There are many kinds of ghosts and monsters in the Three Realms, but in terms of color, they are mainly black and white, plus some scattered other colors, such as fierce ghosts in red clothes and so on.
Among them, there are more black ghosts than white ghosts. ghost.
Black ghosts have resentment, and their resentment condenses into black energy that lingers around them, so that their external image appears black.
As for white ghosts, most of them have no grievances in their lives, or there is no specific object of hatred.
The underworld is the same as the underworld, and there are many people who are idle and have no great ambitions.
If these people have not done a hundred good deeds in their previous lives, they will go to hell after death, and because they have little anger, they will become white ghosts.
White ghosts usually hide in the underworld and stay in the underworld.
Those who occasionally escape to the upper world are curious.
Why are there so many people at the banquet today?
One, two, three, four, five "Oh ghost, run away!"
someone screamed, knocking over the tables and chairs while running away, and the dishes on the table spilled all over the floor in an instant.
The crowd said calmly: "Don't panic, it's just a ghost.
We and other Taoist disciples must not get into trouble.
I'm just going to..."
Before the leader could finish his words, he was approached by a white ghost at close range, as if lips were touching lips.
In an instant, his face turned pale and white like a zombie, and he fell straight back.
"Uncle Zheng, my God!"
More people fell into panic.
At the family banquet, the master, Elder Qiu, and several elders only had two drinks, said a few auspicious words, and left space for the juniors.
There was only one young Master Zheng at the banquet, but he was killed before he had time to stabilize the overall situation.
How can one not panic?
The five white ghosts seemed to have entered the back garden of their own house, wandering around in a chaotic manner.
Here they leaned in to pull the little junior brother, and here they bent down and pressed their faces against each other, scaring one senior brother's face and made him tremble.
"Where is Song Li?"
As soon as the situation happened, Bai Ming'an pulled me over and protected me behind him.
While hiding in a safe place in the corner, he pulled a disciple and asked.
The disciple was sweating on his forehead and couldn't speak clearly.
He shook his head and said, "No, I don't know.
Senior Brother Song seemed to have gone out just now."
"It's such a coincidence."
Bai Mingan raised his forehead wisely.
I lowered my head on the side, and no one could see clearly the expression on my slightly gritted teeth.
"Senior sister, Brother Bai, why don't we go in that direction together?"
The junior brother who asked the question was still talking one second, and the next second he was frozen into ice, his mouth opened, his expression was shocked and horrified, and his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture.
A white ghost emerged from behind its head.
It was incorporeal and its body was erratic.
It was indeed completely white, and even its eyes were not black at all.
Bai Ming'an looked sideways, quickly picked up the knife used for cutting meat on the table, and stabbed it with a sure hand.
Then the white ghosts were as incorporeal as the black ghosts.
Ordinary earthly weapons could not harm them at all.
The knife penetrated the white ghost's body and fell to the ground with a clang.
Bai Ming'an lowered his voice and said with a serious expression: "Take out your peach wood sword and dust whisk."
I looked up and asked a little strangely: "Where is your Ansheng Pearl?
Why didn't you see it?"
Something seemed to flash in Bai Ming'an's eyes, and he whispered: "I took it off during the acupuncture and put it in the room."
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As he said that, the white ghost attacked again, "Quickly" I responded hurriedly: "Ah, okay."
But in a panic, my fingers were trembling, and I finally caught the pendant, but was hit by a fleeing disciple.
It slipped out of my hand and was thrown away at an angle.
"Hey" I ran over, the crowd was in chaos, the power of the white ghost was too powerful, and most of the Taoist disciples spent most of their time cultivating in the Taoist sect.
They were not like me, Song Li, and some senior uncles. , who was specially trained to collect and eliminate ghosts, was suddenly confused when faced with real ghosts.
I avoided the white ghost and the crowd, and finally saw my pendant on the ground.
I bent down to pick it up happily, but I didn't know that a cunning white ghost was staring at me from behind.
Turning around, I saw a snow-white face with no pupils, only the whites of the eyes.
I screamed, and fell to the ground limply.
At this time, a tall figure rushed over and threw my host to the ground.
He rolled around a few times and then stopped.
Bai Ming'an was pressed against me, and while I was still in shock, I saw two white ghosts drifting towards each other.
I shouted, "Bai Ming'an, take action quickly."
Bai Ming'an's body trembled, and his face became gloomy.
I only cared about the two white ghosts that kept getting closer, and kept shouting: "Coming, coming, closer, right behind you, Bai Ming'an " The man on his body stood up suddenly, flew forward bravely with his flesh and blood body, and attacked with punches, but he was a white ghost with only an incorporeal body, and human fists could not hurt him at all.
A white ghost was struggling with him, and the other one saw it and came towards me again.
I sat on the ground and swallowed, my buttocks kept moving back, and I glanced at the pendant not far away from the corner of my eye.
Soon, soon.
Just get a little closer and I'll be there.
"Ah" there was a cold feeling in my arm.
This coldness penetrated the bones of my hand, reaching the arm and joints, until half of my body was paralyzed by the cold.
"Ning Huan" Bai Ming'an, who was barely dealing with a white ghost over there, saw this and immediately rushed over to save me.
At this moment, the other white ghosts all put down the other disciples as if they had agreed upon it, and all surrounded us in our direction.
Bai Ming'an's usually calm face showed a rare hint of anxiety.
He rushed over and hugged me tightly.
The moment the five white ghosts swarmed up to me, he suddenly bent his arms around me and curled up on the ground to protect me. posture.
The top of the head went dark, and white shadows fell on us.
We could feel that the air around us was being carried down by them, and the cold hairs on our bodies stood up.
A sharp sound of breaking wind came to my ears, followed by the sound of rapid footsteps.
There was a sizzling sound.
Something was projected.
It hit the white ghost on the left first, then penetrated and fell into the one on the side, and then the third one.
It even went around in a circle and hit five white ghosts in a row. .
"Ning Ning, senior brother, are you okay?"
Song Li's familiar and reliable voice sounded.
I was helped to sit up.
When I opened my eyes, I first saw the mess around me.
The Taoist disciples were frozen to the bone, and some were frightened.
A hint of guilt flashed through my eyes, and then I turned my head and asked with an extremely puzzled look and tone: "Bai Ming'an, why."
Bai Mingan held my shoulder with one hand.
He was dressed in a mess and had a scratch on his cheek.
He looked at me with deep eyebrows.
"Ning Huan, you really want to know."
I didn't answer, but elaborated on the question just now: "Why, you didn't make any attacks except melee fighting just now.
What about your Ansheng Pearl?
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What about your abilities?
Aren't you very powerful?
They are just five white ones." ghost":