Yu Xing thought that the female ghost should have hidden the corpse in the wooden house. Anyway, she is just an ordinary ghost. Logically speaking, she would not understand what it means to have no silver here.
However, the wooden door shattered and exposed the scene in the house, Yu Xing was still silent for a moment.
I have to admit that he misunderstood this time, and the female ghost didn't lie at all.
——Because at this moment, the corpses of four or five wild dogs were lying on the ground of the wooden house, dripping blood, surrounding a skull with carrion and some broken bones in the middle.
Um……
If he was not wrong, the female ghost killed all the wild dogs that ate her body, and placed them in the wooden house, achieving another sense of integrity of the corpse.
Who said that the flesh that is separated from the dog's belly is not flesh? Who said that the bones that are used by dogs to grind their teeth are not bones!
Thinking of this, Yu Xing even felt that this female ghost had an unconventional wisdom.
Of course, even if he praises a few more words, he can't change the fact that the female ghost is already crazy.
Baiyi shook in front of her eyes, and a grimace that began to become bloody and vague from some point on her face suddenly appeared in front of Yu Xing. The wind that was rushing towards her was mixed with the rotten smell, which was disgusting.
Yu Xing used a knife to block it. For only a moment when the female ghost walked around the blade like smoke, and her sharp claws grabbed him hard in the face!
Yu Xing retreated at the extreme and was almost scratched by his skin. He felt a burning pain on his face and the yin was chilling.
After touching it, it was the ghost energy that entered his body. Although he couldn't see it, he guessed that a small piece of his face should be black.
Ghosts without entities are really difficult to deal with.
No, it cannot be said that. Generally speaking, similar ghosts are more fierce than having entities, but the former can use some physical means to deal with them, but the spirits need more "spell attacks".
The female ghost in front of him is probably a side dish for Taoist Feng Shui masters and others, but it is very troublesome for Yu Xing now.
His current identity is an ordinary person.
If an ordinary person wants to fight back, he can only destroy the spiritual body, so that the spiritual body can no longer be condensed!
Yu Xing moved his footsteps and tried to run towards the skull and the corpse of a wild dog. However, the female ghost knew his weakness, so how could he have an opportunity to take advantage of it?
As soon as he wanted to get close, the female ghost's attack became even more intense. Yu Xing could only resist the counterattack with his agility and a whip. At the same time, he could clearly feel the loss of physical strength.
After dodging another blow, Yu Xing stood there and gasped in control, his legs gradually became heavier, as if he was filled with lead.
He was actually tired.
This body...
A flash of inspiration flashed through Yu Xing's mind, and something was vaguely thought of.
However, he was always blocked and was annoyed. He held the knife and scratched his arm hard!
The blood poured on the blade, making the sword even more vicious. When the female ghost saw it, she floated back a little fear and looked at Yu Xing with resentment.
The scene was in a stalemate.
Yu Xing couldn't enter the wooden house, and the female ghost couldn't do anything to him for a while.
A few seconds later, the female ghost calmed down a little, and returned to the soft voice of the woman in white, and acted softly at Yu Xing: "Master, just let me tear off my face. If you don't drink my tea, you can leave after tearing your face~"
Yu Xing chuckled.
She was too obsessed with this, just like there were some rules that had to be followed. It was neither in line with the female ghost's revenge mentality nor could she find the corresponding factors.
Instead, it makes people catch something wrong.
Just as Yu Xing was about to say something, he let out a puff.
A slender hand dyed by the soil suddenly stretched out from the ground like a title page for Plants vs. Zombies.
The person who had been digging the soil underground finally saw the light of day again. The hand pressed the ground beside him, and the veins bulged, as if he was pulling himself up with force.
The next second, a head came out, and Zhao Ruru's face face confronted Yu Xing's eyes.
She blinked, turned her head slightly, and then looked at the resentful female ghost.
"y--" The words that were not expressed were swallowed back urgently. Zhao Ruru's eyes flashed and he changed his words, "Young Master, it is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Please create it!"
Yu Xing: "..."
His whole body suddenly felt relaxed because the female ghost abandoned him and turned to suppress Zhao Ruru.
Zhao Ruru resisted and shouted, "If you drink tea, you will be buried alive by her!"
Upon receiving Zhao Ruru's reminder, Yu Xing said calmly: "I didn't drink."
"Miss, I have a way to save you."
With this variable, he should be able to enter the wooden house.
The female ghost stared at him fiercely. Yu Xing was not afraid at all. He whipped her again. He took advantage of the moment when the female ghost was wailing and moved forward a few steps to the door of the wooden house. The female ghost reached out to grab him on the back. Zhao Ruru immediately shook a bell in his hand.
"Dingling..."
The ethereal and distant sound waves dispersed like a dispersed, causing the female ghost's spirit to stagnate in the air.
The sound of bells also has an impact on people. Yu Xing only felt that his eyes were dark and his head was buzzing, but he could still act. Taking this opportunity, the blood-stained knife immediately slashed at the corpses of the dogs, and at the same time shattered the skull.
...
Before I knew it, fog was in the mountains.
After the female ghost's spirit body dissipated, the open space was almost flooded with fog. When the fog dissipated, the wooden house also disappeared, leaving only a small grave dug by a wild dog, with fragments of bones inside.
It is no wonder that being treated like this after death will condense resentment and become a ghost that harms people.
Yu Xing tore off the hem of his clothes and acted as a bandage, bandaging his bleeding arms.
His wounds showed no sign of healing, that is, his resurrection and recovery ability were not there at this moment.
This made him more confident about the guess that just emerged in his mind.
Zhao Ruru finally pulled herself out of the pit completely. She was covered in mud and embarrassed. Seeing that Yu Xing was clean, she said enviously: "Young master, do you still have clean clothes?"
Yu Xing threw the clean clothes in his carry-on bag at her, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there any water source nearby?"
If not, Zhao Ruru's muddy body would not be easy to deal with.
"Yes, I came from there." Zhao Ruru looked at him with a gaze, "You can accompany me to go there, and give me the clothes after I wash it."
Although speaking like this is not in line with the great defense of men and women in ancient times, neither of them received a warning about character design. Maybe their characters are not normal people.
Yu Xing followed Zhao Ruru toward the water source.
At this moment, Zhao Ruru finally remembered to introduce herself. She relied on Yu Xinggang to "save" her and tried her best to leak the information: "Thank you for saving your life. The little girl is the saint of the Wangquan tribe. In order not to be presented to the Dog God as a bride by the high priest, she escaped from the clan."
Of course, this is not her half-day experience, but the setting given to her by the character information.
"I have been running away for several days, thirsty and tired. When I passed by the small wooden house just now, I wanted to stop and have a tea, but I didn't expect..."
Zhao Ruru was sobbing: "I was buried by a ghost!"
Yu Xing glanced at her.
Zhao Ruru was not so unwarranted. The identity of the saint seemed to have brought her some "spell attack" abilities... I'm afraid this tea was drunk on purpose to test the conditions of death.
Sure enough, Zhao Ruru wiped away the tears that did not exist and only wiped his face with mud: "Woooo, in the dark, it seems that a god told me that I have died once! Then I found that I didn't seem to be suffocating and could still dig up all the way."