Chapter 1581 (2/2)

She stared in one direction, and the horror in her eyes magnified infinitely, as if she saw something terrible.

”Stop!” With a yell, the white-collar workers were helped up from behind, ”run.”

The instinct of survival dominated the white-collar. After the man told her to run, she ran away without looking back.

Just after the white-collar workers ran away, a figure appeared out of thin air. In a flash, he suddenly appeared in front of fake Jitong. His cold fingers grabbed her neck, ”mind your own business.”

His speed was so fast that fake Jitong couldn't avoid it. At this time, he was strangled by his throat and flustered between his eyebrows.

She could feel the spirit in front of her, stronger than she had seen before.

False Ji Tong quickly felt a few symbols in his pocket and pressed them on the dark shadow's forehead, regardless of Sanqi 21.

The rune paper had some effect. The shadow was forced to step back. Fake Jitong had breathing time and immediately got up and ran in one direction.

Brother Xie is over there. She just needs to lead this Yin Ling over.

She turned back as she ran, but she saw the ghost standing in place and didn't catch up at all. False Ji Tong was strange at the bottom of her heart. She looked along the Yin Ling's line of sight and saw the woman coming out of the darkness at a glance.

She walked slowly, like a stroll from the dark to the moonlight.

The buildings behind her seem to be twisted into strange shapes, setting off her figure, only weird and gloomy.

A human being more terrible than ghosts.

This is the only thought in false Ji Tong's mind at this time.

She seemed to have said something to the ghost. The power of the ghost rushed towards her.

Fake Jitong stopped and looked at the battle between one person and one ghost over there. There was some expectation at the bottom of her heart that she would die like this.

False Ji Tong was startled by her idea. How could she have such an idea?

The strong wind swept over from there, with a cold chill. Fake Jitong couldn't help shivering. She looked up again, but she didn't see the shadow. She only saw the woman standing alone in the moonlight. The iron sword in her hand reflected the sparkling broken light and scattered on the surrounding glass windows, like crushed diamonds.

Is that ghost dead?

No

False Ji Tong's heart soared with a chill. She turned and wanted to run, but her body couldn't move. There was something cold on her back, and a pair of cold hands appeared on her neck again.

Shi Sheng came slowly with his sword, looked over her and fell behind her with a smile, ”you kill her, kill her, I will thank you very much, and then let you die a little happier.”

”You are my bride. Why are you with others?” Yin Ling just clasped the fake Ji Tong without exerting force. He questioned Shi Sheng angrily.

”Your bride? Your bride died long ago. Can you covet me, too?” When Sheng looked indifferent, the moonlight fell into her dark pupils, a cold air.

”You and I must have a secret understanding. You are my bride. Why did you betray me? Did that man seduce you?” Yin Ling's mood was unstable. She pinched fake Jitong's hand and sometimes loosened it. Fake Jitong's face changed with his action.

”Please, brother, I don't know you. Don't buckle the word betrayal on me, will you?”

”No?” The tone of Yin Ling's voice became sharp, like a sharp tool scraping China, which made the eardrum ache. ”You made an oath to be with me, but you said you didn't know me?”

”Oh, the man you said has died in the sedan chair. As for the oath she made at the beginning, it was completely forced, not voluntary. Do you want to ask?”

The villagers in that village are not ordinary people. They have worshipped a ghost for generations, and this ghost is the man in front of them.