Chapter 208 (2/2)

Wuzhen was speechless.

”What monster is it?” Yu Qingyao asked. She was looking forward to the beholder she was looking for.

Wuzhen glanced over there and said uninteresting, ”a female hanging.”

A female ghost who hanged to death is hiding in the dark in front, greedily looking at Yu Qingyao.

Yu Qingyao heard that it was a female hanging, but she also felt boring.

Female hanging is a common ghost in human settlements. There is no way. Ancient women hanged as soon as they felt that their life was boring. This is mainly because the rope is too easy to obtain, which is the cheapest and most convenient way to commit suicide.

At this time, they haven't got the way to cut their wrists. They know that it takes a lot of courage and wrist strength, as well as a sharp sword, which ordinary women can't do.

It's not easy to take poison. A woman who is not rich and powerful can't afford poison at all. Poison is expensive and not easy to get. Many women don't even know what is poisonous.

Another favorite way for women to commit suicide is to jump off a building, but the ancient building is not high. It is common to jump on the second floor. If they don't understand skills, they will break their bones at most.

There are high-rise buildings. They are high-grade restaurants, city towers on the city gate, or palaces. Ordinary women can't get in at all, okay?

By contrast, who doesn't have a rope? I couldn't find the rope. I tore a piece of cloth and twisted it.

The woman hung up her courage and showed up.

She put away her ghost face, dressed up as a beautiful silk robed woman, ran to Yu Qingyao with a frightened face and shouted, ”help!”

Yu Qingyao raised her hand and hit the ghost with a clap of thunder.

He mews. I hate women. You're dead. If you don't stay well underground and run in front of me to get in the way, then fly away!

The female ghost stopped in amazement, turned her body into a wisp of smoke and drifted away with the wind.

Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin were startled and quickly pulled out the big ring knife behind them. The iron ring hit the back of the knife and the sound of polishing continued.

Yu Qingyao comforted them with a smile: ”don't panic, it's just a female ghost. It's all right!”

Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin smiled awkwardly and took back the knife.

By this time, the behemoth was approaching.

The wonderful smell he smelled was the smell of Yu Qingyao.

Feeling the power of the palm thunder, he couldn't help stopping.

Demons and ghosts were afraid of thunder. He raised his nose suspiciously and didn't feel the dull and wet smell before the rain.

The Baimu monster hesitated for a moment, couldn't suppress the desire for Yu Qingyao's eyes, and still walked over to her. For him, Yu Qingyao's eyes are priceless and the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen.

Collectors are often terrible, especially when they see their favorite treasures.

That kind of madness and persistence will be far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Zhang Mingzhi, the external disciple of Changxin temple, was patrolling the street with four younger martial brothers. He secretly complained that the damn Baimu monster didn't go well. He came here and kept me awake.

Turning a corner, I suddenly saw a dark shadow in the alley.

Zhang Mingzhi shouted, ”who? Stop for me!”

Shouting, he ran after him.

To be honest, he didn't expect that the shadow would be a monster. He just thought it was a thief or gambler. He wanted to catch the guy, show his authority, vent his resentment of being forced to patrol, and get some wine money by the way.

The shadow was a hundred eyes. When he heard the cry and the rapid footsteps, his body was stiff.