Chapter 91: Ghost hits the wall

Master Luo Jiu was so scared that he took Zhao Yan's hand and was about to run wildly. Fortunately, Zhao Yan was relatively calm, and with the light of lightning, he focused his attention and looked into the dark room for a few more glances.

At this time, lightning and heavy rainstorms were pouring. The strange dark room suddenly returned to peace. The coffin was gone. Apart from some broken stones and jars, the room was filled with empty and dilapidated scenes.

"Master Jiu, why is that old lady missing?" Zhao Yan suddenly spoke. He suddenly discovered that the old lady just now seemed to have disappeared from the ground after entering the dark room, and disappeared in an instant, which was very strange.

Master Luo Jiu shrank his neck and looked up at the dark room in fear, and couldn't help but wonder: "I was there just now, why did I disappear if I couldn't say it? Could it be that I'm still a ghost?"

"Hell?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yan's mouth, and suddenly pointed to the place where the old lady had just sat, and said, "Look here, I think we have seen the legendary ghost mother-in-law."

There were thunderstorms outside the house and the inside was gloomy and terrifying. Master Luo Jiu turned around and looked at the place where Zhao Yan pointed, and was so scared that he could no longer stop talking.

The place where the old lady sat just now was a short-footed bamboo chair, covered with thick dust, and next to it was a dim coffin of a dead man. The most important thing was that on the old short-footed bamboo chair, there was an old yellow photo, and the photo was embedded in a black photo frame. What was terrible was that the photo was a mean-looking woman, and this woman was the weird mother-in-law who just sat here!

"My mother..." Master Luo Jiu was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, coughing continuously, finally calming his breath, and then gritted his teeth and pointed at the photo frame on the bamboo chair and cursed: "You old woman, you won't be reincarnated if you die, just pretend to be a ghost here... Grandpa, Grandpa, I must smash you today..."

He was so excited that Master Luo Jiu suddenly picked up a big stone on the ground and reached out to smash the frame. Zhao Yan wanted to stop him but he heard a "click" sound, and the frame was smashed and the glass slag was splashed all over the floor.

"Now you know how powerful your grandfather is, hum, see if you dare to come out to scare people..." Master Luo Jiu put his waist on his waist and laughed arrogantly, as if he had won a battle. But the next moment, his laughter choked in his throat and could no longer make a sound - the broken photo actually dripping blood, dazzling red and dazzling red.

"There is something weird here, let's go."

Zhao Yan pulled Luo Jiuye, who was stunned, and flew out of the coffin shop door as if he was flying. The rainstorm outside the house kept raining. The two of them stood in the rain, allowing the cold raindrops to hit them, and then they came to their senses a little.

"It's too scary here. No, I have to go back and prepare some evil-proof items such as black donkey hooves, glutinous rice, etc. It's better to resist two submachine guns. At that time... Humph, grandpa swept this into flat ground in one round, and see that the old dog Wu can't come out!" Master Luo Jiu said fiercely.

"Master Jiu, can you be sure that Old Dog Wu lives in this dark room?" Zhao Yan pointed to the dark room and asked in a low voice.

"Barring, can this be wrong?"

Master Luo Jiu waved his hand and said in a surprisingly firm tone: "As long as the old dog is not dead, he will definitely return here. Although we haven't seen each other for decades, I am still very sure about this."

As if he saw Zhao Yan's doubts, Master Luo Jiu added: "I know you may not believe it very much, but some things are inconvenient to tell. You just need to remember my words."

Zhao Yan nodded thoughtfully, but he could not refuse.

"Nine Master, what should we do now?" Zhao Yan asked.

"What should I do? What else can I do if I have a cold meal?"

Master Luo Jiu waved his fists a few times and cursed, "I can't beat you, but I'm scared to death. Go back tonight first and get enough equipment tomorrow. I have to demolish it as a cottage!"

"Hohu"

Just as Master Luo Jiu was making a fuss, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him. Master Luo Jiu was so scared that he shivered. He quickly wiped his eyes and looked at him again. There was no ghost shadow? He let out a sigh. He thought he had read it wrong, but he suddenly heard two strange sounds, "Crack", "Crack", Master Luo Jiu suddenly widened his eyes.

Zhao Yan seemed to have heard a strange noise, and turned his head with Master Luo Jiu and looked in the direction of the dark room.

Under the storm, the dark room returned to calm, with a hard outline, cold and dark, like a beast entrenched in the wilderness, swallowing and sniffing the terrifying cold air.

