"Hello, sir, are you traveling to Japan alone?"

On a luxurious cruise ship, a man who looks like a dragon is lying on a beach chair, enjoying the warm autumn sunshine comfortably.

Next to him, a woman with a faint flushed face held a glass of champagne in her left hand, and looked at the graceful man on the lounge chair with peach blossoms, with unspeakable thoughts surging in her mind.

"No, the reason for the work, I need to go on a business trip!"

"Oh? It turns out it's a job. I don't know what the sir does?"

The woman said, and came to the man's recliner chair intentionally or unintentionally, stood up straight, and sat down charmingly, half of her buttocks pressed against the man's thighs, and she accidentally shook it as if she was not sitting firmly.

Hearing the woman's words, he looked at the woman's figure and appearance. Wang Xuebin, who was unfavorable, raised the grape juice in his hand, took a sip, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Seeing Wang Xuebin's undeniable attitude, the woman's smile became even more gorgeous. She turned to her side, leaned against the chair, and lay down on the side.

One hand quietly stroked Wang Xuebin's chest, and his fingers gently stroked his strong chest muscles.

"Where are you going to this business trip?

I am very familiar with many places in Japan. Why not let us take a trip with two people together? I can accompany you everywhere in your spare time, so as to save you from loneliness alone and not even a person to talk to!"

The woman's face became redder and her breathing became thicker and thicker. The sweet breath penetrated into Wang Xuebin's breath, making people feel intoxicated.

"Miss... are you... drunk too much?"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin casually put the grape juice on the table beside him, looked at the woman who was so close to him, smiled politely, got up and left.

Wang Xuebin was together and the chair was unstable, and immediately turned over. This chair was not heavy, otherwise the woman who came to meet her would have to be broken.

Wang Xuebin, who left, did not look back, took out the dark green Hetian jade plaque hidden in his arms and rubbed it gently.

If that lady really likes something else, then give it to it. At worst, it can be used as an overnight fee, which is not a big deal, but this jade tablet won’t work!

The relationship between this jade plaque is too important. If it falls into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it will definitely be a disaster!

The jade plaque is made of Hotan mountain material, the size of a palm, about half an inch thick, square and rounded corners, and carving craftsmanship.

The small jade plaque is not only filled with mysterious cloud seal patterns in extremely tiny fonts, but also carved the images of eighty-three people on both sides.

The portrait is lifelike, as if it is a spirit. Whenever you see a figure in a jade tablet, you will feel your eyes staring at you, your eyes full of malice, which makes you feel frightened.

The white jade plaque and the dark blue portrait complement each other, making people feel the vivid and weirdness of the portrait.

The eighty-three people, except for six men, were all women, among which the two men and one woman with relatively light colors were all familiar faces to Wang Xuebin.

Even Wang Xuebin didn't expect that their meeting would be in such a special occasion!

......

"Where are wandering souls remaining? The three souls have descended early, the seven souls are coming, the wilderness by the river, temples and villages, palace prisons, tombs and forests, now invite the mountain gods, the generals of the wandering land, the house and the stove king, summon the souls and ghosts, help them to get up. The sky gate is opened, the earth gate is opened, and the lonely ghosts are coming. The gods are as anxious as the law! Issue!"

The spell murmured, the gust of wind gushed, and the ghost energy in the living room of the villa became stronger and stronger, but it seemed to be suppressed by some force and could not be formed.

"this..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin frowned. Although this was his first time to catch a ghost, it shouldn't be like this?

Whenever the ghost energy wants to gather into a group, a force will descend from the top of the living room and suppress all the floating ghost energy.

If Wang Xuebin hadn't had six senses stronger than ordinary people, he would have really not discovered the secrets!

"Ha! You also said you are not Jiuju's first-class!"

Seeing the uniquely shaped lamp on the ceiling, Wang Xuebin shook his head and sneered, and softly contempt.

On the ceiling directly above the lamp, a huge four-fold chrysanthemum pattern was printed on it, with secret texts engraved on it, which shine brightly from Wang Xuebin's perspective.

It is this chrysanthemum pattern that exudes invisible deterrence at all times, constantly expelling the ghost energy in the house over and over again to prevent the flow of lonely ghosts from invading the inner house.

"Haha! You dare to show off your skills? Dawei Tian...No... let me know!"

Wang Xuebin muttered something in his mouth, with his left palm and his right fist, and his hands were pressed together.

I saw that the ceiling instantly rolled upwards as if it was coming alive, tearing the chrysanthemum pattern into pieces, and the secret text was also tangled into a ball.

As the power to intimidate ghost energy disappeared, the ghost energy finally took shape smoothly. Wang Xuebin looked forward to coming to the sofa and sitting, taking out a cup of hot tea from the space, crossing his legs, and savoring it while waiting.

