The wind penetrated through the gap in the wooden door, and the fire in the core of the oil cup was blown slightly, causing the shadows reflected in the mud house to shake a few times.

The house was quiet, and the curtains of the jute cloth in front of the bed had been untied, and only a figure lying on the jute cloth could be seen vaguely through the jute cloth.

It was late at night after a long time, and a slight rustling sound came outside the house like a person stepping on the sand.

The figure lying on the bed did not react at all, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, like it was heard inside the house, as if it would seep into the bone marrow, but there was no movement in the figure on the bed.

The rustling sound suddenly stopped, and the mud wall suddenly sounded............. The sound extended from below the mud wall to the top. Something was climbing the mud wall.

The sound of climbing the mud wall quickly turned into a crackling sound of stepping on tiles, and this thing had already climbed to the top of the tiles.

It moved rapidly on the roof of the tile and stopped in less than a moment.

The sound completely disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

The roof of the tile has a small three-inch long and wide skylight, and there are glazed pieces covered by obliquely covering the skylight. The glazed pieces were quickly pulled open, and an eyeball appeared from the skylight.

The eyeball is very large, only one round smaller than the entire skylight. There is a red pupil in the middle of the dark green eyeball, and the red pupils slowly wander.

After observing for a while, the eyeball fell from the skylight, and the falling eyeball was followed by the black smoke floating.

The black smoke crossed the eyeball and fell to the ground first, transforming into a three-legged and three-handed smoke man, supporting the dark green eyeball.

The dark green eyeball of the curse ghost stared at the figure on the bed covered by the yellow curtains. It pounced on the bed without hesitation, and wanted to bring the offering back.

The yellow curtains were torn to pieces, but there were only human shapes of gray quilts and wooden hard pillows on the straw mat.

The dark green eyeball of the curse ghost suddenly contracted, and the red dots on the eyeballs were almost invisible.

At this time, a straight knife with fireworks quietly penetrated the curse's chest.

Sigh, the flames burned the black fog, and the black fog faintly showed a tendency to dissipate. The curse ghost was trembling all over, and the three smoke hands turned into sharp claws, trying to stab the back.

But the straight knife is faster than its sharp claws. The straight knife cuts the black smoke without any obstacles and slids upwards. Finally, it hits the deep green eyeball. The moment it hits the deep green eyeball, the flames on the straight knife suddenly erupt and burns like they touch prey.

The miserable roar spread from inside the house to outside the house.

The black smoke rose and dissipated, the dark green eyeballs were stained with red flames, and it quickly burned into pieces.

Zhou Fan drew his sword and looked at the black smoke rising up to the roof. The black smoke slowly drifted away and went along the tile cracks and the skylight.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the curse of ghosts should be dead.

Zhou Fan glanced at the straight sword covered with red patterns, and the straight sword wrapped around two small flame talismans. This curse ghost was just a black golf monster. He hit the vital point with such a knife, and there was nothing to be surprised if he died.

But this curse ghost is really stupid. He made such a big noise before he came. Since he made such a big noise, why did he come in through the skylight?

Zhou Fan didn't think much about it. The monster had no reason. He confirmed that his straight sword talisman power had not been completely consumed, so he looked at the wooden door.

The man came out from under the bed, and it also looked at the wooden door.

"Brother, do you feel it?" Zhou Fan asked.

The man just stared at the wooden door without making any sound. Its eyes were puzzled. Obviously, it was not sure if there was anything outside.

Zhou Fan had a calm face. In fact, he always understood that the first curse of ghosts was not scary. What was scary was the man in black and Zhang He hiding in the dark.

Since he confirmed Zhang He’s intention, he was wondering when Zhang He and the others would come?

Zhou Fan quickly concluded that Zhang He and his team would wait until the curse ghost came to fight him before they could appear, because no matter who lost and who won, this was the most suitable time for them!

Zhou Fan was very sure that they were outside the house.

They should have heard the screams of the curse before the ghost died just now, and they were probably approaching the house infinitely.

Zhou Fan used "them" to describe it, intending to remind himself that more than one person might have come to the other party!

At this time, Zhou Fan did not dare to rush out rashly, nor did the other party dare to rush in.

He was silently confronting the people outside the house. Zhou Fan knew that this would have an advantage for him. If the other party didn't come in, there would be only benefits but no harm for him.

Zhang He and the others had special intentions for him, and they should be the ones who couldn't hold on. As long as they couldn't hold on, they would be the ones who suffered the loss.

Zhou Fan focused part of his attention on the wooden door and part of his attention on the skylight on the roof. These were the two places they were most likely to rush into.

The brother's prickling ears suddenly moved, and it suddenly turned around and barked.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, behind his back!

The moment the brother barked, a bang came from the wall behind him, and more than ten yellow mud bricks exploded. Following the yellow mud bricks, a long sword pierced straight toward the explosion.

Listening to the movements behind, Zhou Fan suddenly exerted force on his right wrist, and the straight knife turned around and slashed towards the rear.

It is difficult to accurately slash the long sword with blind slashes like this.

But the man in black holding the long sword did not want to be cut into two pieces by Zhou Fan's straight sword after stabbing Zhou Fan to death. He changed the sword that was stabbed directly, and the sword body was smashed on the straight sword.

Swords collided with flames splashed.

Zhou Fan forced the man in black to change the direction of the sword with the intention of losing both sides. Both of them took a few steps back.

When he retreated, Zhou Fan stepped hard, causing his back to hit the wooden door, but to hit the mud wall.

Zhou Fan glanced at the wooden door with his eyes alertly. No one rushed in from the wooden door, which made him feel a little relaxed. This means that there was only one man in black, otherwise one of the other party should have entered through the wooden door just now and formed a clamping force against Zhou Fan with the man in black.

In this way, Zhou Fan is very likely to be injured in this pinch.

The room was filled with yellow mud and dust. The man in black was still like last time, with only a pair of pupils exposed from his hood. He looked at Zhou Fan coldly, and his voice hoarse: "Do you know I'll come?"

If he hadn't known that he was back, he would have won the sword just now.

Zhou Fan sneered, and the voice of the man in black was obviously disguised. He couldn't hear who the other party was. He just said, "Of course I know you will come. I not only know you will come, but I also know who you are!"

The man in black eyes condensed and said in a deep voice: "Impossible."

As soon as the man in black finished saying this, he quickly pasted a small flame talisman on his sword with his left hand because he found that Zhou Fan was willing to use two small flame talismans at once.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan had already attacked with one sword. He really didn't know who the man in black was. The words just said just to disrupt the man in black.

The man in black rushed to parry, but there was no panic.
Chapter completed!