C2 A Malicious Spirit Snatching a Corpse(2)

The sudden noise sent the birds in the woods flying, and the dusk grew darker and darker. The black-robed man walked forward, grabbed the hand that came out of the ground, and pulled the body out of the mud.

At the same time the corpse was pulled out, there was also a splash of mud. The burial ground emitted green light, and the black corpse seemed to have gone crazy. Its eyes were blood red, and it opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to bite the person in front of it.

Although the black-robed man's words and actions were inappropriate and his actions were light, his evil aura could not be underestimated!

This man was called Ye Shaohua. He was the beloved disciple of Daoist Ye from the Flowing Green Sect of Mount Yuling. He was also a famous Heavenly Sovereign in the martial world, Wu Ling. Unfortunately, the Heavenly Dao was good at reincarnation. The higher one climbed, the worse one would fall. In just one day, he fell from the top of the altar into the abyss of hell.

Before the fierce corpse lunged at him, Ye Shaohua grabbed its neck and stuck it in the air, slowly tightening his grip.

The corpse was suspended in the air, moving forward. No, it could not retreat either. It could only wave its hands randomly to grab the person in front of it. It was still howling. The shrill cries of the malicious spirit seemed to want to break the mountain.

Ye Shaohua threw a punch to the side of the corpse's head. Then, he turned his head around and smiled complacently at Old Liu, who had lost his legs due to fear, as if nothing had happened.

"Hehe! Uncle, don't worry. This thing doesn't bite people!"

When the old man saw Ye Shaohua's face, he sucked in a breath of cold air. He rolled his eyes upwards and fell straight down.

Old Liu's fall made Ye Shaohua very depressed. Although he died young, his face shouldn't be so scary, right? Could it be that when those old men killed him, they also disfigured him?

As Ye Shaohua was thinking, he suddenly felt a strong burning and piercing pain on the back of his hand. He looked down and could not help but widen his eyes. At this moment, his hand was full of bubbles of black sticky liquid.

This was corpse poison. A kind of extremely corrosive poison was secreted from the inside of a person's corpse after death. If a person's skin touched it, it would immediately fester. However, Ye Shaohua was not a human.

"If you refuse a toast, you will have to drink a forfeit!"

Ye Shaohua let go of his hand and punched the corpse to the ground. He sat on the corpse and suppressed it, but his raised fist could not fall down, because this corpse... was his own.

The corpse opened its mouth and a smirk appeared on its face. It spoke with a gurgling sound, and the smell of the corpse also came out of its mouth. It was very pungent.

"Hahaha! Hit! Why didn't he fight anymore? He couldn't do it! "Hahahahaha!"

Before the high-pitched laughter could finish echoing in the air, Ye Shaohua took off the other small gourds on his waist. The gourds were not big, only 15 centimeters long, and their width was normal. The bottom was big, the top was small, and the whole gourd was pale yellow.

The corpse smiled contemptuously, "Saint Sovereign Ye. Do you still want to drink at this time?"

Drinking.

He wanted to, but he wanted to drink when he was alive.

In fact, the most direct way to force the possessed wild ghost out of his corpse was to beat it up. However, it was still somewhat impossible for Ye Shaohua to beat up his own corpse. However, just because he couldn't beat it up didn't mean that there was no other way. At this time, the treasure he raised had come in great use.

Ye Shaohua calmly returned a smile to the wild ghost, and then he placed the bottle bottle above the corpse. He freed a hand and placed it by his mouth. He blew a whistle and the bottle was filled with the sound of a whistle. A long leg immediately stuck out from the mouth.

The foot was thin and long, like a spider's foot. It also had branches, hooks, and fine fur. Usually, it was hard to see with the naked eye. After one foot came out, the other foot also stretched out, followed by the head of the monster.

There were two round eyes on its head. The eyeballs were black and protruded outwards, like two black glass balls. They could reflect light, and below the eyes was the mouth. Its mouth was very big, and it almost split open to the face. The teeth in its mouth were unusually sharp, and there were almost a hundred of them.

These were Corpse Stingers. They usually lived in cold and damp underground. It ate rotting meat. When it was hungry, it even ate living things. It was poisonous, as long as it had a feeling. The feeling of being bitten by it was simply wonderful. Furthermore, Ye Shaohua had raised a Stinger King, which could reach up to a hundred with a single bite. Forcing a possessed wild ghost to come out was not a problem at all.

The Stinger King slowly crawled out of the bottle, "Pata!" With a sound, it fell on the corpse, raised two large pincers to clamp the corpse's stomach, opened its mouth and bit down.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" The corpse let out a miserable shriek. The wild ghost was forced out. Ye Shaohua smiled and placed the bottle in front of the Corpse Stinger. The Corpse Stinger loosened its pincers and crawled back into the bottle.

The ugly wild ghost looked at Ye Shaohua with fear. Its voice was still trembling.

"You madman! You even raised this kind of thing!"

Ye Shaohua blew on the whistle, dragging out the sound of the whistle. He shrugged indifferently.

"So what? It's not like it's against the law for me to keep this thing. Besides, Even if it's against the law, what can you do to me? "

"Saint Sovereign Ye! You're already dead! That body is no longer useful to you! "You might as well give it to me!"

The wild ghost's eyes and words exposed his greed. This wild ghost would rather take such a huge risk to obtain Ye Shaohua's corpse than rob other corpses. Perhaps it wasn't as simple as occupying a corpse, it was staring at the ghost mark on his body.

The ghost seal was something similar to a totem. The host was usually a person of the Devil Dao, but this time, for some unknown reason, it actually fell on Ye Shaohua's body. Ye Shaohua was killed by the joint attack of all the big sects. It was because of the ghost seal on his body.

Ghost Seal and even the item of Yin were extremely powerful. It was something that all kinds of demons and devils coveted. Ye Shaohua never thought that someone with malicious intentions would come to him so soon after his death. He curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and his tone carried a hint of threat.

"A mere wild ghost dares to think about the body of Heavenly Sovereign Wu Ling? I think you don't even want to be a ghost anymore."