Medical Concubine Chenghuang

Chapter 877 Pretending to be a ghost (3)

"God...why are you doing this to me?"

With a hysterical roar, he slammed his fist into the ground beside him, making a dull sound.

Blood flowed down his fist and seeped into the ground.

"Jiang Fu..."

A clear voice that seemed to come from nothingness made him tremble all over, he raised his head suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.

In front of him, there was no one, and apart from the whistling wind, there was no extra sound.

"Is it my illusion?"

Jiang Fu sat up straight slowly, frowning with some uncertainty.

"Jiang Fu..."

This time, Jiang Fu's pupils suddenly shrank.

He heard it right, someone was indeed calling his name.

The voice was mournful, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, ethereal, as if it came from all directions.

It's just that the hell is that there is no one around him.

Not to mention people, not even a ghost.

"Who?"

Jiang Fu was shocked, and quickly got up to ask.

"Jiang Fu..."

This time the sound was obviously much closer, no longer coming from all directions, but from the northwest direction.

"Who? Don't play tricks..."

Jiang Fu immediately shouted, and at the same time instinctively grabbed the weapon.

But after he failed to catch it, he realized that he had thrown the weapon just now.

He couldn't help but want to slap himself.

Weapons are the foundation of a person's life, how can they just throw them away? !

He looked around cautiously, stepping back.

"Let me tell you, if you are sensible, get the hell out of here... If I wait for Lao Tzu to find you out... Let me see how I will deal with you..."

"Jiang Fu..."

The mournful voice sounded again, making Jiang Fu's heart shudder even more.

This time, the sound was already imminent, and it rang in his ears, but around him, it was still so empty.

"Are you going to come out?" Jiang Fu was covered in cold sweat, looking around in horror, "If you don't come out again, I'm going to do it..."

"Ugh……"

This time, the tone of the voice finally changed, showing a little more sentimentality.

"Jiang Fu... we brothers, I am afraid that if I come out, I will scare you..."

"Fart!" Jiang Fuzhuang roared boldly: "Come out for me... see if you will scare me?! Do you think I was scared too much?"

"That's what you said... but don't regret it..."

With a somewhat mournful voice, a headless voice appeared unsteadily in the garden not far away.

He was suspended in the air, swaying with the wind.

"Long time no see... how are you?"

"..."

Jiang Fu gasped and fell to the ground in fright, screaming in horror.

"who are you……"

"Do I look human to you? Have you ever seen a man without a head?"

The man touched his head with his hand and sighed mournfully.

"Once a person loses his head... he will no longer be called a human..."

"Don't call people..." Jiang Fu's mouth twitched fiercely, and subconsciously crawled backwards: "You call people...what's your name..."

"Of course it's a ghost..."

Accompanied by this sound, there was a whimpering sound, which sounded like the chirping of a hundred ghosts.

"Shh... don't make noise..."

The ghost in white hissed impatiently, as if he was talking to someone.

(End of this chapter)