I think this Zhong Kui is a bloody man after all. When he gets angry, he can sweep away thousands of troops like a sweeping force. They know clearly that there are ghosts lurking here. Although they don't dare to have a direct conflict with him, they can use insidious methods such as using ghosts to smash walls. mentality to deal with him and Xiao Ming.

Holding a few copper coins in his hand with his fingers, his sharp eyes like an eagle scanned the ghost bosses hiding in the darkness, and there were a few soft sounds of "swish~swish~swish" caused by the contact of metal and airflow, and the copper coins were carried with them. The whirlwind spun in an arc and flew away from Zhong Kui's hand.

The location where the copper coin was shot changed instantly, revealing another scene. This was the original appearance of the hotel when Zhong Kui came to stay for the first time.

"Why, why are only the state officials allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps? Brother Black and White, what are you doing?" Zhong Kui's eyes turned red because Xiao Ming was missing.

The lights in the corridor flickered under his shouts. I don't know if it was because the shock of his shouts shook the tiny lights above the head, or if it was because the ghost bosses hiding in the shadows were playing tricks and waiting for opportunities. He came to take revenge.

Suddenly, a weak cry came from nowhere: "Master, help me...Master, help me..."

Zhong Kui looked around vigilantly, and his alertness suddenly became highly tense. Due to the momentary panic and emotional loss, his ability to distinguish suddenly dropped. At least for an instant, he could not tell whether the shouting was from a person or a ghost.

His feet were walking in the Bagua formation. For the sake of caution, he set up a barrier to protect himself. He followed the source of the sound with his eyes and subconsciously clasped the scabbard with his fingers, ready to kill at any time. At this time, he felt Black and White Wuchang is too partial to these ghosts, and it seems that he and Xiao Ming are put in a situation where they don't care.

Although I have rejected this inconclusive idea thousands of times in my heart, but the facts are before my eyes, how can I not feel chilling.

A few minutes later, the shouting stopped, and Zhong Kui suddenly regretted why he had been so stupid just now. He should have agreed as soon as he heard the shouting.

The strange shouts seemed to be deliberately responding to him. At this moment, the shouts rang out again: "...Help me..."

Frightened, isn't this the weird cry for help that I heard on the phone? The cry for help was from Xiao Ming. Zhong Kui was stunned. The formation under his feet was a little messy, and there was a cold air around him.

The cold air hit him, and he shuddered, feeling panic all over his body. He quickly followed the rules, raised his ears, and listened calmly...

"...Help me..."

The cry for help came from the room in front of me. I looked at the house number 013, raised my foot and kicked the door. The door bounced open with a muffled sound, and I quickly dodged into the house.

There was no one in the room, just a single bed and a black-and-white TV set. What was very strange was that the TV was turned on and was still playing. There was no program on the screen, and the stars were twinkling with snowflakes.

Looking at this scene, it's like someone is watching a TV show. The snowflakes on the screen naturally appear after the show has finished playing. The "chi~chi" sound of the current is very harsh and dazzling. The white light reflects on Zhong Kui's heavy face. superior.

'Chi~chi~chi' Just before he left the house, the TV screen made a huge noise and flashed bright white snowflakes. Suddenly the snowflakes dispersed, revealing a human face. The facial features were blurry, but they were clear. He heard the cry; "...Master, help me..."

"Xiao Ming... is that you?" Zhong Kui almost forgot that this was a TV screen. He suddenly rushed towards the TV, stroking the trembling face on the screen with his trembling fingers and shouted.

When his fingers touched the TV screen, he trembled for a moment, awakening his panicked consciousness. He retracted his hand nervously and looked at the TV screen dully. He was stunned.

What was even more unexpected was that Xiao Ming on the TV screen seemed to hear his shouts. In his confusion, he suddenly replied: "It's me...Master, I can't see you, you are there."

"It's really you," he nervously rushed towards the TV again. What he touched with his fingers was still the warm and hard screen. He didn't feel the softness of human skin.

Zhong Kui even picked up the TV and looked behind it. Of course, he found nothing except a wire connecting the power supply. But when he picked up the TV, Xiao Ming disappeared from the screen.

He slapped the TV screen and shouted loudly: "Xiao Ming...Xiao Ming, come out,"

'Chi~chi' trembled and flickered for a while. Xiao Ming seemed very tired and looked very bad. He half-squinted his eyes and said: "Master, please help me."

"Xiao Ming, cheer up and listen to Master,"

"oh,"

"You can hear my voice,"

"Well...Master, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, Master is here. Please tell me what happened." Although Zhong Kui had many things to ask, he still chose the most critical question.

"...Master...I was scared, so I came to look for you. If I didn't find you, I called...Master, save me...Master..."

"No, speak slowly, Xiao Ming..." Zhong Kui shouted anxiously and couldn't help but slap the TV screen one after another, but no matter how he slapped it, Xiao Ming's voice was no longer on the TV screen.

Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, nothing can happen to you. I have to go find you and destroy you bastards... He yelled to himself nervously.

He turned around and rushed out of the house at a speed of 100 meters. When he came to the door, a darkness instantly engulfed him. No, it was not the darkness that engulfed him. It was the aura of his body that drove away the darkness.

Zhong Kui felt like a breath was about to rush out of his chest. He glanced at those ghosts with ulterior motives, and felt the desire to open his mouth to spit out the stuffy breath. When he breathed out the stuffy breath, his eyes flashed, lit up, and a red light appeared. His dark face turned red. This was not a suffocation, it was clearly a burning flame with a scorching temperature.

The flames sprayed out far away, and the ghosts hiding in the dark let out miserable screams like ghosts and wolves, and instantly turned into a rolling fireball, and then turned into a wisp of gray-brown smoke, and disappeared.

Flame,,,,, he touched his mouth and looked at the flames spurting out from his mouth in amazement. This was the second time that flames spurted out. I dare say that this flame was controlled by his own energy and emotions.

Emotionally out of control, like a furious lion, focus on thinking, hearing, perspective, feeling, smell, go all out... the flames will spurt out to destroy these evil ghosts.

Why does this feel like a myth? Not only do I not believe it, but even the person involved, Zhong Kui, does not believe it. If he had not personally seen the scene of flames erupting, no one would believe it to be true.

But what happened later was even more sinister. In a moment of joy, Zhong Kuitu sprayed out flames and burned half of the ghosts in the hotel, but he was inevitably punished by black and white.
Chapter completed!