"Haunted..." William smiled, "This is an interesting thing. If I don't mind, I want to stay here tonight..."

"This..." The miller seemed to be a kind person, but he couldn't help but persuade William, "No one who comes to the mill at night can survive until the next morning!"

"I'm becoming more and more interested! Is there any secret hidden in your mill that cannot be seen..." William said to the mill owner with a deep look.

The mill owner was angry, "Hmph! I am kind-hearted. If you want to die, just go to another place to die. Don't die in my mill, so as not to affect my business!"

The miller asks the villagers to grind wheat, which is naturally not free. The villagers have to take out one-third of the wheat they grind themselves to give it to the miller as a reward!

This is a fatal miser. One half of the reward belongs to Mr. Billy, the owner of the farm, but the remaining half is enough for the miller to live more decently.

If the daughter of the mother, who is not the miller's wife, sister, lover, mother, and the farm owner, it would not be his turn to be a fat man!

The miller naturally cherishes this position very much, which is related to the food of his family.

But William was not willing to give up. He was just in need of a group of vengeful spirits to serve as the main material for the potion!

So he said, "I won't believe you say this! Just like this, you let me stay in your mill tonight. If there are really ghosts in the mill, then I will give you this bag of salt. If there are no ghosts, then forget it! How about it?"

With such a heart-warming condition, the miller was still hesitating, but the owner of the farm next to him, Mr. Billy, his eyes lit up suddenly. He rushed to the front of the miller and said, "That's all, I'll be the notary! If you really see a ghost in the mill tonight, then your bag of salt will be mine!"

"Okay!" William showed a "confident" smile.

Mr. Billy also smiled. He was thinking about how to use a method to take or buy William's salt at the lowest price. When William was so "silly" and bumped into him, how could he let him go easily!

Everyone in the whole farm knew about the haunted night in the Mill House. No one could spend the night safely in it, and the next day they saw were always corpses.

If William also turned into a corpse, then wouldn’t that bag of ownerless salt be his?

Even if William survived by chance, how could he dare not give him salt after he saw the hell?

Mr. ***Li likes this kind of unsubstantiated buyer very much.

Faced with this situation, the miller could only shake his head and sigh and smile bitterly. He was kind-hearted, but for the sake of life, he did not dare to go against the wishes of the owner of the farm, Mr. Billy!

This matter was settled like this.

The owner of the farm even kindly invited William to eat together, but William directly refused.

As a formal wizard, William is not that cheap.

The owner of the farm did not mind this when he thought that William was about to be a dead person.

Night soon came with the sound of the villagers' work.

Large areas of darkness enveloped the entire farm, and only a few places had dim light flashes.

Among them, the Mill House is one of them.

William had entered early, burning the fireplace, sitting on a bench in the mill, meditating secretly with his eyes closed.

The entire mill house was already in silence, with only the flames in the fireplace slightly clattering.

The black wind blew outside.

Time passed by bit by bit, and soon it came to midnight.

Suddenly, with a creaking sound, the door that was originally locked opened itself!

William's eyes suddenly opened and he looked towards the door.

A long table walked in by itself and stopped in the middle of the mill.

William frowned and looked closely. It was an unusual table.

The four table legs are the four flesh legs of a human, while the table top is made of white bones.

This is a bone table.

The white bone table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, including bright red wine, white-blooded black barbecue, etc.

Chairs made of white bones also flew in from outside the door. A total of twelve white bone chairs were automatically arranged around the table, but no one appeared.

William's expression became solemn. He stood up from the bench and slowly walked to the position of the Bone Table.

Looking at the empty scene in front of him, William suddenly smiled, spread his arms and said, "Welcome to you, guests from another world!"

Sure enough, there is really a ghost!

In the observation of the naked eye of ordinary people, there was no one in front of them.

However, in the spiritual exploration of the wizard, the white bone chair in front of him was filled with twelve resentful spirits with colorless light.

Among them are men and women, old and young, physically incomplete, and complete, different, but there are all the same, with empty eyes and indifferent eyes.

The food in front of them is not what ordinary people think of. The bright red wine, under William's mental power, is actually sticky blood. After the barbecue has dissipated its disguise, it is covered with white mold, which makes people feel disgusting when they look at it!

Hearing William's words, these vengeful spirits looked at William in unison.

William also looked at them lightly, his eyes conveying the message "I saw you."

The vengeful spirits were silent.

Suddenly, the two closest vengeful spirits to William began to riot.

One body lengthened like noodles, rolled up the white bone chair behind him, and smashed it down at William's head.

Control things!

The other upper body, especially the head, suddenly swelled several times, and turned into an exaggerated funnel image. His mouth suddenly dropped, and a silent scream rushed to William before the Bone Chair.

Screaming!

One of the common attack methods of vengeful spirits can make people feel upset and have a split headache. If it is serious, you may faint on the spot and bleeding from seven holes!

But it's average for people with high mental power.

This was enough to make ordinary people faint on the spot. For William, it was like a breeze swelling on the face, without any effect.

With a thought, he almost recited a brief witchcraft spell, and the earth energy particles gathered in his hands.

As soon as he stepped back, he avoided the smashed white bone chair, and at the same time, a yellowish stone formed in his hand.

William smashed at the screaming resentful spirit. This stone formed by witchcraft had the aura of earth energy particles on it, which was also lethal to the spirit body.
Chapter completed!