Chapter 24 Ghost

Chapter 24 Ghost

Chapter 24 Ghost

Late at night, Li Wuxiang was lying in the woodshed.

The firewood room was on the left side of the Xue family's main house. It was a small room, half of which was occupied by firewood, and the remaining half was just enough to set up a straw shop, with the remaining space for entry and exit. It had been smoked for a long time before moving in, so even if there were snakes and rats, they all ran away. Then sprinkled with realgar powder bought from Chen's grocery store, there would be no worry of uninvited guests.

Li Wuxiang made his breathing long and steady, like a person who was truly asleep. This was not easy, and could even be considered strenuous, because he was getting hungrier and hungrier, so hungry that he felt weak and could no longer maintain his current human form.

This reminded him of vampires. He was just like a vampire, craving for flesh and blood. He even planned to wait until dawn to kill the hen, drink her blood first, and then eat her meat. This thought made all the tentacles in his body wriggle under his skin, wriggling towards the main house outside the door, where there was fresh flesh and blood, rich and plump, much more delicious than a hen...

The next moment he suddenly gathered his mind, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

there's noise.

It was very light, like the sound of leaves falling on the stone slabs in the yard. An ordinary person would never notice this kind of noise, but there were no trees in the Xue family yard, and it didn't rain tonight, and the sound was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, moving towards...

Li Wuxiang listened attentively——

Coming to the woodshed.

Someone came to the Xue family at night, which was exactly what he wanted. Everything he did these days was to attract attention, so that the news could reach Zhao Qi's ears and create opportunities for the two to meet, so that he could figure out whether the appearance of this Qi Refiner surnamed Zhao in Jinshui these days was a coincidence or for Zhao Kui.

But he was not sure who the people who came now were. The town owner's people? They came to see if this "little son of the Li family" and "the blood of the town's royal family" would cause any more trouble in the town?
The voice stopped in front of the door, and Li Wuxiang opened his eyes slightly. There was a waning moon tonight, and only a little moonlight leaked in through the window, but it was enough for him.

He waited for a few moments but there was still no movement. He was wondering if the person had stopped moving in front of the door when he suddenly saw a huge black shadow covering the entire window.

Then the wind started to blow outside the house! It made a whistling sound, making the door and window panels sway. Li Wuxiang was shocked and wanted to get up immediately, but he found that he could not move at all. His body was completely out of control.

The strong wind blew for a while, and the door and window panels were blown open. Then Li Wuxiang saw two huge hands, one holding the window frame and the other holding the door frame, and put their fingers in. The hands were huge, and one finger was as thick as his arm. It looked like orange peel, shining with iron blue light, and the fingertips had curved and sharp black nails, and the stench was pungent.

The two hands scratched and left deep scratches on the door frame and the wall, and dirt fell down. Then Li Wuxiang saw the eyes of the thing outside again - blood-red eyeballs the size of a bowl, looking into the house through the open window and door cracks. After discovering him, its pupils immediately shrank and stared at him intently.

Then, a thunderous sound rang out, and the thing outside the door began to shout angrily: "Let me in, let me in!"

Li Wuxiang was almost fainted by the stench of the ghost. For a moment, he had no thoughts in his mind. He only thought that he must not agree to it, so he closed his eyes tightly and did not say a word.

The ghost outside the house seemed to be even more angry. It retracted its hands from the cracks in the doors and windows. Then the tiles on the roof made a loud noise and dust fell like rain. The ghost blew hard on the roof until several tiles and the thatch underneath were blown off. Then it looked at him from the crack in the roof and shouted, "Let me in! Let me in!"

Li Wuxiang still kept his eyes closed and said nothing. The big ghost tossed around on the roof for a while, and seemed to feel tired. He stopped digging with his hands, and lay there, putting one big red eye close to the gap, and asked in a stern voice: "Who are you? Where are you from!?"

Li Wuxiang instinctively wanted to tell it to leave quickly, and almost immediately blurted out: "I am Li Wuxiang, I came from..."

But just as he was about to say this, he felt a little confused. Li Wuxiang is the name of the owner of this body. Is it mine? And where did I come from? I can't remember clearly... at least I don't remember which city or which...

