Chapter 1055： When I am fierce, ghosts are afraid (9)

1055 Chapter 1055

Xia Ling didn't bother to care about her any more, and said Xu Qian would not believe it anyway, why waste words again?

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Xia Ling returned to the apartment.

The female ghost is still here. Today is the fifth day, and her strength is unblocked.

As soon as Xia Ling pushed open the door, a muttering human head fell from her, and the blood that ran up almost splashed on Xia Ling's feet.

"Can you talk about hygiene, the floor is stained by you."

Xia Ling frowned.

The female ghost's head fell to the ground, and the twisted body in the white robe was still hanging on the door frame. The piece of minced meat squirmed in the white robe and looked disgusting.

Xia Ling went into the kitchen and drank a bucket of water. When the faucet was turned off, it was a blood red, as if someone's eyes were floating.

Xia Ling spilled a packet of salt, and there seemed to be a scream in the blood.

Xia Ling slammed the salt water on the door frame.

The salt water fell on the female ghost full of wounds, just like the sulfuric acid was poured on the living person, and an inexplicable white steam transpired from the female ghost.

The other bag of salt was in Xia Ling's hands. It was a store in the house. She opened the package directly. When the female ghost rolled around and was forced to a dead end, Xia Ling spilled a bag of salt on her blood. On head.

"Ah!" The scream screamed from the female ghost's mouth.

Destroyed by Xia Ling so much, the whole ghost's figure seemed to be blurred.

Lost the rag and the dirty bucket beside the female ghost, Xia Ling said coldly.

"Go and clean up the ground and your dirt!"

Female ghost: ...

"Don't do it?" Xia Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. "Believe it or not, I'll keep you in the salt water for seven days and throw it out of the room!"

She removed a box from the kitchen.

Many bags of salt in the box were previously rumored that nuclear fusion and salt could cure the disease. Huo Ran bought a box to keep at home.

As a female ghost with a flesh and blood and a dead body in front of her, the female ghost looks at the girl. From the girl's pocket, the female ghost can already feel a breath of spiritual power.

The girl has taken an amulet from the hand of the ghost master, and like a female ghost, she can't even get close to the girl's body, and it can cause mental damage to the girl.

Spirit ... who destroys who?

"Hurry up! I'm not patient." He took out the amulet from his arms, Xia Ling narrowed his eyes and squatted in front of the female ghost's head.

The body on the door frame fell down and squirmed over and stuck to the skull.

Qiqiao's **** female ghost looked at Xia Ling and turned around, leaving Xia Ling with a bleak back. The female ghost opened her **** mouth and drew a mop.

She died miserably, her limbs and body were useless, all the bones in her spine were broken, and she could only rely on flesh and blood to support her body.

So, biting the mop head and holding up her head like a snake, the female ghost struggled to clean up the room a little bit.

Just after finishing the floor, another rag was thrown over.

"It's not bad. I think there's some dust in the room. You just scrub the doors and windows of the room."

Who is the ghost and who bullies?

The female ghost cried out wow, she twitched, and was supervised by Xia Ling while doing it.

It was easy to wipe the gaps between the doors and windows, and the female ghost's spiritual power wasted on doing housework today. She disappeared into the apartment with exhaustion, and finally returned to the mirror.

Lying comfortably on a single sofa, Xia Ling pillowed her hands and enjoyed the bright and clean room.

The female ghost claimed seven days, and if she was absent in those seven days, the female ghost would surely follow her elsewhere.

(End of this chapter)