Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

The tall old woman went to the recorded address at the same time.

At Murakami's house, a girl with a cold expression pushed open the half-open door and walked in.

"excuse me!"

There was no response. She walked up the stairs and saw a second floor that looked like an attic. She saw Xia Shu sleeping in the bedroom.

Pursed his lips.

"You look so ugly when you sleep!"

Chapter 260: First Possession

"Ding Dong" mobile phone message.

Uda Yuuma: [Are you there?]

Sanshenzhu glanced at Xia Shu who was sleeping soundly on the ground. She knew that every time Xia Shu used the artifact, his body would be too tired to fall asleep. Even she was the same.

The only thing in the room was a broken three-sided mirror that had been chopped into pieces.

Something must have happened.

She looked at Xia Shu with some displeasure, but she couldn't tell in her heart whether she wanted to blame Xia Shu for always taking risks, or simply blame him for not taking her with him on his adventures.

"Ding Dong" the phone vibrates tirelessly.

Yuda Yuma continued to send messages: [Let’s meet if we have time]

Sanshenzhu glanced at the sleeping Xia Shu again.

She had some understanding of Xia Shu.

For example, Yuuma Uda's childhood sweetheart, Miss Furudera, has a close relationship with him.

For example, her previous "competitor" Hashimoto Yoko made no secret of her affection for him.

For example, myself...

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, not with Natsuki, but with Ueda Yuma.

Some things are just confusing to those who are involved. When she really came out of the feeling of being "high", she found out that Yuuma Uda was just raising fish. He was very nice to all four girls and maintained relationships with them at the same time.

I used to think he was gentle, but now I find him a little disgusting.

It must be that Furudera and Hashimoto gave up on Uda Yuma, so he saw himself.

She quickly typed, "Why don't you go find Celia!" After typing, she suddenly felt that the content was a bit too coquettish, so she pressed the delete key and cleared all the words.

"Why are you looking for me?"

No, there is a feeling of resentment, like the Husband-Waiting Rock. No, delete it.

“I don’t have time right now”

That won’t work. It will seem like I’m going to keep him hanging.

The good impression has not completely turned into disgust. After all, Yuuma Ueda is real in his gentleness. She just hates his gentleness that is like central air conditioning. That's not right.

Sanshenzhu looked at the sleeping Xia Shu, biting his lower lip lightly with his teeth, and already had the answer.

So, delete.

Then type: "Thank you for your care, but from now on, let's just be ordinary friends... or, we won't contact each other anymore."

The words were a little too decisive, and seemed a little inhumane, like he was looking for a job while he was still a donkey, and the next one he found would immediately abandon him. But this was San Shenzhu's true inner thought.

She deleted and added the sentence "no more contact" and then deleted it again, feeling very conflicted.

Click. Flash of lightning.

Then came the thunder.

San Shenzhu felt something was wrong, and the first thought in his mind was that something dirty was coming!

The sleeping Xia Shu, the sacred weapon Tsumukariya sword rolling aside, and the low-pressure old house... Anyone who can associate will inevitably think of certain things.

The wind is blowing.

Sanshenzhu immediately held the Dumuqi sword in his arms.

Someone was coming up the stairs very quickly.

She closed the bedroom door.

Then, he grabbed the Dumuqi sword with both hands and raised it high above his head.

Three Divine Sword Plays: The Cycle of Life and Death—Ready.

You only have one chance to strike. If it's an enemy, after one strike, you'll have to leave it to fate.

There was no tension or anxiety in his heart, and his emotions were very stable. Perhaps it was because he could hear Xia Shu's breathing in his ears, and that steady breathing had the magical power to soothe his heart.

Whoosh, the sound of footsteps running like the wind.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Then came the ear-torturing sound of nails scratching on the door.

The other person must be very tall, because the sound of scratching the door came from above, but stopped in the middle of the door.

“Very high!”

The person who came was definitely not a human.

The wooden door panel vibrated violently. It seemed that the other party found that breaking the door with fingernails was inefficient and chose to replace it.

Maybe the thing coming from outside was not a human at all, but a tiger, lion or something like that.

His palms were sweating, and he twisted the handle of the knife slightly, trying to hold it tighter.

"Bang!"

The door was knocked open.

An old woman over two meters tall rushed in with a hunched back. Her hideous centipede-like wrinkles showed that she was in a bad mood.

The other party rushed in like the wind.

San Shenzhu made a prompt decision and swung his arms down.

cut--!

A crescent-shaped slash emerged from the blade and instantly cut off the door lintel, then slanted upwards, cutting off half of the head of the tall old woman who was as terrifying as the wind, and then slanted upwards all the way... until it pierced through the roof.

Not dead, and no blood was shed.

The old woman who was chopped had her neck suddenly taken off like a hat, and then a crack appeared on her chest. It was not like an alien suddenly piercing her chest, but it was like a zipper being pulled open.

Then a head popped out from inside.

"Boom!"

The three sacred bamboos fell to the ground.

If they fail to kill the other party, then death will be the only thing waiting for them and Xia Shu.

The man just glanced at the Three Divine Bamboos, and then as if he had sensed something, he quickly retracted his head back into his chest.

The old woman's severed head suddenly twisted and pulled, fluttering and wrapping like a bandage. When everything returned to calm, the severed part had returned to normal.

My eyelids are getting heavier.

Sanshenzhu forced herself to stay awake. She saw a familiar figure rushing towards her.

The black robe seemed to emerge from his skin and quickly wrapped around his body, causing him to change his shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was wrapped in a pitch-black robe, with a hood covering his head and hiding most of his face.

There was no wind, but the robe fluttered gently.

It is definitely not something that exists in the normal material world.

"Sanshen, how about I treat you to barbecue?"

"Huh?" This was probably the only sound she could squeeze out. Maybe she was too tired, or maybe she didn't understand why the other party suddenly made the invitation.

"Don't worry, it's definitely high-quality barbecue. I haven't had a good meal in a long time." He quickly bent down, took the Dumuqi knife from Sanshenzhu's hand, and slashed it diagonally.

The "old woman" who had just witnessed the power of the divine weapon immediately stepped back, fearing that she would be cut in half.

But... there was no sword energy, nor any crescent-shaped slash.

The knife didn't touch the other person, so it didn't hurt him.

People are different!

The old woman was overjoyed. She seemed to have found her chance to win. With her long arms and legs and her speed advantage, she would be invincible as long as she could dodge the opponent's knife!

On the contrary, Sanshenzhu's expression changed drastically, because she knew too well that after Xia Shu's strike, he would probably fall down helplessly. At that time, the two of them would be at the mercy of others.

The long arms, like those of a stick insect, reached out towards Natsuki.

There was a flash of knife, the knife was folded by turning the wrist, and one arm was thrown high into the air.

Tired? Not at all!

For ordinary people, one knife is enough to drain all the strength of the whole body, but for Xia Shu at this moment, he can chop many times.

Just now when he woke up, the first thing he saw was the thing rushing in.

There is the breath of humanity, but also the breath of ghost stories, but it is different from what Xia Shu knows. The breath of humanity is within the breath of ghost stories.

I've heard of this before, it's called possession.

Before Xia Shu's brain could comprehend, his body had already instinctively imitated and successfully used this ability.

Using human body to control strange stories.

Now, is he the human Natsuki wearing "Administrator (D)" or the ghost story administrator worn by Natsuki?

who am I?

Natsuki is not Socrates.

He only knew that there was a second knife.

Perhaps the old woman in front of me can give me the answer.