Miss Anan did not pinch any handprints or use the harp of Taoism. Instead, she held a pipe in her left hand and placed it on her chest, and blew a breath with smoke onto the lonely ghost face that rushed to her. The most strange thing was that she did not open her mouth to speak, but put her stomach away and used ventriloquism that only a few people had learned.

Moreover, the voice of the ventral speech is not a girl, but a slightly tender young man's voice. It sounds very comfortable, like a spring breeze.

But……

Smoke is a weapon to kill souls, and ventral words are a spell to kill souls.

The smoke was drawn into a circle as if someone had pulled it.

Most of the smoke shrinks tighter and tighter, gradually wrapping the lonely ghost layer by layer. A small part of the smoke left spreads outward and spreads to the entire street, giving the ghost the illusion of driving in a quiet hill.

"ah!"

The lonely ghost trapped in the middle of the smoke only feels no body temperature and even makes one feel cold. Now it suddenly becomes dry and hot.

It was like a descendant who had not drunk water for three days walking in the Sahara desert.

The endless heat gave him a different kind of despair.

In less than five fingers, the lonely ghost saw his limbs expressing from bright red with a layer of gray dark red, like magma left on the surface after the volcano erupted. In the crimson, something like blood vessels seemed to be crisscrossing, flickering, and finally his arms turned into vanishing in the gradually warming smoke.

He screamed powerlessly, wanted to escape, and wanted to run out of the fog that could kill him. He regretted why he ran so fast, why this little girl was so ruthless, and her unique killer move was just a move.

It is impossible to run because his legs also dissolve into flying ashes.

The remaining head was still conscious, but he felt more and more disappointed and was in pain. It seemed that the pain was much worse than before his death.

"Why do you have to?"

Miss Anan looked at the lonely ghost. After her soul was dissipated, she walked through the smoke in front of her and walked towards the group of lonely ghosts farther away. She took out an Alpine snail from her backpack and put it in her mouth. The sweetness of the lollipop made her feel happy.

So to those other lonely ghosts who were surrounded by smoke and saw the tragic scenes of similar souls scattered with their own eyes, and did not dare to say anything, they said, "Are you here again? I am a fool, I am absolutely not afraid of smoking and sucking out lung cancer!"

"Sir... say something well..."

"Sir Yincha, we know our mistakes, please forgive me!"

"What trick is this? Why do I feel that there is murderous aura in these smoke? It is completely different from the Taoist monk I met in my previous life of escaping! Could it be that she is so good at being a strange skill!?"

With more than 5,000 years of history in China, the evolution in metaphysics must be diverse, some evolved through Taoist methods, some evolved through Buddhist scriptures, and some evolved through shamans.

However, these cannot represent all of them, and do not mean that there is no other way to kill demons in the world. According to the Book of Righteous Taoism, there were more than 80 Taoist sects left in the inheritance at that time, and more others were ruined in the long river of history.

This extraordinary skill was formed after the second change among various sects. It is called "partial sect" in professional numbers.

They do not have specific methods or steps to do things, and they do not have the gods they mainly use to believe in or spiritual positions they worship.

Most of them just use their unique means to defend the laws of the right path.

certainly!

Miss Anan never feels that she is a righteous guardian, nor is she a person who likes to punish evil and promote good.

At that time, his master saw that she was smoking awesome, so he took her as a closed disciple and taught nothing but smoking.

Coincidentally, the knowledge of smoking alone is enough to benefit Miss Anan for life, giving her enough ability to deal with sudden disasters. Before leaving, her master specially created four pipes for her, specifically used to perform the method of smoking.

Although Miss Anan is very indifferent to life and death, it does not mean that she is a bloodthirsty person. She has no attitude toward the death of facing a lonely ghost. After all, after counting the days ahead, she can barely be considered a suicide ghost.

"You guys! You just don't know how to die!"

Miss Anan held a lollipop in one hand and a pipe in the other, showing helplessness in spreading her watch, and did not forget to ridicule them: "Tell me! I'm just taking you a broken incense burner! This guy is like stealing your old hen! He chased me to death! It seems that he won't kill me! He will never give up! What are you going to do? Take me back and lay eggs for your dead old hen!?"

Faced with the ridicule of Miss Anan, the lonely ghosts were trembling. No one dared to urge him more. It is impossible to whine back.

In the past, there were differences in Songdong City, but there were differences in the past. The key was that the differences were similar to the two differences now! As long as there was no major incident, they would be dealt with indifferently or not!

Let’s look at the current situation. That male villain is famous in the circle of lonely ghosts with intellectual consciousness. He is nicknamed “Singer of the Underworld”!

That guy, I feel sad when I hear him singing Bits!

Let’s take a look at the female in front of you. If you are not pretty, you won’t say anything. You have a cold expression and are so arrogant that you can smoke and kill ghosts!

Isn't there a traditional secret?

Shouldn't it be the main focus of peach wood sword and talisman?

How come we must have watched horror movies when we were alive? At least we know how the ghosts in the movie face the attacks of the ghost-catching master so that we can defend ourselves!

Uncle! Is there any way to live without giving ghosts?

I want to cry but not tears!

Even if the red spider lily tempts them very much, when facing the disaster of killing, you have to consider it carefully before you can make a conclusion.

Besides, the red spider flower in the incense burner has almost burned, so she absorbed it alone. Her lips were covered with oil stains, which made her look like a starving ghost.

Competing with her is like seeking death!

A middle-aged male ghost who could speak on behalf of the group came out of many lonely ghosts. The ghost said without saying a word, and first bowed deeply, without raising his head, saying, "Sir, we don't want you to forgive us! But I hope you can pity us. The ghosts on our street are all good ghosts! Never harmed anyone! They are all great ghosts!"

"Forehead……"

Miss Anan hesitated for a moment and raised her eyebrows: "You really haven't hurt anyone? Are you really not? You may hurt you once you pass by!"

"I've never been hurt..."

"I stand next to the trash can during the day, and I hide in the trash can at night! I'm afraid of hurting people. This is more atrocious than being alive!"

"Don't mention... There was a particularly powerful ghost in this street before... He practiced Buddhism during his lifetime, and after he died, he taught us the Dharma on this street."

"I also know that master! Didn't he say that there was no hope of saving all living beings during his lifetime? Then when he died, he thought of doing his best to save more lonely souls from the ten ways. Later, in order to save those ghosts, his strength was exhausted, and his soul was scattered. It was a pity that such a good person was useless."

"Yes! It's because of him that the remaining ghosts on our street are not as irritable as in other places. Sucking this red spider lily is just to enjoy it. After all, you can't often have no self-awareness!"

A group of lonely ghosts talked about whether they had become ghosts after death or not, and when they said that the so-called "master", there was a rare purity hidden in their eyes.

Just like the "Master" is more like a heart-invigorating agent than the red spider flower.

"Can't beef!"

Miss Anan kicked the incense burner and kicked them: "My mission this time is mainly to investigate the murderers behind the selling of the red spider flower. There is no clear instruction below to let me kill all of you who suck D."

"So this time, I won't pursue it. If there is another time, you can think about the consequences yourself. Anyway, there will definitely be no good results to eat!"

After saying that, no Lonely Souls and Wild Ghosts dared to make trouble, nor did Lonely Souls and Wild Ghosts express dissatisfaction. Then she looked around their expressions and asked, "When I snatched your incense burner, I didn't see who was the incense burner. Now I want to ask you who provided the other side of the shore flower for you!"

"Uh... I don't know, I'm a naive face, I've never seen it."

"Yes...we haven't seen it before."
Chapter completed!