The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 197 Five ghosts block the way
At first, we thought we had heard it wrong.

But then, the sheep let out another sound.A clear cry of a baby came out of the sheep's mouth.

I just felt my scalp go numb, and goose bumps all over my body.

Is this still a sheep?How could a baby cry.

"Monster, I will kill you."

Pang Dahai was probably also stunned by the scene in front of him. He seemed to have forgotten his environment, shouted loudly, rushed forward, and slashed at the sheep with his knife.

This move is full of momentum, standing behind Pang Haihai, I can also feel the strong murderous aura emanating from him.

The head of the strange sheep also retracted, and Pang Haihai slashed at the fence.

The knife cut half an inch in, but didn't pull it out for a while.

And the cry of the sheep became high-pitched again.The sharp crying made my eardrums hurt.

At the same time, I heard the wind whistling outside the house.The wind was so strong that it crackled the window lattices in the house.

I realized that it was not good. The last time there was a cry from here, Jin Po came out of the main room.

Now the sheep is crying a few times, presumably Jin Po has found us.

Pang Dahai pulled out his knife and was about to rush up to kill the sheep.I pulled Pang Dahai and shouted: "Go, get out of here first."

"Boss, I killed this monster..." Fat Dahai continued to charge upwards.

I couldn't help but dragged him to the door.

Just as we ran to the door, the door slammed open.

A gust of wind came in from outside.

The Yinfeng Hao outside, and when we came in, completely changed.

There is no shelter around Jinpo's private courtyard.The moonlight just shone directly into the yard.

Pang Dahai and I followed the way we came here, preparing to rush out of the yard first before making any plans.Who knew that as soon as he rushed to the front of the grave in the yard, he found that the outside of the grave was covered in a layer of black air.

That layer of black air is lingering and lingering around the outside of the grave, and the wind will not disperse it.

And when we rushed to the front of the grave, we found that the passage next to it had been blocked.

A few figures formed by black air stood there vaguely.

Pang Dahai rushed forward, slammed on the brakes and stopped, looking at the black shadows.

"Boss, what is this, is it a ghost?"

Pang Dahai shouted loudly.

I replied angrily: "What are you yelling about? How can I know if it's a ghost?
At this time, black air was still coming out from the grave.

"Look, boss..." Pang Dahai was startled, and pointed to the black shadows blocking the way.

I also found that the figures formed by the condensed black air had only a rough outline before, but now their bodies gradually became clear.

I know the principle of gathering yin to form.The black energy coming out of those graves, whether it is Yin Qi or malevolent Qi, in short, the courtyard is full of Yin Qi now, and it has formed a special occasion, which is enough to make ghosts take shape.

I don't know how to explain it to Pang Dahai, obviously the situation we are facing is already extremely dangerous.

I looked back abruptly, and there was a thin figure standing in front of the house, looking at us coldly.She was calm, but full of aura.In addition, a large amount of black air floated over, lingering behind her, rising and lingering.

Jin Po finally appeared.

Although she couldn't see Jin Po's face clearly, through the black air, she could see Jin Po's eyes, which were shining fiercely.

My heart sank. In my impression, whether it was a direct meeting on the sixth floor or watching from a distance at the entrance of the village, I have never seen Jin Po with such a vicious look in her eyes.

Could it be that at this time she has already moved to kill?I have a hunch that we have touched the bottom line of Jin Po after seeing the pregnant ram and the small coffin in the house.

"Boss, they're here...how...what should I do?"

Pang Haihai yelled, and I turned around, and found that those black shadows had now fully appeared.

I wouldn't believe it if they were not ghosts.

Compared with normal people, those people's bodies are still very different.Their bodies are not as solid as normal people's. Although they are visible, they still look empty.There were five people, or five ghosts, standing in front of us.

Those five ghosts, three men and two women, all looked young.Generally pale, facial expression is very dull.

Right now they are moving towards me and Pang Haihai.

As we know common sense, they move, not by walking, but by floating.I saw their toes on the ground, their heels turned up, and they fluttered forward, as if they were dragging their feet.

After a person dies and turns into a ghost, many basic characteristics of normal people will disappear.For example, walking normally, eating, sleeping, etc. These are the most basic living habits of human beings, and they don't take it seriously when they are alive, but after turning into a ghost, these have become a luxury.

Although these lonely ghosts are still stranded in the world, they can't appreciate the joy of being human.So they will do everything possible to experience the joy of being human.If they encounter a human body that can be used, they will occupy that body without hesitation, and use this body to experience the feeling of being a human again.There are also many ghosts who still refuse to accept the fact that they are dead, so although they can float away when they move, they will try to land on their feet as much as possible to make themselves more like a person.

And the characteristics of the five ghosts in front of us are already obvious.It's definitely a ghost.

I whispered to Pang Dahai: "Hold your knife, this knife will work. You still have the hostility of being a butcher, so you must suppress the fear in your heart, and don't let the other party see that you are guilty. To deal with them, The more ruthless the better. I think you should have no problem protecting yourself, just rush out of this yard when you get the chance."

Fat Dahai nodded, and spat: "Damn, I finally saw a ghost. Boss, what do you do? How about I give you this knife?"

I shook my head: "Leave me alone, rush out and wait for my uncle to come. I have a way to get out."

After I said this sentence to comfort Pang Dahai, I didn't have a clue in my heart.

Moreover, the scene does not allow us to study the countermeasures too much. A male ghost has dragged his legs and came to us.

Fat Dahai roared loudly: "Are you a ghost?"

After speaking, he slashed with a knife.

Under the moonlight, the butcher's knife glowed with a cold light, and a light and shadow slashed down diagonally.

This knife was full of momentum, obviously Pang Dahai remembered my words, controlled his fear, and maintained his murderous aura.

The male ghost's originally expressionless face suddenly showed a frightened expression, and at the same time let out a mournful ghost cry.

He lowered his head in disbelief to look at his shoulder, which was cut open by Pang Haihai.

(End of this chapter)