Hundred Ghosts Taboo

Chapter 4 Killing Game Chapter Blood Corpse Imp

The office partitions in the office were all removed, and the random opponent was in the corner, with a dark wooden prince in the middle, a ceramic jar enshrined on it, and an exquisite wooden tablet behind the jar.

There are three sticks of incense sticks on the stage, and under the incense ash are three large basins, which are filled with bloody pig's head, cow's head and sheep's head respectively.

At this moment, a man in a fat black suit was kneeling and shivering in front of the ceramic jar, muttering incessantly: "My child, please don't be angry, someone will come soon, soon! Someone will come soon!" ... Your lord has a lot, please forgive me, give me some time, your request, I... I will do it! According to..."

At this time, the door of the office suddenly opened.

The kneeling fat man in a suit was taken aback for a moment, and he knelt straight, the fat on his face trembled. He smiled, looked at the tablet and the jar in front of him, and said quickly: "Look, look! Here we come, here we come !"

The fat man got up quickly, and when he looked back, it was Bai Wuji who opened the door and came in.

Bai Wuji also looked at the fat man, then at the offerings, the table, and the pitch-black ceramic jar on the table.

Raising a kid?
And looking at the heads of pigs, cows, and sheep that are enshrined, they should have been chopped off only three hours ago, but the color of the blood is already black and stinky.

Looking at the monstrous ghostly aura in the office, Bai Wuji frowned, this brat is quite capable, isn't he?It seems that the ghost just now is not a wild ghost. It should be a ghost puppet whose soul was half eaten by this little ghost and lives in the range of the little ghost's activities. Otherwise, there is such a big thing here. I really dare not approach it.

Bai Wuji felt that his guess was not wrong, otherwise, before the ghost was wiped out, he wouldn't have called his master.

Thinking of this, Bai Wuji fixed his eyes on the jar, thinking that he didn't know what kind of brat it was.

At this moment, the middle-aged fat man in a black suit had already run up to Bai Wuji, without further ado, he grabbed Bai Wuji's hand and said, "You, you, are you here for the interview? Brother, pass! Let's pass , I will pay you tomorrow, but you have to make some contributions to our company, come on, you...you let some blood, let blood."

Saying that, the middle-aged fat man took out a knife.

Now Bai Wuji understood that he had been tricked by someone. It seemed that the recruitment itself was a scam. It turned out that someone wanted to do something evil...

Seeing the knife tremblingly drawn out by the middle-aged fat man in the black suit, Bai Wuji's eyes turned cold, and he snatched the knife effortlessly. Wuji collar: "Damn! Give me the knife! Do you want to die, you fucking worker? Don't you just want money? You wouldn't be happy if I gave you money to buy some blood, would you? Give me the knife !Give it to me!"

Bai Wuji glanced at the fat man, then looked at the jar, and said, "Hehe, I want to die? I think you are the one who wants to die. It's a miracle that you dare to raise such an evil thing. Tell me, how many people died in the family?"

As soon as Bai Wuji said the words "dead at home", the fat man's expression immediately became numb, his dry and white lips trembled, and he pointed at Bai Wuji: "How the hell did you know? How the hell did you know that my family is dead? Who are you? What do you do?"

"Not only do I know that your family is dead, but I also know that I'm not the first interviewer tonight, am I?"

Saying that, Bai Wuji glanced at the ground like lightning, and the long bloodstains dragged all the way to the door of a separate office inside, Bai Wuji shook his head helplessly: "Probably, it should be the one who wanted a hundred virgins from you." Blood? Tsk tsk tsk, the lives of a hundred people, even if you do it to ensure your prosperity, but what's the use? How do you hide such a big case? Not to mention, how many people are there in the hundred? A real virgin like me?"

Hearing what Bai Wuji said, the fat man in the black suit didn't move at all. How could he persuade him correctly?This person is... what is he doing?
"Ah! I see! You, you are Master Chu... Oh no, Master Chu is a woman, you, you are the master who picks up the work with Master Chu, right? You are here, you are here! You are here!" Help me, I can't take it anymore, I'm going crazy, don't worry about whether I kill or not, I'll give you money, and you can do things for me, don't waste time in the muddy water, save me first ..."

The fat man yelled incoherently, almost kneeling for Bai Wuji.

"Don't kneel, you made a big mistake, no one can save you, but... But if you don't want to die now, get out of the way." Saying this, Bai Wuji closed the door behind him casually, and at the same time pulled the fat man to himself around.

The fat man didn't know what was going on at first, so he stood beside Bai Wuji and followed Bai Wuji's gaze.

The jar sealed with lipstick paper on the altar was oozing blood, one by one, dripping down the edge of the jar onto the table, and then dripping down the table to the ground.

The whole room was instantly filled with a thick and foul smell of blood.

"Oh my god, this..." The fat man shrank towards the corner in fright.