A figure appeared, a minor girl, drooping half of her neck, exposed her spine and trachea, looking like a Japanese woman with a cracked mouth, and her mouth torn to her ears.

Wang Xuebin was stunned. He thought that there was something wrong with his spell casting, so he put the hot tea in his hand on the coffee table, and then he wanted to get up to check it.

But before he could move, another figure appeared, still a woman, but this time he was much older.

He is about thirty years old, with a kimono with a kimono and a red lips and white face. If you look at the face alone, you will definitely be extremely beautiful.

It’s a pity that I have a beautiful face but I can’t see my body!

The purple kimono was torn and blood dripped from the corners of the corners. The broken clothes could not cover the body at all!

right!

It's the body!

After slaughtering, remove the remaining torso such as head, tail, limbs, internal organs, etc.!

She has no hands, feet, internal organs, nothing but bones and flesh!

Nothing!!!

Floating emptyly in the air, the eyes were silent, the kind of silence that didn't even have resentment!

This figure really scared Wang Xuebin!

Two more figures appeared, one of which had no eyes and the other had no ears. Wang Xuebin only felt cunning and had no strange intentions.

Another figure, no skin...

Another figure, and the aroma of barbecue came from his body...

Adults and children, all kinds of ways of dying, all kinds of torture!

The figures slowly unfolded in front of Wang Xuebin like scrolls, telling him the pain they had during their lifetime.

The arrival of resentful ghosts shows Wang Xuebin the extreme evil of human nature!

The hair was coming, and a fruit knife was lying across his throat, his face was covered with scalds, and the sparse hair was dripping with the fragrance of old duck soup.

Xiao Ming came, staggering, walking shakingly, with a plastic bag on his head, which was full of dirty vomit.

Cissy also came, her forehead was dark and her head was covered with brown plasma. There was a trace of white brain marrow mixed in the plasma, like a tofu brain with braised soup.

Eighty-two ghost shadows and eighty-two ways to die, Wang Xuebin was dumbfounded and opened his horizons.

To be honest, his knowledge is definitely not shallow, and there are many dead people who see them, but there are many of the eighty ways to die in front of him that he has never even thought of!

This is fucking...he's cheap!

Finally, a faint light slowly rose from Jack's forehead, and then a loud burp in his mouth, spewing out a colorful aura.

As soon as this breath touched the inspiration on the forehead, it mixed with it and gradually turned into a human form.

Before the human form could react, the aura gradually became strange and gloomy, slowly turning into transparent, thinly fitting on the outer layer of the human form, forming a wanton ghost aura.

"Aouh..."

As soon as the human figure appeared, he roared to the sky, his anger soared to the sky, and he chose someone to eat!

"Roar~~~"

Before Jack could turn into a resentful ghost, the eighty-two resentful ghosts roared together when they saw Jack appearing.

This deafening sound actually shocked the naked women in the corner to death!

In other words, Wang Xuebin was cautious in his mind and his spiritual cultivation was extremely concise, so he could get over it. Otherwise, this power would be enough for him to bear it!

Feeling such a terrifying roar, Jack quickly turned around and looked back, and saw more than seventy pairs of eyes full of endless resentment staring at it without blinking.

There were still more than ten resentful ghosts who had no eyes, but they also looked at the jack with two bloody holes on their faces.

If it weren't for the four special candles in the four corners of the room, this group of resentful ghosts would have started their carnival long ago!

"Hair...how are you here?"

Wang Xuebin frowned, pulled out a clear heart talisman with his left hand, took out a handful of talisman with his right hand, closed it to his palm, and his hands were frustrated, and the yellow talisman and talisman money immediately turned into ashes.

Ashes fell, a clear light attached to his palm, aiming at his hair and gently swung it.

The clear light drifted to the hair from afar, through his ghost barrier, and directly into his soul.

As the clear light flashed, the hair's eyes gradually became bright. He stood there for a moment and finally realized his situation.

"...Wang...Mr. Wang..."

His voice was a little frightened and a little aggrieved. He stood there tremblingly, not daring to get close to Wang Xuebin at all.

"Come here, sit down first. If I remember correctly, shouldn't you be killed by Annie? How could you come here? Is your death related to this jack?"

The hair dared not disobey Wang Xuebin's words, not to mention that they knew each other before his death. Now that he is dead, he has become a ghost, he dares not disobey Wang Xuebin's instructions.

If someone is a ghost-catching master, he is a lonely ghost. If he disobeys others, he is just a matter of making trouble for himself. Hair is a ghost who knows the current affairs, so he will naturally not make such low-level mistakes.

"Mr. Wang..."

He looked around carefully and was shocked. Although he was a ghost now, he was still furious when he saw the likes in the room.
To be continued...