I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 73

Jiang Zhou's pupils tightened slightly.

The voice was strange, and it seemed to be right behind him.

It was like someone was lying behind him, whispering in his ear.

Jiang Zhou could even feel the coolness behind his neck and at the base of his ears. It seemed that someone was blowing air. The cold hairs stood up one by one, but a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Jin Jiu also froze in place.

"Jiang Zhou..."

He didn't move, his body froze, his neck didn't move, he slowly moved his eyes to look at him, his eyes were a little terrified, and they were equally cold.

"Jiang Zhou, don't look back, this is the method of calling the soul, the most common method used by ghosts. If you turn back, you will startle the fire of Yang's soul and catch its way."

He was afraid that Jiang Zhou would not know how powerful it was, so he reminded him in a low voice.

Jiang Zhou blinked his eyelids.

My heart also began to sink.

How could he not know this ghost is called a ghost?

He had heard this statement before, but at that time his materialistic heart was firm and he scoffed at it.

But in this world, I have seen a lot of monsters and monsters with other demon guards before, and I have personally killed more than a dozen in the past few days. How dare you not believe it?
What's more, he also likes to read some books in the Sujingsi Tibetan Sutra Pavilion on weekdays, and he has seen this kind of thing.

The so-called:
Humans have three lamps, which cannot be extinguished and live forever.The sky lantern hangs overhead, and the lanterns are held in both hands.From the foot of the floor lamp, the thick soil bears the common people.

People hold three fires, and sky lanterns radiate soul fire.One in the skull, two left and right shoulders.The three fires are all bright, and ghosts and gods are avoided.

These three lamps are the three souls of a person, and the three fires are the Yang Linghuo essence manifested by the intersection of the three souls and the seven souls.

Qi and blood are masculine, and the body is strong, and the three fires will be bright.

If there is a problem with these three fires, there will be a problem with the human body and soul.

Weakness, lack of spirit, and weakness.

Without the use of ghosts, they can only wait to die and let them be slaughtered.

However, this ghost-called ghost is not something that ordinary ghosts can make.

Especially for these people who are martial arts and masculine.

Not to mention being called a soul, if they are illuminated by the Yang Linghuojing on their bodies, they have to retreat.

He and Jin Jiu were in a cold sweat, not because of fear.

It was because he was frightened by the ghost call.

It's just summer, and autumn has not yet begun.

A word can make them two martial arts ninth-rank souls and fire yang spirits shaken, cold sweats all over their bodies, at least they are also eighth-rank ghosts.

Surrounded by yin qi surging, jagged rocks shadowed in the darkness in the dark, like a monster.

Occasionally, one or two pale green phosphorous flames floated up.

Vaguely illuminated piles of white bones.

Scattered skulls and empty dark eye sockets seemed to be watching them.

But only the owner of the voice could not be seen.

"Giggle, little brother, why is your heart beating so fast?"

At this moment, the voice sounded from behind them again, very delicate.

In this terrifying atmosphere, it is especially touching.

Crispy and soft, sticky and sticky.

Drilling straight into the ear, it seems like it will scratch people, making people tingle in their ears and heart.

It is impossible for ordinary people to resist the temptation of this voice.

More likely, he was about to turn his head at that time, wishing he could find the owner of the voice immediately, hold Hao tightly in his arms, and love him.

Whether it was Jiang Zhou or Jin Jiu, they were all about to move.

The more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more hurt you will be.

What about a ghost?
"Jiang Zhou... [-], [-] million keep your mind, don't be shaken..."

Jin Jiu's state was not good at this time, but he still clenched his teeth to alert Jiang Zhou.

But he didn't know that Jiang Zhou's cultivation was already much higher than his.

And also has the power of immortality.

A beautiful voice seemed to be ringing in your ears: "Why don't you look back at the slave family? Isn't the slave family beautiful?"

From the corner of Jiang Zhou's eyes, a red shadow, like smoke and mist, seemed to appear or not.

"Jiang Zhou, it's not the way to go on like this, you come to me, after I break, you go first."

Jin Jiu said suddenly.

He didn't seem to see the red shadow.

But Jiang Zhou had already seen that a woman with black hair like a waterfall and a red dress like blood was lying on Jin Jiu's back.

Yanruo's bloody red lips were whispering softly in his ear.

Jin Jiu's originally tense expression gradually relaxed.

But gradually revealed the color of trance and obsession.

Immediately, there was a chill behind him.

The "woman" seemed to sense Jiang Zhou's gaze and turned her head slightly.

The waterfall-like black hair covering his head and face slipped down, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes unexpectedly.

Gu Panjian is still lingering, shy and charming, and can catch people's souls at a glance.

"The slave family is beautiful?"

Jiang Zhou only felt a slight chill in his ears.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he could already see a few strands of black hair falling from his head.

The "woman" in red has disappeared from Jin Jiu's back.

But there was a pale face with a bright red face leaning down from his right side.

Laughter is faint.

His red lips were like blood, and he blew against his ears.

Breathing out like a blue orchid, it seems like there is no, like a blue or musk musk breath spit on his face.

"The night is cool and windy, and the slave's house is so cold."

His voice sounded like tenderness and resentment, and his pale and red face slowly came up.

Jiang Zhou's eyes were straight, as if he was fascinated, and there was a foolish smile on his face.

The pale skin of the "woman" reflected the moonlight, as if it could glow.

Meidai trembled slightly, there seemed to be spring water in her eyes, and her sandalwood mouth opened slightly.

Jiang Zhou also seemed to be fascinated by beauty, his eyes were blurred, his breath was short, and the hot air was spraying from his nose and mouth.

It's about to be posted.

One is that red clothes are like blood, and people are more delicate than flowers.

One is picturesque, and among the people is Yushu.

The picture is beautiful, fragrant and seductive.

The "woman" smiled softly, her red lips pursed lightly, and she sipped gently on Jiang Zhou's mouth as if she was sucking.

"puff!"

Jiang Zhou suddenly opened his mouth and spit at this moment.

A mouthful of pure Yang blood splashed, spraying the woman's face.

"what!"

There was a sharp scream, and at the same time, the blood-colored knife light flashed, and the woman flew out.

"Golden Nine!"

Jiang Zhou did not dare to stop.

The Demon Slayer Sword in his hand slashed back at Jin Jiu.

A line of blood ran across his forehead.

The blood suffocated, and the obsessed Jin Jiu shuddered suddenly and woke up.

A moment of daze flashed, and then it turned into a color of horror.

"Come on!"

Jiang Zhou shouted, and at the same time a Yin Lei Talisman had slipped into his hand.

He recited the incantation: "Six cave ghost soldiers, gods and demon kings, marching in the world, all obey the black law, as eager as the Northern Emperor Mingwei's golden edict!"

Shaking his hand, he knocked out the Yin Lei Talisman.

"boom!"

There was a gloomy sound of thunder, and a strange dark and blood-colored lightning flash fell on the "woman".

From the moment he bit the tip of his tongue, he sprayed this thing with pure yang blood.

He slashed again, and cast another Yin Lei Talisman, but it was completed in a flash of lightning.

The "woman" didn't think of it at all, and was beaten by the head.

Even so, Jiang Zhou did not relax at all.

Pull Jin Jiu and run.

This is a ghost of at least rank eight.

Not something they can handle.

(End of this chapter)