"In this case, could it be that some of the people around us in our daily lives are not humans but ghosts?"
Fu Yang's imagination became very big.
Of course, he just thought about it casually.
Through this period of time with Ah Huang, he has become very clear about what kind of terrifying existence the "Ghost King" is. Anyone who has reached this level is an absolute big shot in the entire supernatural world!
When the Ghost King comes out, the world is turned upside down!
Even the three giants of the Taoist sect must be prepared.
But now, such a "big shot" is pinching his feet...
Under the dim light, Fu Yang looked at Wei Ke with gentle eyes.
In the darkness, there are stupid bad guys hiding.
Li Fang, along with a group of younger brothers, and Brother Sun peered at Fu Yang and Dong Weike under the street lamp, whispering.
"Brother Sun, is this Gumantong brat really easy to use?"
"Of course! To tell you the truth, bro, I have already killed a person with this thing. Tsk, tsk, it's very bloody and cruel."
A cruel look flashed across Li Fang's face.
I secretly thought in my heart: "That's good! This damn poor guy actually made me eat dog shit in the KTV last time! If I don't avenge this, I swear I won't be a human being."
Brother Sun smiled sinisterly and took out the Gumantong and unscrewed the cap of the glass bottle.
A rotten stench rose into the sky.
"Grass! It smells worse than the shit you eat..."
Li Fang was so stunned that he vomited immediately.
Many of the boys behind me also vomited. The sound of vomiting came and went all of a sudden.
Brother Sun was a little embarrassed and forgot to remind everyone to cover their noses.
Take out a needle.
Prick your finger and put a few drops of blood into the opened glass bottle.
Li Fang was shocked to see the fist-sized black Gumantong inside the glass bottle actually moving, which was very strange.
Brother Sun's eyes became sinister and vicious, and he said to the little ghost Gumantong in the glass bottle: "Go! Kill that man and threaten that woman!"
Hee hee hee, hahaha.
A faint chuckle sounded in their ears, and then a dark shadow flew out of the bottle and disappeared into the night sky in front of them...
I looked down and saw that the Gumantong in the bottle had disappeared.
"Awesome! Now let's see what happens to this damn smelly hanging silk. I also want to play with his super beautiful horse..."
Li Fang's eyes sparkled with lust, and Brother Sun was also eager to try. They had already agreed that they would take turns...
Fu Yang and Dong Weike didn't know that the "danger" was coming!
"Are you feeling better?"
"Okay... better."
"Then let's go. I want to try on the clothes and bags I bought today when I go back tonight. Haha!"
Dong Weike stood up, deliberately put his hands on his hips and laughed like a "female man".
Suddenly, the smile on her face solidified and then became expressionless.
Fu Yang was shocked. He quickly asked her what happened?
Dong Weike suddenly burst out laughing again.
"I didn't expect that there are actually a few little mice hiding in the secret. They want to use magic to control ghosts to plot against us!"
ah?
Fu Yang was stunned for a moment. Then he couldn't help but laugh.
Use evil magic to control ghosts to deal with a ghost king?!
He really wanted to say something to the mastermind behind the scenes: How stupid are you to force your family to know?
"Is that ghost coming? Wei Ke, can I use the spell you taught me to devour it?"
"no!"
"Why?"
"I will find time to talk to you in detail tomorrow. Now, let's see together, which mouse is behind the conspiracy?"
After Wei Ke finished speaking, he shook his right hand slightly and pointed casually towards the night sky behind him.
A rope made of black gas flew out.
A few seconds later, a ferocious-looking baby-like monster was tied up with black energy ropes and brought in front of Dong Weike and Fu Yang.
It's about a foot long, and its head is so big that it takes up half of its body.
The mouth is also very large, with sharp and pointed teeth; it looks a bit like a snake when it is fully opened, and the upper and lower jaws can be separated.
Although the hands and feet have shrunk, the nails have become very sharp, like the claws of some kind of monster. The torso is slender, and the overall look is like some kind of lizard...
Fu Yang saw this ugly and disgusting ghost and asked curiously: "What kind of ghost is this? Is it a baby spirit?"
"It's not something from China! This thing is called Xiaogui, a kind of evil magic in Southeast Asia. It's made from the souls and corpses of dead children."
"Oh. Isn't that Gumantong?"
Fu Yang suddenly realized.
He has the same view as Brother Sun, thinking that the two are popular and elegant ways of saying the same thing.
Unexpectedly, Dong Weike shook his head.
"Imps and Gumantong are not the same thing. Gumantong is relatively less evil and is often used to change luck. In most cases, there is no harm. But this imp is different!"
After Dong Wei's concise and concise explanation, Fu Yang understood.
Gumantong, in fact, when cultivators in Southeast Asia consecrate a magical instrument called "Guman", they need to use a secret method to communicate between the yin and yang realms.
At this time, the soul of a child who voluntarily becomes a "Gumantong" will enter it. It will have magical powers to take care of and help the donor, so that the donor can live and work in peace and contentment, and all his wishes will come true.
But raising little ghosts is different. They are evil cultivators from Southeast Asia who use evil magic to force children's souls to obey their control.
These evil cultivators usually use talismans to cast spells on the barrier under the gate, and when a pregnant woman steps over the barrier, she will immediately miscarry.
At this time, the evil cultivators subjugate the souls of the aborted children and use them for their own purposes. They torture their bodies and souls through various horrific methods, and finally create extremely ferocious little ghosts!
To put it simply, GumanThong brings good luck to oneself, which is mostly invisible and intangible.
The imp is an evil "weapon". It is used to attack and destroy others!
The attack of the imp is very brutal.
It is very similar to the naturally formed special ghost water nightmare corpse, which can transform between physical and spiritual bodies.
So when it obeys its master's orders to kill, it will usually bite the target first. It will disembowel the target alive and eat the flesh and blood. Then it will not spare the soul and be bitten to pieces by it...
Fu Yang took a deep breath.
"So evil and cruel?"
He looked at the kid who was still struggling and twisting, and he felt a little worried.
I can't figure out who I have offended, so that the other party would use such cruel things against me!
"Is it Liu Mengshu? No. He has great magic power. Although he is evil, he has always prided himself on his identity as a disciple of the Taoist giant Maoshan Sect. It is impossible to practice such foreign magic. Who could it be?"
Dong Weike stared at the little ghost with great interest and poked it with his finger.
If ordinary people dared to make this move, their palms would probably be eaten alive!
But facing Dong Weike, the kid looked very scared, making a sound like an insect in his throat, desperately trying to avoid her touch. (Third update!)