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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty White Ghosts Block the Way

The prerequisite for living is that someone must die, and the death of others can bring about your life.

People originally only eat vegetarian food, but one day they were preyed by a beast without knowing to resist. When people saw the beast that devoured their companions, they suddenly developed murderous intentions, killed the beast, avenged their companions, and also swallowed the beast's corpse.

Therefore, the grudges between humans and beasts have been passed down from generation to generation, and as long as humans still eat meat, the killing will not end.

I met an evil ghost leader called Canglang at the border between Qinghai and Tibet. If I am enemies of it, I am afraid that I will be distracted. There is no need to make an enemy with an evil ghost, and I am not a real ghost messenger.

But the characteristic of evil people and evil ghosts is that if you don’t mess with him, he will mess with you.

When I showed my strength, these evil ghosts looked at me with admiration. The wolf compromised and let me pass.

I called the ghost of Xiaonao upstairs and quickly floated forward.

After floating past a steep cliff, I saw an opponent pretending to be a "terrorist". They were hiding in a rugged rocky beach, with four people guarding the four directions, and the rest fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, the other party was also lazy. Isn’t this exercise going to win by surviving?

I secretly remembered this place and ordered Lou Xiaonao to stay here to pick me up.

It is a little timid because the people who gather together have strong yang energy, and their residual souls are very weak, and even an ordinary person will not be attacked by these souls.

This is also the tragic thing about Lou Xiaonao and their souls. They were rampant in their lifetime and did whatever they wanted, but after their death they were humble and insignificant, powerless to do anything, and could only live in vain.

On the way back, I met Canglang and its companions again. When they saw me returning alone, they immediately questioned. "Where is that boy Lou Xiaonao?"

"It was left by me on the rocky beach in front of me, and it was occupied by a group of people who were carrying the guys in my hands. I advise you not to get close to it!"

Canglang was a little disbelief, so he said to a black-haired ghost: "Gawa, go and take a look!"

Although this black-haired ghost was reluctant, he could only go to investigate with his teeth. I said to Canglang: "I am going to return to the place when I came. Why don't you go with me?"

Canglang responded, "No need, I really doubt the strength of you, the ghost messenger, are you also afraid of living people?"

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, and the other party is a group of young and strong men!" I explained.

The wolf floated in front of me and stretched out his right hand covered with meatballs. Its arm was as thick as an elephant's legs, blocking my way forward.

In fact, it can't stop me, because the soul can float in all directions, but the other party's intention is to stop me and want to test my strength.

So I took out a needle from my pocket, held it in my palm, and said to Canglang: "It seems that Brother Canglang doesn't believe me if I am a bad person. You can go and see it yourself, but I have to rush back immediately. I hope Brother Canglang won't stop me!"

"If you can defeat me, I will let you go!" The other party said harshly.

I sneered, and finally found a reason to take action. I quickly poked out my left hand, grabbed his wrist, and held the Bo needle in my right hand and quickly stabbed it into a ball of flesh at his tiger's mouth.

Canglang screamed, and I saw a stream of black blood spurting out of the meat ball. It shook its arm and threw me out.

I quickly pulled out a triangular needle from my pocket and hid it in my right hand, rushed past these black-haired ghosts, and returned in the direction I came.

"Stop it quickly and don't let it run away. It's not a ghost, but a new lonely ghost!" Canglang exposed my identity and ordered the black-haired ghost under his command.

These black-haired ghosts were afraid of me, but the boss's order forced them to chase after me with a tough bullet.

On the way I had to go back to the trap, a group of white ghosts blocked my way. Their faces were beyond recognition. Their clothes had rotted, and white bones were exposed. Their faces had fine white fluff, which looked even more terrifying.

"Get out of here, otherwise I will be polite to you!"

These white ghost guards are naturally more law-abiding than black evil ghosts, but ghosts may not necessarily follow rules and principles to people.

A white ghost in the head opened his mouth, and his front teeth were missing.

"Where are you from the ghost man? Is there any identification of the ghost man?" This white ghost believed my "nonsense".

I immediately responded: "I am a ghost messenger from Hubei. Are there no ghost messenger here?"

The other party shook his head blankly, and I immediately said, "Since there are no ghosts here, I will serve as the ghosts here. All ghosts must obey the instructions of this mission, otherwise they will be regarded as lonely ghosts. I will catch one and send one to hell!"

The leader of the white ghost sneered, "What an arrogant ghost. Can you not know the place name here if you are the one who is in charge?"

"Of course I know, what's wrong with the Death Ditch?" I asked the white ghost.

The other party replied slowly: "The Death Groove is a place of death left in the human world, and it is also a place of darkness. This can be regarded as a layer of hell left in the human world. Why do you need to arrange a ghost messenger?"

I immediately corrected: "Wrong, in addition to capturing the stubborn ghost, the ghost messenger also has a responsibility, which is to let some ghosts lose their souls and reduce the survival pressure in the underworld."

"Stop it and take it down. This is the first time I heard about the responsibility of the ghost messenger. If you take this crazy soul, I want to see how it can endure it?"

Since you are going to do it, I'm not polite.

I also put my left hand deep into my pocket, took out a triangular needle from the acupuncture bag, and hid it in the palm of my left hand.

Generally speaking, there are not many things that can leave my body with my soul, and these in the acupuncture bag are not ordinary needles, but soul-willing needles.

In fact, this type of needle can treat certain human mental illnesses by stimulating certain acupoints in the human body. It is called the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate". I can only use one needle now.

When these white ghosts came towards me, I took action without hesitation. The Mitsubishi cone in my palm slashed across these souls, making them scream in shock and retreat.

Even if I retreated, I retreated in an orderly manner. The soul pierced by my triangular needle immediately squatted on the ground and curled up.

It only takes one move to deal with a group of enemies.

I raised my wrist and looked at the watch. It was already six o'clock. I couldn't stay. I had to return to the trap before dawn and merge with my body.

If the sun comes out and my soul has not returned to my body, the body will get sick.

But these white ghosts chased me up very stubbornly and continued to block my departure.

A one-eyed ghost also snatched a triangular needle from me. I was completely angry, pulled the zipper in my training uniform, took out the Desert Eagle pistol, pulled the bolt, reached out to grab a white ghost, pointed the barrel at its head, and then pulled the trigger.

After this one-eyed remnant soul was shot, it immediately disappeared, and there was still an incredible expression in its eyes.

The white ghosts screamed at that time. They stopped retreating and surrounded me one after another, and then stretched out their sharp claws. I was not afraid, so I pointed my gun at the white ghost in the lead and said, "I am a ghost man. You dare to commit crimes. If you can't stop it in time, then I will be sorry!"

"Can your pistol actually destroy ghosts?" The leader of the white ghost questioned me.
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