Chapter 85: Is he dead?
The servant who turned into a ghost, remember Song Lan's explanation, and should not hurt Zhang Shen's life.
You can only scare people.
Don't leave scars on people's bodies.
He did not dare to disobey Song Lan's orders and disobeyed Song Lan's orders. At this time, he naturally tried his best to intimidate Zhang Shen and vent his hatred.
The servant "bang bang bang" on the car window, making traces of grimace after face.
Zhang Shen roared ah ah ah. Seeing that there were signs of blood splashing on the car window, he immediately hurried in the corner of the car, closed his eyes tightly, and muttered: "Is there any wronged?" There is a master of the head debt, I didn’t harm you, I want to harm others. "
"I, I can burn paper money for you. How much do you want, I will burn you." "House, carriage, boys and girls... I can burn whatever you want for you." "Please, go quickly."
Zhang Shen did not dare to open his eyes, and groped in the sleeves of the robe with rustling sounds. Finally, he felt much more at ease in an instant.
Fortunately, he was wearing the peace talisman given by the master.
The moment the peace talisman was taken out, the servant ghost was indeed scared away a little.
Zhang Shen opened his eyes in surprise.
Look down at the "peace talisman" in his hand that seemed to be glowing with a black golden light, and was filled with joy.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the cold wind suddenly rolled up in my ears, and the sharp and strange laughter sounded immediately.
Zhang Shen suddenly felt that his hands were empty, and the peace talisman that was originally held in his hand seemed to be dragged away by someone.
When I looked again, the folded peace talisman was floating in the air and was being dismantled little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little.
The yellow paper used to draw the peace talisman was completely unfolded, and then floated up and down a few times, then it seemed to be injected with iron lead, stretched straight, and swished, He flew towards his face quickly, and a few snaps, thrust into his face.
"Uh ha——"
Zhang Shen felt that his cheekbones were about to be broken.
The teeth were loose and horizontally in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue gently touched, and several blood-stained teeth were spit out of his mouth. He yelled a few times, pulled his legs and shrank into the corner, looking around in panic.
"Who are you? Why do you want to harm me? I have no grudges with you in the future, and no grudges in the near future..."
After losing my teeth, I spoke There is inevitably a little more leak: "I tell you, I'm not afraid of you!"
Zhang Shen looked around with caution.
He used to hear that evil ghosts were afraid of evil people.
The more fierce the vicious aura on the body, the less evil evil spirits dare to get close to you.
If you accidentally bump into something unclean and curse, you will scare away the dirty things.
At this time, he didn't care whether this was true or false.
With the mentality of being a dead horse as a living horse, he said a few ruthless words.
"I am the eldest son of the Zhang family and I am born noble!"
"If you harm me, the Zhang family will definitely cut off your body and expose it to the wilderness, so that you will not be able to do so in the future. An Ning! ”
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
I had originally remembered the servant ghost told by Song Lan. When I heard this, I suddenly felt resentment, my eyes were scarlet, and my ghost body gradually showed. I rushed to Zhang Shen without control and slammed the person's neck hard: "Also," My life is coming~”
His whimpering sound was sobbing and his ghostly aura was filled with ghosts.
"Let go, let go, cough cough cough..."
Zhang Shen instinctively slapped the servant ghost's arm, but curiously slapped the iron plate, unable to shake people at all He said that he was getting tighter and tighter.
The servant ghost's hands, like iron pliers, pressed and pinched Zhang Shen hard, almost about to push the person into the car board.
Zhang Shen only felt that breathing was getting more and more difficult, and the struggle of kicking his legs was getting smaller and smaller.
Not long after, my body slipped softly to the ground.
Is Zhang Shen dead?
(This chapter ends)