Chapter 11
The hanged ghost was silent, as if he had nothing to say.
This breath is longer? Are you kidding me? You have been hanging on the rope for more than ten minutes.
This breath is too long.
"Wang Ping" opened his mouth, Wang Ping became more excited and kept asking
"Brother Ghost, how long did it take you to die after hanging? Let's compete to see who can last the longest."
Suddenly, Wang Ping made a sound like he was suffocating, and he stopped talking while asking.
His voice stopped abruptly, and his movements and sounds stopped straight.
The stunned Chu Lili and"Wang Ping" were both stunned.
What happened?
Time stopped at this moment, and the air seemed to solidify. Without the words of the chatterbox Wang Ping, the village became quiet and silent.
Only the night wind was whistling.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Ping did not move.
This time, Wang Ping had been hanging on the beam for nearly an hour.
Chu Lili changed her silence and had a complicated expression. She thought Wang Ping was dead.
A person, no matter how powerful he is, will die if his neck is hung with a rope for nearly an hour.
Even if he has been breathing long enough, he should be dead.
""Wang Ping" looked up suspiciously and looked at Wang Ping.
It could feel that Wang Ping had no breath and no heartbeat.
Perhaps it was psychological, facing this Wang Ping who looked like a dead body,"Wang Ping" asked
"Are you still alive……"
There was no response, Wang Ping was hanging there.
In the distance, Chu Lili was sad, biting her lips.
It seemed that Wang Ping was really dead, killed by"Wang Ping"
"If I had believed him at the beginning, he might not have died."Chu Lili was full of remorse.
The night wind was blowing, cold and piercing.
The broken house was silent, with only two identical corpses hanging on the beams, which was extremely weird.
Another five minutes passed, and"Wang Ping" asked Wang Ping again.
"Are you still alive?"
Still no response.
This time,"Wang Ping" breathed a sigh of relief, secretly happy in his heart, but also speechless.
After being a ghost for so many years and taking the lives of so many people, Wang Ping was the most bizarre person it had encountered. No one had ever been lured by it to hang himself and then hanged for half an hour as if nothing had happened.
Fortunately, this person was dead.
Wang Ping was dead, and the figure of"Wang Ping" slowly disappeared, becoming transparent, real and unreal.
At this moment, the dead Wang Ping suddenly raised his head, looked at"Wang Ping" and said
"Brother Ghost, what should I do? I tried my best to die, but I couldn't. I may not be able to be your colleague anymore, and we can't travel the world together to take lives."
Just before the voice was uttered, the system prompt sound of Wang Ping sounded first.
Ding! The hanged ghost breathed a sigh of relief, attribute +1
Ding! The hanged ghost was happy, attribute +1
After the voice fell, the system prompt sounded again.
Ding! The hanged ghost was frightened, attribute +1
Ding! The hanged ghost was too frightened, attribute +1
It can be seen that the figure of"Wang Ping" gradually became virtual and transparent, and the figure shook violently, torn between illusion and reality.
"Wang Ping's strong emotions caused his figure to change dramatically.
Chu Lili, who was not far away, was also the same. She screamed in her heart.
"Ghost!"
This cry was not directed at"Wang Ping" but at Wang Ping.
"You… who are you… a human… a ghost?"
A shrill and trembling voice came from"Wang Ping"’s mouth.
Wang Ping grinned.
"Guess what!"
Ding! The hanged ghost was frightened and panicked, attribute +1.
Facing Wang Ping, who was even more strange than a ghost,"Wang Ping" could no longer control his fear and revealed his true face.
It was a ghost with a face as pale as paper, bloodshot eyes that seemed to be about to burst.
The hanged ghost's terrifying face was full of terror.
With a bang, Wang Ping tore the rope that locked his neck with both hands, landed on the ground with both feet, and smiled at the hanged ghost on the beam.
""The evil ghosts who died by hanging can only use their Yin Qi to lure others to hang themselves, but unfortunately I can't die."
As Wang Ping said.
Hanged ghosts, as the name suggests, are evil ghosts transformed from people who died by hanging.
There are many kinds of ghosts, and different ghosts have different means of attack.
This kind of evil ghost has a very simple means of attack, which is to lure others to hang themselves.
"Want to run? It's not that easy."
Seeing that the hanged ghost was about to disappear, Wang Ping lightly slapped his head and took a step forward. He jumped at the hanged ghost like a cheetah pouncing on its prey and moved like a cunning rabbit. He slapped the talisman that had escaped from his pocket onto the hanged ghost.
The talisman stuck to the hanged ghost, and purple lightning burst out, lingering around the hanged ghost.
"Ah!!"
The hanged ghost screamed.
The purple thunder, with its blazing masculine force, was a fatal threat to the hanged ghost, whose attribute was yin.
"Who are you?
The hanged ghost screamed, his eyes were filled with panic, and he tried to break free from the spell, but he couldn't.
Ding! The hanged ghost is afraid, attribute points +1
"Who am I? My name is Wang Ping, a kind-hearted citizen who enjoys helping others and ghosts."
Wang Ping grinned, took out another talisman, and pressed it up to the head of the hanging ghost.
"Ah!!"
A shrill scream cut through the darkness. The ghostly cry broke the silence of Dabie Village. Villagers from every household woke up and trembled and felt their scalps go numb when they heard the terrifying scream.
Along with the scream, Wang Ping's voice came from the dilapidated house at the head of the village.
"In addition to my identity as a caring citizen, I have another identity. I will tell you all about it."
"
I am Wang Ping, the heir of the ancient family founded by the Taoist ancestor who has been passed down for 8,000 years throughout the 5,000 years of Chinese history. I am the current head of the Wang family!" The clanging sound is like the sound of iron horses and golden weapons, filled with the sound of awe-inspiring righteousness, and it comes out of Wang Ping's mouth.
At this moment, Wang Ping is tall and majestic, with immortal majesty.
Ding! The hanged ghost is shocked, attribute points +1
Ding! The hanged ghost is shocked beyond repair, attribute points +10
Chu Lili changed color and looked at Wang Ping in horror. The current Wang Ping no longer looks like a young man, but really like the legendary Taoist master.
At this moment, Wang Ping shouted softly.
"Bai Ze!"
His body surface was glowing with blazing white light, and the sportswear on his upper body exploded.
Roar!!
The roar of the beast spread in all directions.
Under Chu Lili's stunned and trembling eyes, a vivid tattoo appeared on Wang Ping's left chest.
It was the Bai Ze tattoo.
The tattoo glowed, and white light surged out. A beast covered with snow-white hair, with a unicorn head, dragon horns, and a closed eye between the eyebrows, exuding peerless fierceness, appeared.
The beast cried four times and filled the white mist, and the clouds and mist were steaming, as if stepping on auspicious clouds.
Chu Lili was shocked. Is that the legendary auspicious beast Bai Ze?! The hanged ghost was terrified and trembling. Although it did not recognize Bai Ze like Chu Lili, it felt the boundless majesty from Bai Ze, and the righteousness overwhelmed the world.
Ding! The hanged ghost panicked, attribute +1
Ding! The hanged ghost was desperate and panicked before dying, attribute +10.
The Bai Ze exuded a monstrous fierceness, looked up to the sky and opened his mouth, swallowing the hanged ghost in one gulp.
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(The White Ze beast roared angrily: Roar! There are so few flowers and evaluation tickets, please send me some flowers and evaluation tickets to fill my stomach!)