The gentleman is knocking on the door

Chapter 313 The Millennium Old Ghost (1)

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To Mi Congcong's horror, these ghost-killing talismans spontaneously ignited in the air as soon as he left his hand, and instantly turned into ashes and scattered with the wind.

"Want to kill me?" A hoarse baritone voice came from the air, revealing a biting chill: "You really want to kill yourself!"

Mi Congcong gritted his teeth and vigorously shook the bell in his hand.

As the bell rang, the wind became more violent.

The rapid sound of bells intertwined with the sound of wind, like a galloping army, made Mi Congcong's chest feel hot.

Mi Congcong regained his composure, knowing that the bell alone would not be able to suppress this ghost, so he simply put down the bell, suppressed the bloody smell rising from his chest, made the seal with his hands, and used the nine-character mantra: "Lin, Bing, fight, person, all, formation"

As Mi Congcong's nine-character mantra continued to leak out, the dark wind in the room became more violent, causing Mi Congcong's face to change shape, and his chest became more painful. Just before she uttered the last nine-character mantra, there was a "poof" , she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body softened to the side of the bed.

While Mi Congcong was lying beside the bed, the wind stopped, and a burly man nearly two meters tall appeared in the middle of the room.

No, it's not a human, it's a male ghost!
"You actually know the nine-character mantra at such a young age!" A cold voice sounded in the hoarse voice: "What a pity~~"

Mi Congcong covered his chest, staring at it with full vigilance, but didn't speak.

A ghost catcher and a ghost are at odds with each other, and the ghost will never let her go, she doesn't want to waste her words.

"It's pretty good at such a young age," the ghost laughed shrilly, "Aren't you wondering why you couldn't kill me?"

Mi Congcong pursed his lips tightly and did not answer.

Who knew that the more stubborn Mi Congcong was, the more this ghost wanted to tell her: "Little girl, do you know how many years I've been dead?"

"Thousands of years!"

As soon as the nonsense came out of his mouth, he was very satisfied to see Mi Congcong's pupils shrinking.

"Hmph, so it's a thousand-year-old ghost, and I'm not wronged to die at your hands." Mi Congcong coughed and sneered, "It's just that you, a thousand-year-old ghost, can't get along with a small hot spring village. people despise!"

The thousand-year-old ghost was not angry at all, but gave Mi Congcong a meaningful look, and walked towards the bed step by step.

That's right, it's walking instead of floating!

"Don't get close to my sister!" The ghost baby suddenly appeared and stood in front of the bed.

"Oh, it's a little ghost." The thousand-year-old ghost looked very excited, and hooked his hand at the baby ghost: "Come here."

Ghost Baby stared at it, not moving.

The thousand-year-old ghost was not happy, and stretched out his big palm towards the baby ghost, who let out a shrill cry, before the thousand-year-old ghost grabbed his neck.

Mi Congcong's expression changed, and he forced himself to sit up: "Let it go!"

"Disobedient brat, you should be beaten!"

The thousand-year-old ghost slapped the ghost baby's butt as he spoke, the sound was extremely loud, but it shook Mi Congcong out of his wits.

What's happening here?
If she heard correctly, there was a hint of pampering in the scolding voice of this thousand-year-old ghost?
Mi Congcong was almost thrown into a mess by the wind.

"Go and play, don't meddle in the adult's business!" The thousand-year-old ghost let go of the ghost baby and threw it into the corner.

Seeing that the thousand-year-old ghost was about to walk towards Mi Congcong again, the ghost baby called out: "Sister——"

"Guiying, you go out first!" Seeing that Guiying was coming again, Mi Congcong shouted anxiously.

She could tell that the thousand-year-old ghost had no intention of hurting the baby ghost, but she couldn't guarantee that if the baby ghost provoked it again, would it be merciful?

"elder sister."

"Don't make me say the same thing a second time!" Mi Congcong said in a deep voice.

Guiying hesitated for a moment, and disappeared from the house in a blink of an eye.

He can't deal with this old goblin, it's going to find his big brother!

"I can't tell you have a good heart, little girl." The chill in the voice of the thousand-year-old ghost has gone a lot, and he looked at Mi Congcong with a pair of gloomy eyes.

Seeing it approaching, Mi Congcong subconsciously moved towards the corner of the bed, there was no way to retreat.

"Hey, little girl, talk to me." The thousand-year old ghost sat down on the edge of the bed and looked sideways at her.

I don't know if it was Mi Congcong's illusion, why did she feel that the thousand-year-old ghost's voice contained a faint pleading?
"Girl, I'm talking to you." Seeing that she didn't say a word, the thousand-year-old ghost became angry, and the Yin Qi in his body kept leaking out.

Mi Congcong's face turned pale due to the cold, and his chest became more stuffy.

"Can you sit farther away?" Mi Congcong asked sadly.

Mi Congcong didn't have any hope at first, but he didn't expect it to look her up a few times, then suppressed the chill from his body, and obediently sat down at the table more than one meter away from the bed.

Its behavior is as weird as it is to Mi Congcong.

"Is this okay?" the thousand-year-old ghost asked.

uh~~
"can."

The thousand-year-old ghost looked at her: "Then you talk."

"What do you want me to say?" Mi Congcong's eyes flickered.

It's giving her a chance, she believes that Lou Chenxiao should be able to come back soon, why don't she chat with this thousand-year-old ghost to delay the time?
"It's been almost 1000 years since no one has spoken to me. You can say whatever you want." The thousand-year-old ghost sighed, but in the next second he showed a fierce look: "Little girl, I've been stuck in this world forever." Millennium, don't think I can't see your little thoughts, I advise you to be more honest."

Since it saw that its thoughts were not doing anything to itself, Mi Congcong calmed down: "What do you want to say?"

"Just say anything."

Mi Congcong's phoenix eyes turned slightly: "Then can I ask you a question?"

"Row."

"You can ask anything?" Mi Congcong confirmed again.

"of course."

Mi Congcong seemed very happy to see it, and said in an insatiable way: "Then you promise not to get angry or kill me, so I dare to ask."

"Okay, I promise, no matter what you ask, I won't get angry or kill you, you ask?"

Seeing that it is so easy to talk, Mi Congcong believed its words, this old ghost must be too lonely, right?

Mi Congcong breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the discomfort in his chest, and asked, "Is your tomb on the top of the mountain behind this village?"

Knowing where its tomb is, Lou Chenxiao can find a way to destroy it.

"It's at the bottom of the mountain, not on the top of the mountain." The thousand-year-old ghost said succinctly: "I was the city lord of this land before I was alive. Later, I died and was buried here by my parents. The place was bought and a large cemetery was built for me, and it took so long that I don’t remember why there was an extra mountain on it.”

"You never left here?"

The thousand-year-old ghost hesitated for a while before saying, "I can only move within a hundred miles."

Mi Congcong's eyes flickered, and he asked again to avoid suspicion: "I heard from the owner of this hot spring resort that something was rude to the male guests in the resort. Is it you?"

Seeing her gossipy staring at him, the thousand-year-old ghost's face flashed unnaturally, and finally he clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "I don't want to answer this question."

(End of this chapter)