Wu Dazhi didn't want to say it even more harshly. After all, she was a girl. She was really going to die. She couldn't get married in the future, and she wouldn't be able to seek revenge from Wu Dazhi.
Wu Dazhi is not afraid of revenge, but he is afraid that if she takes responsibility for him, then he will lose Dafa.
"What did you say?" Wu Dazhi's words made Zheng Saisai scream: "You said there is a ghost coming to kill me. What kind of ghost is it? Is it a ghost in red clothes? Is it a woman? Her name is Han Xinyun."
Wu Dazhi couldn't help but say a few words to Zheng Saisai. She knew everything about what was going on. Sure enough, people can't do bad things, and they will clearly remember the bad things they do.
"Hey, I really didn't expect you to remember everything so clearly. Don't make a fuss. Just tell me that you killed someone. It's not an unforgivable thing for people to come to you, right? ,"
When Wu Dazhi saw that Zheng Saisai knew everything, he didn't talk nonsense to her. He would say whatever she wanted, and if it hurt her self-esteem, he would say "Hey..." But what Wu Dazhi didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Sai Sai stopped talking again and began to laugh strangely, which made people's hair stand on end.
"Can you stop laughing? This place is so scary that it scares people to death."
Wu Dazhi rolled his arms and said dissatisfied:
"Okay, don't laugh. I won't scold you anymore. How about we make a deal?"
"Trading," Zheng Saisai seemed to have heard something funny. He tilted his swollen head and said after thinking: "Trading is a good thing. Tell me, what do you know?"
"When you pushed Han Xinyun down, how many people knew about it?" Wu Dazhi took a step forward and said word by word in order to see Zheng Saisai's face clearly.
"How many people know," Zheng Saisai raised her entire arm, and Wu Dazhi realized that something seemed wrong. Her movements were too stiff, which made people feel very disharmonious.
"Say," Wu Dazhi looked at Zheng Saisai's extremely uncoordinated body movements and held the previously hidden sword tighter.
What.
"What are you talking about, wow haha, aren't you very powerful? You can find Zheng Saisai here." Suddenly Zheng Saisai's body began to change, and water kept pouring out. Wu Dazhi was frightened and took a step back.
After a few seconds, Zheng Saisai's body finally stopped leaking and returned to her normal appearance. She stared at Wu Dazhi with wide eyes. Before Wu Dazhi could speak, she fell to the ground with a plop. When I got up, there was a foul smell coming from my body.
Wu Dazhi hurriedly covered his nose. It seemed that Zheng Saisai had really been dead for several days. The reason why he was able to talk to him just now was because he was controlled by someone.
But who controlled her? Could it be Han Xinyun? Wu Dazhi couldn't believe this fact. No matter how powerful Han Xinyun was, he was still a ghost. Ghosts would have ghost energy, and most people wouldn't notice it. But as a practitioner, he would never notice it. Less than.
Just when Wu Dazhi was thinking about who was the real enemy behind the scenes, a pair of cold hands came from behind him and wrapped directly around his neck. He didn't know what the thing was going to do. As soon as it touched Wu Dazhi's body, The sound of ah jumped far away.
"I didn't expect you to be a powerful character. If I hadn't gotten good things from the master before, I would have been wiped out now,"
Wu Dazhi calmed down, turned around and looked back, and he saw a female ghost standing behind him, but he was not sure whether this thing could be called a ghost, because she had completely materialized, and she probably looked like this when she was alive.
"You are Han Xinyun," Wu Dazhi asked matter-of-factly: "You also surprised me. I have never seen a ghost with such a physical sense. It seems that your master has indeed given you good things. "
Han Xinyun was obviously not the same person as Zheng Saisai. When facing Wu Dazhi, she didn't do anything special. She still stood there, looking at him without speaking.
"You have already killed two people. Do you really want to kill everyone who knew about it but did not tell them?"
Wu Dazhi doesn't like his identity as an exorcist, because this identity brings too many constraints. He is obviously an evil ghost who has killed people, but he must first carry out ideological education before he can accept it. Every time at this time, it is Wu Dazhi who The most unhappy time for Dazhi.
"Yes," Han Xinyun was very cheerful and answered unambiguously: "You don't want to stop me, haha, it's so funny. Don't say that you listened to my songs before and made a contract with me. That's it. Are you confident that you can defeat me now?"
Facing Han Xinyun's provocation, Wu Dazhi felt that he should retaliate unceremoniously. He blocked the sword behind him in front of him. He looked at Han Xinyun coldly, and then said lightly:
"If I say that I don't care about any contract now, but I will save you here, will you say something? It's best to think of some last words for your good friend,"
Wu Dazhi recited the incantation and threw the sword into the air. Now he has learned how to use the sword in a new way. Driven by the incantation and followed by his handprints, the sword can chase zombies like those zombie movies.
But this was Wu Dazhi's new research. As for the effect, he really didn't know. Driven by the spell, he attacked in the direction of Han Xinyun.
Wu Dazhi originally saw on TV that most of the female ghosts fled after seeing this trick, but Han Xinyun was different, standing there as if waiting for the sword to arrive.
The moment Wu Dazhi stabbed Han Xinyun with his sword, the ghost in front of him disappeared, followed by a burst of laughter:
"Don't you want to kill me? You have to find me to kill me. I still have a lot of things to do, so I won't play with you. But you should think about how to explain to the police for a while."
When explaining to the police, Wu Dazhi didn't understand what Han Xinyun meant for a while, but when he heard the police car roaring downstairs, he instantly understood what had happened. It was so disgusting.
Without any time to think, he turned around and was about to run away, but as soon as he reached the door, the police rushed up to him, pointing their black guns at him. Wu Dazhi suddenly stood there and could not move.
These days, he has caught ghosts, beaten zombies, flirted with princesses, but he has never had anything to do with this gun. Wu Dazhi complained in his heart, oh, comrade police, will your gun go off? Please don't face me, please.
Wu Dazhi had a thousand words to say to his comrades in the police, but at the critical moment, he could not utter a single word.
"Don't move, raise your hands," he said. Dozens of people were paying attention. Wu Dazhi had dozens of pistols pointed at him. He was convinced that as long as he made a wrong posture, Jubi's chest and back would be bruised.
Wu Dazhi raised his hands obediently and asked with a wry smile: "Comrade police, are you mistaken? I am a good person. I am really a good person. I am a great good person."