Chapter 69 Killing Ghosts

The wind got in through the gap of the wooden door, and the fire of the oil wick was swayed slightly, causing the shadow reflected in the mud house to shake a few times.

The room was quiet, the jute curtains in front of the bed had been taken down, and only a figure could be seen faintly through the jute cloth lying down.

After a long, long time, it was already late at night, and suddenly there was a small rustling sound like a person stepping on the sand from outside the house.

The figure lying on the bed did not respond, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The rustling sound got closer and closer, as if it sounded in the house, as if it would penetrate into the bone marrow, but the figure on the bed did not move.

The rustling sound suddenly stopped, and the mud wall suddenly sounded a slap... slap... sound, the sound extended from the bottom of the mud wall to the top, it was something climbing the mud wall.

The sound of climbing the mud wall quickly turned into the clicking sound of stepping on the tiles, and this thing had already climbed the tile roof.

It moved rapidly on the tile roof, and stopped in less than a moment.

The sound disappeared completely, as if nothing had happened.

The tiled roof has a small skylight three inches long and wide. There is a glazed piece covered diagonally on the skylight. The glazed piece is quickly torn apart, and an eyeball emerges from the skylight.

The eyeballs are very large, only one round smaller than the entire skylight. There is a red-dotted pupil in the middle of the dark green eyeball, and the red-dotted pupil is slowly moving.

After observing for a while, the eyeballs fell from the skylight, and black smoke wafted behind the dropped eyeballs.

The black smoke passed over the eyeballs and landed on the ground first, transforming into a three-legged and three-handed smoke figure to hold the dark green eyeballs.

The cursed ghost's dark green eyes stared at the figure on the bed shrouded in yellow curtains. It didn't hesitate to pounce on the bed, it wanted to bring the sacrifice back.

The yellow drapery was torn to shreds, but on the straw mat there were only human figures made of gray quilts and wooden pillows.

The dark green eyeballs of the cursed ghost shrank suddenly, and the red dots on the eyeballs were barely visible.

At this moment, a straight knife with fireworks silently penetrated the cursed ghost's chest.

Chi, the flames were burning with black mist, and the black mist had a tendency to collapse.

But the straight knife is faster than its sharp claws. The straight knife cuts through the black smoke without any hindrance and goes up, and finally slashes above the dark green eyeball. The moment it hits the dark green eyeball, the flame on the straight knife It erupted and burned like a prey.

Miserable roars spread from inside the house to the outside.

The black smoke rose and dissipated, and the dark green eyeballs were stained with red flames and burned, and they soon became slag.

Zhou Fan drew his knife and looked at the black smoke rising from the roof.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, this cursed ghost should be dead.

Zhou Fan glanced at the red-striped straight knife, and the straight knife was wrapped with two small flame talismans. This cursed ghost is just a black travel-level monster. It is not worth dying to be hit by such a straight knife. Unexpected.

It's just that this cursed ghost is so stupid. Before he came, he made such a big noise. Since he made such a big noise, why did he come in through the skylight?

Zhou Fan didn't think about it any more, the blasphemy was unreasonable. He confirmed that his straight sword talisman had not been completely exhausted, so he turned his eyes to the wooden door.

The dude got out from under the bed, and it also looked at the wooden door.

"Dude, do you feel it?" Zhou Fan asked.

The dude just stared at the wooden door without making any sound. His eyes were filled with doubts, and he was obviously not sure if there was anything outside.

Zhou Fan's face was sullen. In fact, he always knew that the first cursed ghost was not scary. What was scary was the man in black and Zhang He hiding in the dark.

Ever since he confirmed Zhang He's intentions, he has wondered when Zhang He and the others will come?

Zhou Fan quickly came to the conclusion that Zhang He and the others would wait for the cursed ghost to come and fight with him before appearing, because no matter who wins or loses, this is the most suitable time for them!

Zhou Fan has a great grasp.

They are outside the house.

They should have heard the sound of the cursed ghost just before he died, and they are probably getting closer to the outside of the house.

Zhou Fan used 'they' to describe it to remind himself that there may be more than one person coming from the other party!

At this time, Zhou Fan did not dare to rush out, and the other party did not dare to rush in.

Confronting the people outside the house silently, Zhou Fan knew that this would be an advantage for him, and if the other party didn't come in, it would only be good for him and not bad.

Zhang He and the others have special intentions for him, and they should be the ones who can't hold their breath. As long as they can't hold their breath and rush in, they will suffer.

Zhou Fan focused partly on the wooden door and partly on the skylight on the roof. These were the two places they were most likely to rush in.

The tip of the dude's erect ear suddenly moved, and it suddenly turned around and barked.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, behind him!

The moment the old man barked, there was a bang on the wall behind, and a dozen or so yellow mud bricks burst open, followed by a long sword stabbing straight ahead.

Hearing the movement from behind, Zhou Fan suddenly exerted force on his right wrist, and the straight knife followed him and slashed towards the rear.

It is difficult for such a blind firework straight knife to accurately hit the long sword.

But the man in black holding the long sword did not want to be cut into two pieces by Zhou Fan's straight sword after stabbing Zhou Fan to death.

The sword collided and the flame splashed.

Zhou Fan relied on this destructive sword to force the man in black to change the direction of the sword, and both of them took a few steps back.

When retreating, Zhou Fan stomped hard, so that his back didn't hit the wooden door, but hit the mud wall.

Zhou Fan glanced at the wooden door vigilantly. There was no one rushing in from the wooden door, which made him feel slightly relieved. This meant that there was only the man in black. Anything that forms a pinch attack is right.

In this way, Zhou Fan is very likely to be injured in this pinch.

The room was filled with yellow mud dust. The man in black was still the same as last time, only a pair of pupils showed from the hood. He looked at Zhou Fan coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Did you know that I would come?"

If he hadn't known that he was back, he would have won the sword just now.

Zhou Fan sneered, the voice of the man in black was obviously disguised, he couldn't tell who the other party was, he just said: "Of course I know you will come, I not only know you will come, I also know who you are!"

The man in black narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Impossible."

Just after the man in black finished speaking, he quickly put a small flame talisman on his long sword with his left hand, because he found that Zhou Fan was willing to use two small flame talismans at a time.

When Zhou Fan saw this, he had already attacked with a knife. He really didn't know who the man in black was. He just wanted to disturb the mind of the man in black.

The man in black hurried to parry, but there was no panic.

In the house, swords, lights, swords and shadows dance!