The pale green light in the eyes of the little girl behind Bailian finally dissipated at the moment her tongue separated from her body.
The whole person fell to the ground unconsciously, unconscious.
The old ghost's voice was trembling. He was supposed to be a ghost hunter in the dark night, but at this moment, fear finally seized his soul.
Looking at the young man holding a long tongue in his hand under the moonlit night, his eyes were so red that they were weeping with blood. What was really scary was not the pair of bloody pupils staring like a ghost.
The scary thing is that he clearly has a pair of eyes that can frighten the souls of ghosts, but his face is still calm, gentle and calm. This scene is really weird to the core.
There was no more wind in the alley, but the old ghost felt chills all over his body and shuddered: "How on earth...how did you see through my true body."
Balian said calmly: "You talk a lot."
Old ghost: "..."
"From the moment I appeared, you talked a lot, as if you were deliberately trying to prove your speaking ability to me. You pretended to be a storyteller, and it seems to be the same. You have no tongue in your mouth, abandoning her body, and you are speaking in your own words.
It’s very difficult to speak eloquently, but you don’t seem to want others to know that you are a tongueless ghost, so you try your best to show off your eloquence, but if people talk too much, the ghost’s tongue will turn black.”
Balian slowly raised his eyes, slowly wrapped the tongue in his hand like wool, and rolled it into knots in circles.
The old ghost's voice was full of hatred, and he felt that he was being tricked: "If you had such a powerful ability from the beginning, why didn't you kill us directly, instead of doing it because I took the bait."
It's obviously a cliche.
But Balian answered honestly: "That little girl is innocent. She didn't want to kill anyone."
Whether she's scared or helpless, the little girl's expression is not fake.
She is just an old ghost's puppet, a tongue-in-cheek, a pathetic person.
What's more important is that darkness comes in the city tonight very strangely and suddenly.
Balian felt vaguely that if he didn't do something at this moment, he would miss something forever.
Do it with your heart.
There is a ghost that can be caught and a person that can be saved, so naturally there is no need to pretend that nothing has happened.
"It's so disgusting that I even want to save a ghost!" The old ghost suddenly went crazy: "In that case! Why don't you come and save me too! I'm very pitiful too, why doesn't anyone come to save me!"
He cursed: "Hypocrisy!"
Balian didn't take it seriously and said: "Are you going to debate with me about good and evil? Is it superfluous to argue angrily about the hypocrisy of ghosts before the demons?"
He placed the tongue rolled into a ball on the ground and pressed it lightly with his palm. The mountain seal showed a shining golden light, and a seal like a mountain suppressed the old tongue.
"Killing pays for life, but you have no life to taste. I will not kill you, but will only hand you over to the army in the city. Do you have any objection?"
"You little brat-"
"Of course." Balian chuckled: "Even if you have objections, it's useless."
He turned around and picked up the unconscious little girl on the ground, put his palm against her cheek and checked her temperature.
The old ghost suddenly smiled, his eyes were extremely strange: "Aren't you afraid that I will fall into the hands of the city guards and expose this little girl ghost? Those people, for the sake of merit, can choose any! means!" He
The last four words are pronounced with a strong accent, expressing deep resentment.
Balian glanced at him and said nothing.
At that time, the sound of the clock could be heard outside the alley, and the bangle was clear, which gave a sense of loneliness at night.
He suddenly smiled, and under the gaze of the old ghost, he raised his arm, and what he held in his palm was the Allegro.
As the banging sound sounded again, the Allegro in his hand followed the sound of the banging sound with a crisp strike.
The old ghost's expression changed drastically.
"Bang bang bang!!!" the voice sounded.
"Ka ka ka!!!" Allegro sound.
The sound of Geng Lang's footsteps gradually faded away, but the sound of gongs and drums seemed to be forced to stay here by the Allegro, echoing for a while, each sound deeper than the other.
As the wooden boards in Balian's hands collided, blood began to spurt out for no apparent reason.
His fingertips were intact, but the blood seemed to seep out from the wooden board in a steady stream.
Every time the Allegro was shot, the little girl's body vibrated and twitched.
The strange thing is that there is no pain on her face, but her brows become more peaceful and peaceful, as if her long-suppressed soul has finally been released.
As the blood from the Allegro fell down like a thread, the body of the little girl in his arms began to turn into ashes and decay, peeling away from the dust inch by inch.
The blood in the Allegro is thick, but it is difficult to stick to fingers and wooden boards. It keeps dripping and cannot be attached to anything. It can only settle in the earth and be covered by the soil.
Until the last drop of blood falls from the collision of wooden boards to the ground.
The piece of wood in his hand quickly turned black, like burning charcoal, and disintegrated into ashes with a gentle squeeze.
At the same time, a ray of soul floated out from the girl's eyebrows, and her body turned into sand and drifted away.
Balian quickly closed the umbrella and put the girl's soul into the fan.
After doing this, he moved his feet and kicked the small stove over. The boiling water on the stove turned into a puddle of corpse oil at some point, and was instantly ignited in the roaring fire. The small and simple home
It just started burning.
The old ghost's green eyes were staring at the fire, and two tears of blood slowly flowed out of his eyes. The tongue spirit was suppressed, and he could not escape.
"How on earth did you see that?" The old ghost's voice was no longer stern, but filled with deep tiredness.
Bailian said: "Your purpose is not just to kill people, but to steal people's essence and try to return Yang to human form. You are a ghost spirit. Once the extra human essence enters the body, it will instantly assimilate into the ghost breath, so
You need a living soul to nourish your soul.
Just now, between the lines of your words, you have been emphasizing that this little girl is a ghost, and using your tongue to control her to kill me, in order to make my two companions hiding in the dark believe that she is also a ghost, which is not the case."
In the city, the sound of iron horse fighting came from the city.
It was the city guards who were attracted by the fire in this alley.
What was burned in the fire was not only a shabby house, but also a thick layer of corpse water.
The blood in Bailian's eyes dissipated and turned into a deep black like splashing ink.
He held an umbrella to block the moonlight, squatted in front of Tongue and the old ghost, and waited quietly.
When Lan Youdie used his war horse to smash through the old wall of the alley, and the dust was flying, the young man in the fire was obviously stunned, and he was very surprised: "Is it you?"
Balian nodded in greeting: "Miss Lan."
Lan Youdie frowned and looked around. When she saw the old ghost lying on the ground, her expression changed again.
With a clang, she drew out the spiritual sword on the horse. She looked extremely alert, pointed the sword edge at the old ghost, and said sternly: "Zhou Ruyan! It's you who is causing trouble tonight?! Do you know who you are killing tonight?!"
The old ghost laughed coldly and did not answer.
Seeing that he was motionless, Lan Youdie frowned secretly. When she saw the long sealed tongue under the young man, she suddenly understood something.
Somewhat incredible.
This troublesome ghost has been ravaging the border town and causing harm for hundreds of years. Even the army in the city can't do anything to him.
Tonight, the time between killing someone and escaping was only three sticks of incense.
The troops in the city had not yet had time to search the city and take precautions.
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