Bai Wuji glanced at him indifferently, then turned his head, and continued to look at the bleeding jar in front of him.There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and he thought that it turned out to be a blood corpse kid, this kind of thing is not easy to get out.

It is said that raising blood corpse imps is very different from raising ordinary imps.

Ordinary little ghosts only need to collect the corpse of the baby who died unexpectedly, control its soul, seal it at home with a spell, and offer it with blood every day.

The blood corpse kid is different, must choose the corpse of a child who died unexpectedly, and whose lifespan is more than 49 years old, and soak it in the blood pool jar of a good corpse farm. After seven to seven days, the child absorbs a pool of blood, Seal the jar, and do it again according to the method of being a little ghost, and it will be considered successful.

Blood Corpse Imps are more powerful and fierce than ordinary Imps, and they cannot be raised by ordinary people.Most of the ignorant ordinary people, at the beginning of raising this kind of little ghost, the weather is good, and they get what they want, but the little ghost grows bigger and bigger, and the requirements become more and more difficult. These people will eventually be grinded to death. After death, I tasted all the sufferings of the world.

Moreover, even the elders of Bai Wuji's family would take some effort to clean up such a brat.

So every time something like this happens, Bai Wuji will yell in his heart, "Damn it's a group of mindless Mr. Yin and Yang, can't I just let me beat it?"You guys just need to be beaten up, you guys are making such a big battle, isn't it a waste of time?

Thinking of this, Bai Wuji could only roll up his arms and sleeves. He didn't want to get involved with ghosts any more in his life, but he had no choice. If this matter didn't end tonight, he might not be able to leave in peace.

The fat man in the black suit was scared to urinate by the blood pouring out of the little jar, and cried, "Master, what's the matter, is it, is my young master angry? Why don't you go?"

Bai Wuji's face was full of black lines, but before he could speak, a childish voice suddenly sounded in the air: "Fatty Zhao, you are so courageous! I felt it just now, my little aunt I was killed by someone, hehehe, do you ask someone to take me in?"

"No, no, dare not, it's all a misunderstanding!" The fat man kowtowed and kowtowed.

Bai Wuji looked at everything with cold eyes.

"Hey hey, misunderstanding? I don't care if it's a misunderstanding or not, but because this big brother is a real virgin, I'll let you go for now... Go away!"

In the second half of the sentence, the tone of voice suddenly changed!

The originally milky voice suddenly became like an old lady crying, heart-piercing and shaking, and the fat man was so frightened that he knelt down and did not dare to move.

And the next moment, click, click, the jar in front of Bai Wuji emits a strange sound, a black-red air mass, through the red paper, comes out of the jar, condenses in mid-air, and gradually forms a baby-sized shape .

It's just that the baby has a hideous face and is covered in blood red, as if its skin has been peeled off!

Trembling all over, grinning in the air, he went straight to Bai Wuji and rushed over.

"Bear boy, the battle is quite big... OK, let's see uncle discipline you!"

Bai Wuji also looked cold and raised his feet.

Then it fell to the ground with a bang...

Bai Wuji was also unlucky. Just when he was about to make a move, the office door behind his butt was kicked open by someone. The man had quite strong feet, so Bai Wuji threw himself on the ground.

"The sinful souls of the Nine Netherworld! They are accompanied by fragrant clouds! Dinghui green lotus flower! The God of Ascension, Yong'an!"

A talisman is played!The blood corpse kid who rushed over was beaten back directly above the jar.

Chu Ling smiled proudly, looked at Bai Wuji who was lying on the ground, and nodded silently: "Hmph, fortunately, Miss Ben came in time and saved the life of this idiot...Huh? I was already scared to the ground Is it? It's really useless!"

Bai Wuji's face was full of black lines, he turned his head stiffly, looked at Chu Ling who was standing there, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "You girl really didn't let me say it for nothing, you can't just read hell Outside of the curse, the only thing that works is the feet, isn't it? You want to kick me to death!"

"Huh? Did I kick it down?" Chu Ling stared blankly at Bai Wuji, her big cute eyes blinked and her eyelashes fluttered.

Bai Wuji slapped himself on the forehead and got up from the ground: "No, I fell it myself..."

"Hehe, cerebellar dysplasia and always swearing, tsk tsk tsk..." Chu Ling looked at Bai Wuji with contempt.

"Come on big sister, hurry up and catch your ghost." Bai Wuji loosened his collar, since Chu Ling came, he didn't have to do anything, ghosts are more things than less things, and Bai Wuji didn't want people to know He has the ability to beat fierce ghosts, and he just wants to live an ordinary life in peace. It is best if he has no contact with his relatives, that would be the most perfect.

Thinking of this, Bai Wuji walked to the corner where the fat man was kneeling, looked at Chu Ling who had become serious, and said, "Come on, beauty, I'll take you home after the fight."

(End of this chapter)