, they had already entered the imperial tomb!

"Damn it, that old man Hao Ren said that his lifelong wish was to be able to see several imperial tombs, but unexpectedly, when this old man dared not take action, he was already the first to be climbed by the old ghost!" The fat man yi complained and took out the phone, wanting to call Hao Ren to question him.

Mei Liangxin and I were too lazy to care about him. At this time, he was still in the mood to study this issue!

However, we also know that he wanted to ask about the old ghost head. After all, there should be few in the entire world, and he is more familiar with these things and tombs than Hao Ren.

At the same time, the dust on other picture frames in the room was gradually washed away by the blood-red weapons, revealing its true appearance.

Among those things, they were all beautiful pictures of beautiful women who looked very beautiful, but they were far from the previous young version of the old lady.

In the blood mist, these women were all struggling miserably, bleeding from their seven orifices, howling. And they were the kind of high-decibel screams that were completely different from ghosts and howlings, and they almost broke their eardrums. They were like female ghosts fighting in groups, which made people ashamed.

But in an instant, the Anjie picture frames were all like the previous main picture frame, and they turned into blood-colored waterfalls. The figures inside also disappeared in an instant, as if they turned into parts of blood mist.

Mei Liangxin waved his hands and threw away the evil-exorcist talisman, but when these purple talisman papers touched the blood all over the ground, they turned into charred black, which was not much better than the yellow mount papers that had previously filled those ghosts.

"It's useless. It seems that only the silver talisman is temporarily possible to resist.

I shook my head, took out a stack of silver talismans, and quickly drew ghost texts with a talisman on the spot.

"Use the Bagua Mirror of Reincarnation, that thing is the nemesis of these evil spirits." The fat man screamed and threw out his phone. Then he reminded me, and began to curse and roared with all hissings:

"Damn you, you are so paralyzed, you dare to scare your fat grandpa!"

Hearing the fat man's howling, my hands that took out the gossip mirror trembled. I turned my head and looked at Mei Liangxin. I was still on the corridor ground. There was nothing on the screen, which signaled the time and what was the time. There was only an extremely familiar old face, sneering at us through the screen.

I am, Quiran is an old ghost!

While urging the Bagua Mirror of Reincarnation, I activated the Crane Eye of Reincarnation, and prepared to scan the entire basement again.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, the coffin that had been resisted by Fatty and Mei Liangxin into the warehouse was slid out of the door quickly along the blood.

"Damn it, it's a hell!" Mei Liangxin was also shocked. His face, which was originally calmer than the fat man, completely changed color. He even couldn't help but approach me and whispered: "Before, we should have been hit by this ghost thing!"

I shook my head, and I had already seen clearly in my eyes that there seemed to be some very light ghost text carvings at the bottom of the coffin, as if they were ghost formation runes.

However, there was no evil spirit in these things. Therefore, I immediately concluded that the silence of the fat men and the other ones before was definitely not related to the coffin where the old zombie had slept!

Next moment, it proved that my guess was correct.

I saw that wherever the coffin went, the blood mist dissipated, as if it was avoiding the coffin. The entire coffin was like a forbidden area, adding a bit of weirdness to the already weird basement.

However, we let go, at least it seems that even the old ghost dared not provoke this coffin easily

"Carry it away?" The fat man's eyes lit up, as if he was looking at the peerless beauty, his face was urgent.

I frowned and didn't move for the time being, but decided to put this thing into the space city when I left, so that the sky-swalking beast and the ghost turtle could sleep. Maybe there would be great benefits.

Moreover, what is even more surprising is that the Bagua Mirror of Reincarnation is not effective on these blood mists.
Chapter completed!