I Became a God in Tokyo

Although the voice is ugly, but Bai Mujun is not a voice control.

Since people have asked questions sincerely, even if they are ghosts, they should answer them well and show them at least respect.

He cleared his throat.

"Shiro Mujun, the chief priest of Tianji Shrine, came here to find some missing classmates."

"Priest. Priest?"

"Just as the monk left, the priest came again?"

"What kind of enmity do you have with me? Every day I wake up, someone wants to snatch you from me. Why don't you let us go?"

At the beginning, the ghost mother was still muttering, her hands pinched her shoulders tightly, her nails embedded in the carrion.

Afterwards, it was completely out of control. He pulled his hair and tore it off frantically, causing a lot of black hair to fall to the ground.

"All die, all die! Anyone who comes here, die for me!"

With the ear-piercing shout, the black hair scattered all over the ground bounced up violently, and wrapped around Bai Mujun's limbs in the blink of an eye, and bound the defenseless Bai Mujun tightly without saying a word.

"Hee hee hee hee." The ghost mother looked at Bai Mujun who had been tricked, with a distorted smile on her pale face.

Those monks thought they had seriously injured her, but in fact, they let the yin energy from the waterfall flow into her body, making her even stronger.

For her now, it is easy for her to kill the monk of that day!

"Sacrifice. Not too many."

"As long as you take off your heads and dedicate your flesh and blood to the adults, the adults will definitely love me more."

As the ghost mother muttered to herself, more and more strands of hair wrapped around Bai Mujun's body, covering her body layer by layer, and it was about to wrap around her whole body.

Like a huge hair cocoon.

But Bai Mujun didn't panic at all.

Because the mana in his body is the number one nemesis of such evil things.

The yin qi emanating from these hairs not only cannot cause any harm to Bai Mujun, but can also keep warm on this slightly cold autumn night

Quite a sweater.

Of course, it is best to break free before the hair strands seal the facial features, otherwise there will be a danger of suffocation.

After all, mana only brought him a powerful self-healing ability, and it could not replace oxygen for cellular respiration to decompose glucose and release energy.

Although it cannot replace oxygen, it can hold your breath for a longer period of time.

According to Bai Mujun's simple experiment, half an hour is still possible.

So Bai Mujun didn't break free immediately, but kept a polite smile and looked at the ghost mother.

The danger is the danger, it is not polite to interrupt others from casting spells at will.

What's more, after these ghosts have used all their means, he will take action to destroy them, and finally say a word with a smile.

"That's all."

This is the style of the great priest!

The ghost mother seemed to be stabbed in the wound by Bai Mujun's eyes, it stopped moving, stared at Bai Mujun, and trembled violently.

"Are you... laughing at me?"

"Not at all." Bai Mujun's face was full of sincerity, and he signaled the ghost mother not to think too much, and continued to cast spells.

"Shut up!" The ghost mother yelled madly, as if she had been stabbed in a sore spot.

"You too, you think so too. You also think adults don't love me!"

"For him, how much I sacrificed, how do you understand, how dare you look at me with that look!"

"But I can prove it, prove it to you"

The ghost mother screamed, her deformed hands tremblingly lifted the black hair hanging down her chest.

A middle-aged man's face was inlaid on the eroded chest.

The ancient bun is combed, and the forehead is densely wrinkled.

The face is full of pain, numbness, fear, and sadness.

Numerous expressions were mixed together.

It seems that in the long years, he has been enduring unspeakable torture.

The ghost mother lowered her head and looked at that face.

His tone was rare to calm down, and there was even a hint of sweetness in his eyes.

"My lord, tell me."

"Tell me, tell me how much I paid for you"

The man's face was dull, and he turned a deaf ear to the ghost mother's words. .

And this just angered the ghost mother, she roared suddenly.

"Speak, my lord, tell him!"

"Ahhhhhh." Under the roar of the ghost mother, the face opened its mouth in pain, and uttered a bunch of meaningless syllables.

The ghost mother's body trembled violently again.

"I told you to say you love me! Trash, trash!"

Clumps of black hair were stuffed into his mouth suddenly, and his whole face twitched violently.

"Say it!!!" the ghost mother hoarsely shouted.

"Let's stop here."

"If you can't say it, don't force it."

Looking at the distorted face, Bai Mujun sighed a little.

This turned out to be the person who planned all of this.

No wonder the whereabouts are unknown, it turned out that it fell into the hands of the ghost mother raised by him.

It can only be said that whoever plays with fire must set himself on fire.

This ghost mother is likely to be his wife, or favorite concubine, who is willing to sacrifice for his plan.

But from this face now, Bai Mujun only saw pain and torment, as well as the eyes longing for relief.

Pity.

"No! I can prove it, I can, damn you!"

The ghost mother screamed, and suddenly waved her hand.

The black hair surged up overwhelmingly, instantly winding into a cocoon, tightly binding Bai Mujun inside.

"Yes, hair"

The ghost mother was thinking obsessively, smiling, her wet long hair suddenly pulled back, dragging the hair cocoon into her arms.

She hugged the cocoon and murmured.

"Yes, the hair. It is the testimony of the love between me and the adults. How tough the hair is, the love between us is as real as it is."

"My lord, we won and we won again. They will all die here, at our hands—"

Suddenly, her eyes were straightened, and she looked at the callus in her hand in disbelief.

In the black hair cocoon in his arms, a glare of light shone.

Then there was a crackling sound.

In the next second, a silver light came out, like the sharpest sword, poking a big hole in the tough cocoon with ease.

It was Bai Mujun's palm.

At this moment, the jade-like round palm is raised high, and the silver light in the palm is shining, dazzling, far better than the remaining stars in the night sky.

as

A new moon.

beautiful, so beautiful.

It is a light that has never been seen in this life.

But before Mother Ghost had time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, this palm had already slapped her on the forehead.

Snapped!

In an instant, the new moon rises.

The clear silver light illuminates most of the waterfall hill.

The moment the ground-bound spirit in the forest was illuminated by the silver light, it turned into ashes and dissipated without making a sound.

And under this silver light, the powerful ghost mother——

Couldn't hold on for a second.

He didn't even have time to utter an angry roar, and still had that dazed expression.

Her body, as hard as a stone, was immediately torn apart, and silver light leaked from the cracks.

Fall to ashes.

The male face on the chest also fell off, revealing a sense of detachment.

Before landing, it had also turned into fly ash and left the world.

The cocoons dissipated, and Bai Mujun fell to the ground again.

He looked at the handful of remaining ashes on the ground with a look of uncertainty in his eyes.

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