"Someone has closed the door." Zhao Yan said a few words coldly, and his eyes became firm in an instant.

"It's a black shadow. I saw it. The guy seemed to have rushed out of the coffin shop and plunged into the dark room. Before I could react, the wooden door was closed. It's so evil!" Master Luo Jiu gritted his teeth.

"Damn it!" Zhao Yan's eyes were red and his teeth were tightened.

The next moment, waves of air shaking sounds burst out from Zhao Yan's body, and a violent aura swept out from his body wildly. The muscles, bones, and flesh on his body also doubled in the shortest time. At this moment, the ability that Zhao Yan had been suppressing was fully exposed!

"Justice Jiu, let's rush in, meet gods and kill gods, and meet ghosts and kill ghosts! I don't believe it anymore. I am a innate warrior, and I am extremely righteous and virtuous. Can that mere lonely ghost do anything to me?" Zhao Yan said.

"Well……"

Master Luo Jiu seemed a little hesitant, but when he touched Zhao Yan's sharp eyes, he no longer had any hesitation and yelled loudly: "Brother Yan is right. These ghost things are just scary things. I'm not just two arms and three legs now, and I haven't lost a single hair."

"Knife." Zhao Yan smiled coldly, shook his wrist and handed a bag of twelve daggers to Master Luo Jiu. Master Luo took it and tied it directly to his waist and abdomen. His fingers then flipped flexibly. Suddenly, five or six daggers flew at Master Luo Jiu's fingertips, and he directly pulled out a few gorgeous sword flowers.

"kill"

With a loud shout, the two rushed towards the dark room at the same time.

"Bang"

Zhao Yan punched out, and the innate weather ball exploded, directly blowing the two cinnabar wooden boards into two balls of powder. The two of them kept rushing into the dark room.

"Find that coffin, kill the dead baby, the ghost mother-in-law, and the black shadow, don't let me go." Master Luo Jiu smiled sternly, his wrinkles gathered together, and he looked like an old ghost.

Dingdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang.

This time, the two of them had no obstacles along the way, and there was no fear at all. They rushed for about five or six minutes, but they did not see a coffin appear.

"No, stop."

Zhao Yan grabbed Master Luo Jiu and said seriously, "Master Jiu, how far have we been?"

Master Luo Jiu staggered and stabilized his body, gasped and said, "Why are there two miles? Don't worry about me, I'm tough. Humph, just say that the female ghost just now, if she was twenty years younger, I would have to press her to the ground!"

"We ran for two miles. But do you think this house is so big?" A coldness appeared in Zhao Yan's narrowed eyes. Before, he was outside the house, and he still looked at the house, which was at most one or two acres. It was impossible for him to run for five or six minutes and he could not run for the end.

Master Luo Jiu was stunned, and then a chilling feeling came up on his head.

"Is it a ghost hitting the wall?" Master Luo Jiu said tremblingly.

"Ghost hits the wall?" Zhao Yan frowned, a little confused.

"This is a trick played by the evil ghost. If you trap a person in one place, you can't run out until you can't get out." Mr. Luo Jiu said in a low voice, and then he felt something was wrong again: "However, I see that the door to go out is still open. If it is a ghost who hits a wall, you shouldn't leave a way out for us? Is this ghost still afraid of us?"

Master Luo Jiu seemed very confused.

In the darkness, the two of them stood side by side. Now they knew that it was a ghost who was hitting the wall, and it was meaningless to run away. Zhao Yan simply leaned over and picked up a piece of firewood, lit it with his fingers, and suddenly there was a trace of light in the dark room.

“What does it taste?”

Master Luo Jiu suddenly covered his nose and shouted: "With such a strong smell of corpse, how many corpses are piled up in front of him?"

Zhao Yan also smelled a disgusting stench of corpse and frowned slightly.

"This stench of corpse was not coming from the front." Zhao Yan suddenly squeezed out a few words from his teeth, looked at Master Luo Jiu's face with a puzzled expression, suddenly raised the firewood in his hand, and said coldly: "Look at it!"

Master Luo Jiu suddenly raised his head and almost fell down in fear.

There were corpses hanging about six or seven meters above, and at least hundreds of them were hanging. The limbs of the corpse were drooping, and only pale faces, black and festering hands and feet were seen trembling, and countless corpses, mosquitoes and flies were surrounding them, emitting a disgusting smell of rottenness.
Chapter completed!