Chapter 73 Scorpion Tribe

He slowly got up.

He walked quietly to a glass window on the right side of the door.

He tilted his head and looked along the gate.

After seeing the ghost thing clearly.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw a huge blood-red takeout box, and a "person" was carrying the takeout box on his back, in a twisted, weird posture that no human could do, tightly pressed against his door. His upper body was stained with blood, and blood kept dripping from his feet.

"Is anyone home? If no one is home, I'll come in!"

The low and hoarse voice continued to sound.

Ye Xuan felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead unconsciously.

He didn't hesitate any more, and with the help of the dim light in the room, he raised his left index finger and bit it hard.

Blood flowed.

His fingers quickly wrote the two words "Ye Xuan" on the human skin.

The name was written.

The surface of the human skin sutra, originally yellowish, suddenly turned pale white, just like a person who had just been peeled off from a person, very strange and eerie.

He opened the cover.

The blood-red handwriting appeared again.

"Congratulations, you have bound the human skin sutra"

"Get a chance to draw a lottery"

The blood-red light overflowed from the human skin sutra, just like blood came alive, and quickly formed a roulette above his head.

There were densely packed icons on the roulette.

There were various rewards, including evil spirits, longevity fruits, strange items, and so on...

Ye Xuan had no time to think about it, and directly clicked on the lottery.

The blood-red roulette wheel turned, and a half-crying and half-smiling ghost head appeared in the center. It was hideous and weird, as if it was going to choose someone to devour in the next moment.

Soon the roulette wheel stopped turning.

The pointer pointed to a little girl cartoon avatar icon.

"Congratulations, you have drawn the evil spirit An Zhen"

The human skin sutra in Ye Xuan's hand automatically turned to the second page.

A blood-red character introduction appeared there:

"An Zhen"

Level: Red Clothes

Ghost Qi: 0/80000

Abilities: Puppet making, puppet manipulation, she can lower her ghost level to make a puppet, and manipulate it to fight!

Introduction:

"It is rumored that at night in a certain amusement park, in the middle of the night when no one is around, the carousel automatically turns and the Ferris wheel automatically lights up. People often see a little girl in a red dress, and she seems to be looking for something"

"Excuse me, have you seen my puppet?"

"You want me to summon her?" Ye Xuan asked in a low voice.

"Yes, you are now the master of the Human Skin Sutra, and you have absolute control over the ghosts in the Human Skin Sutra."

"Of course, in addition to the roulette summoning, you can also collect ghosts in reality into the Human Skin Sutra. As for the method, it is naturally to let them eliminate their resentment and voluntarily serve you."

"Remember, ghosts are born out of resentment and become stronger because of resentment. Kill them, and the Human Skin Sutra can absorb their resentment, making the ghosts in the Human Skin Sutra stronger."

"The stronger your ghosts are, the stronger you are. This is the way of ghosts."

"Currently possessed ghost energy: 0"

"Is there anyone here? No one. I really came in~"

The door handle began to shake, and the takeaway ghost was already opening the door.

It took seven or eight seconds to open.

With a creak.

The door was opened a crack.

A hand with black nails and pale skin covered with corpse spots reached in.

Through the crack in the door, Ye Xuan saw a pair of eyes without whites, which were staring at him with resentment as if they wanted to eat him alive!

"So someone is home, your takeaway has arrived..."

"Fuck you~"

Ye Xuan cursed.

"An Zhen, why don't you come out~"

As the formula was recited.

The door of the bookstore was also opened.

The takeaway ghost carrying a huge takeaway box stepped into the bookstore.

The extreme cold came, and at this moment, the air dropped to freezing point.

The takeaway ghost had a hideous face, his upper body was covered in blood, and his lower body was covered in mud, as if he had just come out of the field.

The takeaway box he was carrying was squirming, as if something was eager to come out and tear Ye Xuan apart!

