bestfiction Chapter 263 There is a ghost
Chapter 263 There is a ghost
"Hee hee hee……"
"Hahaha……"
Four evil ghosts with green faces and fangs suddenly crawled out from Ji Bozhou's body. Ji Xiangli felt his legs go limp and his scalp was completely numb.
Looking at the increasing number of ghosts in front of him, his eyes and mouth were wide open.
He roared suddenly until his mouth could no longer control its saliva and began to flow out.
"Damn it-"
It turns out I wasn't dreaming, there really was a ghost?!
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he shouted, he found that he could not make any sound from his throat.
Even the roar just now seemed to have hit something and was suddenly silenced in this small dormitory.
For a moment, the room was silent. Moonlight pierced the window, casting a shadow on the somewhat cold room, illuminating Ji Bozhou's face as he lay on the bed, a deathly pale face.
Ji Xiangli's heartbeat, again and again, was like firecrackers, exploding in his ears.
The uneasiness in his heart kept coming, as if it was dragging him down into an endless hell.
At this moment, suddenly, a ball of black mist rushed into the house.
It was the size of a fist at first, then in just two blinks, the fist became the size of a table, and in another blink, the black air had filled the entire room.
Ji Xiangli was trapped in a cloud of black fog. He opened his mouth and screamed, but no sound came out of his throat.
In the black fog, one evil spirit after another walked towards him.
They were either shedding tears of blood, or grinning grimly, or hanging their tongues...
Ji Xiangli thought that he would no longer be able to hear or make any sound.
But three breaths later, suddenly, a sharp and sinister laugh suddenly exploded in my ears.
Ji Xiangli felt as if an arrow had suddenly shot towards his ear.
I just felt my eardrum getting more and more swollen and painful, and then suddenly, there was a "bang".
Blood suddenly flowed out of his right ear.
"Ghost, there is a ghost!"
"There's a ghost!"
Ji Xiangli's face flushed red, his heart trembled, and he finally opened his throat and roared.
But because he used too much force, he choked and started coughing.
He didn't have time to care about Ji Bozhou on the bed. He groped in the black fog and staggered towards the door.
He remembered that the door was clearly next to where he was standing.
But the strange thing was that at this moment, he couldn't even touch the door frame and could only circle around in the house.
He was anxious and afraid, and his trembling throat was unconsciously filled with tears. "My fellow gods, I have never offended you!"
"Please, I'll grant you whatever you want. Please let me go, please let my son go, please, please, please, let me go, please, please, let my son go..."
Hearing this, the group of evil spirits suddenly laughed grimly again.
Ji Xiangli could not see their shadows, but only heard one of their voices say:
"Old man, I can let you go. What can you give us as a gift?"
Immediately afterwards, another female ghost's voice sounded, "That's right, it was clearly the Ji family who summoned us out, but now they want to get rid of us, but it won't be that easy..."
"That's right. We've been dead for hundreds of years. We're tired of being wandering around like ghosts. We have to enjoy ourselves and wait for the Ji family's incense to come!"
"Before, the Ji family was like an iron wall, and no one could get in. But now it's great, so rich, I just don't plan to leave! Hahahaha..."
Listening to the ghosts inside talking to each other, Ji Xiangli, who was limp just now, was now stimulated and full of strength.
No, no!
He has to escape!
terrible!
These ghosts are so scary...
With the determination to fight to the death, he stumbled around the house looking for the escape door.
Following Ji Xiangli's passing places, there were clanging sounds all the way.
In a short while, the tables, chairs, benches, antique calligraphy and paintings, utensils and teacups in the room were all smashed to pieces.
Finding that he couldn't get out no matter what, Ji Xiangli was anxious and angry. He just raised his foot and kicked the wall hard.
However, this kick did not hit the wall as expected. Instead, his foot was empty and he fell suddenly from a high altitude.
His eyes lit up, and one foot was suddenly standing outside the house.
Out?
Out!
"Ghost, there is a ghost!"
When Ji Xiangli saw that he had come out, he suddenly roared.
The branches in the yard were swaying.
The clapper has sounded three times.
It's just past midnight.
Ji An just heard a faint roar that sounded like a ghost coming from the master, so he put on his clothes and immediately rushed to Danbo Zhai with a lantern.
He was accompanied by two servants and had not yet reached the door of Danbo Zhai.
Then Ji Xiangli fled out like a madman, muttering, "There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"
When Ji An saw Ji Xiangli's expression, he felt a little confused.
But it was midnight after all, and hearing this, I felt a little scared.
Therefore, he quickly signaled to the two servants, and they followed him to serve Ji Xiangli, while he carried a lantern and entered Danbo Zhai.
The moon was obscured by clouds.
A few green bamboos in Danbo Zhai cast swaying shadows on the ground.
Ji An was also a little scared.
But after all, he was the newly appointed chief steward, and he was supposed to take responsibility for the master. How could he be scared by such a mere rumor?
So, I walked forward steadily.
He walked all the way inside, even to Ji Bozhou's bedroom, but did not see anything unusual.
Except for the young master's room, tea cups, calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the floor, making it a mess.
Ji An touched his head.
Weird.
There's obviously nothing wrong!
He shook his head and couldn't help laughing.
The master is really a coward, maybe he was dreaming!
It was already late at night and the young master had not woken up yet.
He decided not to have anyone clean the house for the time being, so as not to disturb the young master's rest.
Ji An thought about it, closed the door and walked back with the lantern.
At this moment, Ji An suddenly stopped.
He heard the snoring of Qing Mo and a group of servants from Danbo Zhai coming from outside.
The master's loud noise just now was heard by me and the servants in the outer courtyard, but the people in Danbo Zhai didn't hear it?!
How could these people sleep so soundly?
Do the servants in Danbo Zhai usually sleep so soundly?
For some reason, Ji An felt a little uneasy at this moment.
He took quick steps and quickly quickened his pace to walk out.
……
The next day.
After the hour of Si, Ji Bozhou woke up in a daze.
But looking at the messy dormitory in front of him, he frowned instantly.
Then he propped himself up and sat up.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that his hand was healed!
A strange feeling flashed through my mind.
Weren’t your hands and feet already disabled yesterday?
Why are you fine today?
"Qing Mo!" Ji Bozhou, who had just woken up from a serious illness, shouted at the top of his lungs.
However, as soon as the sound came out, he realized that his voice was still extremely hoarse and his throat was very painful.
In desperation, he had to flick a cup beside him to the ground.
There was a "click".
The sound of cups breaking could be heard.
Sure enough, after a moment, Qing Mo entered the house.
"Young, young master!" Qing Mo's heart was still pounding ever since he heard what the servants in the main courtyard said about the haunted incident in Danbo Zhai last night.
When I walked into the house, I saw that it was in a mess, and the fear in my heart instantly became even greater.
Even my calves started to tremble.
"Master, are you thirsty?"
Ji Bozhou was speechless and could only nod.
Qing Mo saw him nod and said nothing.
Ji Bozhou only heard the sound of "whoosh" in the wind, and Qing Mo's figure had disappeared without a trace.