long night walk

Chapter 211

"Same kind?" Bai Lian's voice was a little cold: "I would not use her body to eat such a disgusting thing."

A hand, with a sense of coolness and coldness, suddenly rested on Bai Li'an's shoulder.

Cold, thin, with deep and long nails, faintly tinged with turquoise.

"It's really surprising. I thought I hid it well. How did you see it? After all... I didn't kill the person." Along with the deep voice, there was a rotten smell. Come.

This smell is very similar to the smell of rotting flesh and corpses soaked in water after being buried in the soil for many years.

It may be difficult for Bai Lian to distinguish the smells of the world, but he is all too familiar with the smell of these underground corpses.

At this moment, the face behind him has long been unrecognizable, covered with corpse spots, and from time to time, pale corpse worms squirm out from the green eyeballs.

In the middle of the night, the sight was creepy enough.

Bai Lian looked back slowly, his dark eyes had turned scarlet at some point.

As he looked back, the moonlight that had been unable to shine through broke through a ray of darkness at some point, and the desolate light slanted in his eyes, forming a boundless cold color.

The silent and ferocious look on the old man's face suddenly stagnated, and the strange wrinkles on his forehead trembled slightly. He was actually awed by the pair of jewel-like eyes weeping blood, and he subconsciously withdrew his palm, take a step back.

Bai Lian made a sudden move and grabbed his wrist. The force of his palm was as strong as iron tongs, and the bones creaked as they were squeezed.

"Since it is an open-minded question, shouldn't the old gentleman at least let someone finish his sentence first?"

Bai Lian clenched his hands tightly, forcing the old man to step back.

His brows were like ink, his pupils were like demons, and his eyes were as gentle as before as he looked at the undulating ground with bloody pupils.

Standing up straight in a good manner, he stood still in the night wind, his posture was just like a gentleman's green bamboo, long and straight.

He looked at the ghost in front of him, and said lightly, "Sit down for me."

As soon as the words fell, the old man was full of resistance but could not resist. Suddenly, a huge force came from his arms, like a giant whale at the bottom of the deep sea biting his arm, pulling him down heavily!

The body fell to the ground fiercely, and when it fell to the ground, the bones of the whole body were in pain, as if being crushed by a boulder.

From the part where his wrist was clenched tightly, the skin exploded inch by inch, as if a layer of fish scales were scraped off by a sharp blade, pale and old skin flew out!

The skin was forcibly removed, revealing a blood-red and stinking body without leaving a single inch. His body had no skin, and the skin was stolen.

The old ghost was shocked!

With a hundred years of cultivation, he was so easily suppressed by a junior!
He let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice, mixed with a stern breath.

Bai Lian still clasped his wrist and did not let go.

"I have to say that you are good at disguising yourself, and you are indeed perfect. I didn't notice anything unusual at first, but from the moment you killed someone, you have flaws all over your body.

You are murderous and eye-catching. When the girl screamed, you just covered her eyes, but you covered her mouth at the same time. Under extreme panic, your actions like this are likely to make people She is suffocating, and you comfort her, but she trembles even more. "

The old ghost's voice was hoarse: "Only by this point...you will."

"Of course it's more than that." Bai Lian looked towards the western horizon.

"I heard that there is a ghost mountain sealed in the outer city, and it is on the west side that an evil murder occurred in a restaurant, and people fled in panic, but I found that no one dared to flee to the west.

Only you... took your granddaughter and fled to this deserted back alley. If you really thought it was a ghost killing someone, you should have fled to the light and sought the protection of the practitioners in the city. "

The old ghost on the ground struggled, and raised his bloody, sinister face.

The five sense organs have been completely discerned, only the eyes are still bright and hidden, he smiled darkly.

"What a good thing you are. The demonic energy in your body is not much less than my ghostly energy. They are both dark creatures, so why kill each other."

Bai Lian ignored his sarcasm, glanced at his eyes, and said: "Since you are so respectful to the emperor, why do you do such a thing under her nose."

He could see that the old ghost who was disguised as a storyteller in the restaurant just now couldn't hide the radiance in his eyes when he was telling the story of the emperor.

At that time, there were also several practitioners sitting under the stage, but they didn't know the origin and story of the Emperor Empress at all.

But the storyteller was able to speak clearly and logically, and there was not much difference from what Sister Lin Yuan said.

And what reason does a poor storyteller have to know the ancient secrets of the creation of these gods and gods.

The old ghost's eyes narrowed deeply, blood clots slipped down that hideous and blurred face.

He laughed at himself: "Do you think that an ugly nymph like me would worship a legendary holy fairy god? Isn't it ridiculous?"

Bai Lian said: "This is not the reason for you to kill someone."

"Ghosts kill without reason."

"That girl also threw copper coins on the stage because of your story." Bai Li'an said lightly, which made the old ghost on the ground tremble.

But in his eyes, there was only hatred and resentment, without any guilt or wavering.

He looked at Bai Li'an with a resentful expression: "Even if I kill people, what does that have to do with you! You are just like me, all ghosts and monsters. What, you still want to eliminate demons and defend the way for human beings? Fight against injustice? Really?" Are you a saint?!"

Bai Lian said: "Just do things with your heart."

The old ghost sneered: "Do you really think that you can catch all the ghosts in this world?!"

Bai Li'an said: "I'm not a Taoist priest, and I have no obligation to catch ghosts. I caught you just by chance."

The old ghost slowly closed his eyes, and inserted his other free five fingers deep into the shadow of the earth. He smiled sinisterly, and his voice was strange and piercing: "I can say, the murderer is not me."

Bai Lian frowned, and the palms holding his wrists suddenly tightened because of anxiety.

However, no one gave him time to react.

The girl lying on the ground opened her eyes at some point, and the color of her eyes was the same as that of the old ghost's, dark green and faint, like an evil ghost in the night.

She was still holding that piece of buttermilk in her hand, but she opened her mouth silently towards Bai Lian's back. In her big mouth, there was a bottomless black hole, like the abyss of a ghost.

A long scarlet tongue shot out from the depths of the throat like a spear, the tip of the tongue was as sharp as a spear, piercing through Bai Lian's chest from behind extremely quickly!
(End of this chapter)