He walked towards Ye Xuan step by step, and with every step closer, Ye Xuan felt the air became a little colder.

When he was about eight meters away from Ye Xuan, the takeaway ghost paused and looked at Ye Xuan's shoulder. His eyes were pure black with fear, and his body subconsciously took a step back.

Ye Xuan also felt that his body was shrouded in an extreme cold.

He turned his head slowly.

Sitting on his shoulder was a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old, wearing a blood-red princess dress and pigtails.

She had a delicate face, skin exposed to the air, pupils were scarlet, the corners of her mouth were almost cracked to the roots of her ears, revealing a row of fish-scale teeth. This image looked much scarier than the takeaway ghost!

The takeaway ghost seemed to be frightened by something, and moved slowly.

He felt very bitter in his heart. He had never thought that he would meet a red-clothed ghost just by knocking on a door.

Ye Xuan took a breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and pointed at the takeaway ghost.

"Don't let him run away."

After receiving Ye Xuan's order, An Zhen jumped off his shoulder in an instant, barefoot, and rushed towards the takeaway ghost.

The takeaway ghost screamed in fear and turned to run away.

Unfortunately, his speed was much slower than An Zhen's.

In less than a second, An Zhen jumped onto the delivery ghost's shoulder and grabbed the other's neck with her little hands.

The delivery ghost's face became even more ferocious, like a chicken being strangled by the neck, almost suffocating, and struggling continuously.

An Zhen opened her mouth and let out a sinister chuckle from her throat.

Blood flowed down her arm and toward the delivery ghost, just like ink splashing, slowly wrapping it.

That was her supernatural power.

The delivery ghost shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It eventually turned into a delivery man doll the size of a palm, carrying a delivery box on its back.

“Is this how dolls are made?”

Ye Xuan swallowed his saliva. He had seen how powerful An Zhen was. A half-body red dress didn’t even last ten seconds in front of her before being made into a doll.

An Zhen giggled while holding the doll and ran to Ye Xuan obediently barefoot.

She handed the delivery man doll to him like offering a treasure: “Brother, brother, do you want a doll?”

Looking at this little cutie, Ye Xuan forced a smile and reached out to touch her little head: “Brother, don’t, An Zhen, keep it for yourself.”

“Okay, brother~” An Zhen’s bloodshot eyes smiled into crescents.

Like, she really likes Ye Xuan to touch her head.

She didn't look so ferocious at this moment. If it weren't for her bloodshot eyes and pale skin, she would really look like a cute little loli.

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Han Beibei woke up at some point, yawning, rubbing her eyes and walking over.

An Zhen heard the sound and immediately hid behind Ye Xuan, looking at Han Beibei.

"Hey, why is there a little girl?" Han Beibei was surprised.

Without waiting for Ye Xuan to explain.

An Zhen's originally small mouth, which looked like rouge, instantly split to the roots of her ears, revealing two rows of cold fish scales.

Han Beibei's pupils were dilated, and with a hiccup, her body fell straight up.

Ye Xuan was quick-witted and quickly hugged her body.

"An Zhen, be good. Don't attack rashly if you are not an enemy in the future." Ye Xuan was helpless.

An Zhen nodded obediently: "I know, brother."

After saying that, she yawned, "I'm so sleepy, brother, I'm going to sleep."

Her body turned into blood and flew into the human skin scripture in Ye Xuan's hand.

Ye Xuan put it in his pocket, hugged Han Beibei, put her on the sofa, and covered her with a blanket.

After doing everything, he sat down on the chair at the desk at the front desk and opened the human skin scripture.

Look at the bottom of the first page in the dim light of the desk lamp.

"Currently possessed ghost energy: 0"

"Why did I kill the takeaway ghost but didn't get the ghost energy?"

"Did I get the ghost energy because I was made into a puppet by An Zhen?"

. You provide the master of the great god Feng Qiyue: This disciple who rebelled against the master is not the son of the saint