I just became a ghost, and someone danced on my grave

"I didn't expect that he would die like this, which is really a pity."

Young Master Zhao shook his head and put the pocket pistol in his pocket.

Several strong men around him stood there with expressionless faces.

After following Young Master Zhao for many years, they have long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

"Just now Bai Qingxue said that Wang Jie and the others died here ten years ago. I don’t know if it’s true or not."

A middle-aged man next to him, whose status was obviously higher than the other strong men, said.

"Wang Jie and those guys didn't know how to live or die, so they insisted on making a bet with me, but they left and never came back."

"Bai Qingxue is the biggest suspect. Otherwise, those big families wouldn't have targeted the Bai family like this in recent years."

"Okay, let's not discuss this anymore. It's getting late. Let's go back. I happened to go back and take a hot shower, and I got all bad luck."

As he said that, Mr. Zhao was about to turn around, but at this moment, the middle-aged man's face turned ugly.

Because he found that the fog in front of him suddenly rolled up, like a wild beast that chooses people to eat.

At the same time, he seemed to see something in front of him. There were shadows floating in the mist.

This made his eyes show a bit of fear.

After all, he was just an ordinary person.

"Young Master, I have checked the information a long time ago. There used to be a mass grave in this place. Then suddenly one day the black air filled the air and everything was shrouded in black mist. It turned into a deserted place. Occasionally, pedestrians would break in. After returning home, they would inevitably Serious illness"

"Ten years ago, before Wang Jie and others died, he had a video call with his friends. His friends all said they found supernatural things in the video, and when Bai Qingxue faced the supervisor's inquiry, she also said that they were possessed by ghosts. killed"

"Master, let’s run quickly. What if there is really a ghost inside?"

As he said that, the old man took out a few talismans from his arms and wanted to hand them to Mr. Zhao.

"I asked the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple to help me draw this. The Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple is very good at magic."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Uncle Kang, you also know that I have never believed in this thing. I have a hard life and no ghost dares to come near me."

Just as he finished speaking, he felt a cold feeling on his neck. When he turned around, he saw a ghost claw resting on his shoulder.

The ghost claw was filled with black air.

"I want to see how hard your life is."

The erratic voice came into his ears, itching, but it made Zhao Shaohan's hair stand up instantly.

Uncle Kang and the strong men had a look of horror on their faces.

From their angles, they just saw Behind Young Master Zhao, there was a pale face and a pair of dead fish eyes, which made people feel numb.

Uncle Kang held the yellow talisman in his hand tightly. Over the years, he followed Young Master Zhao and did countless evil things. He didn't know how to kill him. After passing so many people, I still feel trembling all over

"run."

A thought came to Uncle Kang's mind. No matter how loyal he was to Mr. Zhao, he could not suppress the fear in his heart.

But just as he turned around, he found that the way he came had been covered by a black mist.

And the ghost in the black mist There were many shadows, and countless shadows were floating.

A pair of eyes looked at them greedily.

I don’t know how many ghosts there were.

The strong men were also stiff.

One ghost stretched out its long tongue and pointed at a strong man. The man's head was licked like this.

The strong man's head was rolled down. Before the blood could spurt out, it turned into a mummy and fell to the ground.

Another strong man was frightened and took out a pistol. , and pulled the trigger on one of the ghosts.

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire echoed in the sky.

The bullet passed through the black shadow, and the black shadow shook for a while, as if the water was rippled by stones.

That was the moment the strong man pulled the trigger.

A group of ghosts swarmed up.

This was absolutely terrifying. A human scene.

A strong man was strangled by a branch hanging from a tree, and then hung into the air, strangled to death.

There was also a strong man, his feet were entangled by a grass in the ground, and he was pulled. He fell into the earth and suffocated to death.

Uncle Kang was even more miserable. He was strangled to death by his own hands.

In the end, only Young Master Zhao was left. His face was extremely frightened at this moment, and his pants were already stained with yellow urine. Soaked with fluid, swaying constantly

"No, don’t kill me."

However, what responded to him was a pale head, which gently approached his neck, then opened its mouth and bit down on his neck.

As a result, Young Master Zhao's body became dry and flat while his body was shaking..

Finally became a mummy.

Bai Qingxue, who had broken his head and was on the verge of death, quietly watched his enemies die one by one in front of him, with a bit of joy in his eyes.

The ghosts were floating around, making cheerful sounds, like Sharing a gluttonous feast.

It wasn't until all the strong men turned into mummies that an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit walked out of the mist and came to Bai Qingxue.

"You are about to die, but you are lucky to be chosen by the ancestor."

After the Ghost King of Everlasting Hatred finished speaking, he winked at the two little ghosts next to him.

The two little ghosts lifted Bai Qingxue's arms from side to side and walked towards the depths of the ghost realm.