The next moment, he was startled and immediately realized that something was wrong with his condition. He was like half asleep and half awake, almost losing consciousness. This ghost must have been sent by Zhao Qi to find out about him! He didn't expect his methods to be so powerful! He wanted to keep silent, but the pungent stench of the big ghost came to his face again, making him dazed and almost losing consciousness again.

I must not say that! But his mouth was no longer under his control, and the sound squeezed out of his throat: "I... Li..."

can not say!
How to do!
External... external evil... external evil!
At this moment, Li Wuxiang thought of the external evil that was attached to him.

After escaping, the external evil seemed to have disappeared. He had been deliberately avoiding thinking about that thing, thinking that it might have been dispelled by the bowl of chicken blood just like Zhao Kui's soul attached to the copper net. And indeed, he had been safe and sound for the past ten days.

But now he had to try to call it - Waixie, help me!

The next moment, everything around him suddenly faded away and became hazy. Li Wuxiang once again felt that grand and empty thing, as if it had been waiting to be called and now appeared impatiently.

But afterwards, Li Wuxiang felt that it was just "there", leaving him with no common sense or concepts like last time, nor any other reaction.

After a brief thought, he realized the possibility that it might be an evil god or something else. Just like the people in Jinshui Town worship the Kitchen God, it also needs faith and worship.

As soon as this thought came up, Li Wuxiang was stunned. Didn't the foreign evil give him nothing... This thought in his mind should be left by it.

So he immediately said in his heart: No matter who you are, if you help me this time, I can live in peace, learn some magic, worship you... and find tribute for you! What do you want?
He knew that these words lacked sincerity, like an empty promise, and was about to say a few more words, but suddenly he felt a subtle sense of satisfaction and joy, as well as the greed that he had experienced last time hidden behind it.

Is it satisfied? Which words touched it?

But before he had time to think, everything around him suddenly came flooding back like a tide. Li Wuxiang felt his mind completely clear again, and he immediately continued the words that had been uttered intermittently and with difficulty: "I... Li... I am... Lijiawan, Li..."

During the day, he asked Xue Baoping what the young master of Lijia Bay was named, but she didn't know. She only knew that the mayor of Lijia Bay was named Li Mao, which was also what a guest who stopped at the store told her parents.

He then said: "...Li Mao...my father...father...Lijiawan...wan..."

The big ghost heard him hesitate, and then he started to yell again. But now Li Wuxiang was not afraid of him anymore - this thing was probably just bluffing, otherwise with its size, it would be easy for it to tear down the doors and windows, or even push down the house. Now it could only roar outside the house, which showed that it was nothing to be afraid of!

He made up his mind and pretended to be unconscious, muttering words like "Lijiawan", "Li Mao", "Dad and Mom". After a while, the big ghost finally roared again and retracted its huge blood-red eyeballs.

Li Wuxiang suddenly sat up from the straw bed!
The wind blew outside, making the doors and windows creak. He wiped his face, and it was free of dirt. He looked at the walls and the roof, and they were intact... It was just a dream!

Li Wuxiang stood up, walked to the door and listened outside first, then slowly unbolted the door and pushed the door open a small, inconspicuous crack - he immediately saw a thin line of fire rapidly spreading on something under the wall at the door, and in the smell of fireworks, there was also a faint bamboo fragrance.

He didn't go out, but looked closely - it was a paper figurine, with its face drawn in ink and its eyes dotted with cinnabar. When he saw it, it had already burned out quickly. Li Wuxiang took a long breath and smelled a more subtle odor, which was very similar to the smell emitted from the big ghost in his dream, making him dizzy.

So he slowly pushed the door closed and gently lowered the bolt.

The big ghost just now should be this little man. That stench... is it because some kind of drug that can make people unconscious was sprinkled on the paper man? It seems that Zhao Qi is not as powerful as he thought in his dream.

However, there is one thing he can now be completely sure of - Zhao Qi is most likely Zhao Kui's disciple or relative, and he also uses bamboo paper!
He was still very hungry now, but it was no longer the kind of hunger that one feels when one is desperate, but more like the kind of hunger that one feels when faced with a delicious dish and begins to taste it leisurely.

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