Luo Xian was still silent and was not in a hurry to express his opinion on this matter.

But this is the case, it is not okay to not express one's opinion. Ma Mingyu is not talkative, but she is eloquent:

"Bai Huaiguang is no longer Bai Huaiguang, you know this very well.

I understand your concerns, fearing that hasty action will affect the overall situation.

But I think it would be an opportunity that is more beneficial to us."

Luo Xian also wanted to hear Ma Mingyu's understanding, and then asked:

"How to say it?"

"First of all, let the seventh ghost be revealed, and it will face the fork in the road to choose.

Should we fight against the two of us clerks who have confrontational sins, or should we go to Ji Li, who cannot use sins?

Secondly, there is only one last hour left before the quill effect is four hours away.

If we fail to complete the journey of life within an hour, we will fail completely.

Time is in the ghost is not in me.

In the end, it still does not take action and must make plans.

Then, when we know nothing, it is more beneficial to actively interrupt than to wait for the change of time."

After hearing this, Luo Xian smiled faintly and said meaningfully:

"Mingyu, I've never seen you say so much."

Ma Mingyu snorted coldly, and he had to say something now.

But Luo Xian changed his mind and threw a bombshell:

“It’s a pity that cleaning is not a way to survive.

The real life road is on the side of Manager Ji, and our task is to help him delay time."

Ma Mingyu obviously did not expect this step and was stunned for a long time and could not speak.

But just after the two were silent for a while, she said in a deep voice:

"Without Ji Li, can't you think of a way out?

In my opinion, delaying time and executing life paths do not exist, either side saves more effort.

Instead, we can find it ourselves, which is more feasible."

Luo Xian's expression was as usual. She walked into the main room, gave up the knife, took out the pistol, and killed the two people in the room.

Listening to Ma Mingyu's words, she did not respond.

Seeing that Luo Xian was still in this attitude, Ma Mingyu's face turned slightly cold and finally said something.

She was sure that once this was said, the other party would definitely follow the plan she said.

"Shop Manager Luo, how do you confirm that the seventh ghost must be on Bai Huaiguang?"

In one sentence, Luo Xian's footsteps suddenly stopped.

All her inferences were based on the premise that the seventh ghost was Bai Huaiguang and Bai Huaiguang was the seventh ghost.

But Ma Mingyu proposed another angle, what if it didn't?

For example, the falling ghost in Bai Huaiguang's body is now, and the seventh ghost is just waiting for an opportunity to hide around them, secretly manipulating everything.

Seeing Luo Xian performing this way, Ma Mingyu said quietly:

"So, forcing it to appear will be of no harm.

Even if it is harmful, it is Ji Li.

I am 90% sure that once the seventh ghost is exposed, it will choose Ji Li, who is closer to the road to life."

Luo Xian looked at Ma Mingyu quietly, her face soft and calm. After a long time, she put away her pistol.

Her and Ma Mingyu's eyes fell on the boy who had just walked out of a family outside the village road.

The boy stood in the sun and was avoiding them everywhere.

Just like his original name, she clearly had to avoid light.

Luo Xian looked at it and said expressionlessly:

"Then try."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a bottle of aromatherapy from her canvas bag, a piece of blood-stained hemp rope, grabbed a pickle and put it in her mouth.

Ma Mingyu on the other side did not ask for help anymore. She held the wall with one hand and jumped hard to chase him not far away.

Bai Huaiguang wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, looked at the sunshine with a distracted look, and his snow-white face was exhausted.

But this was a task given by Luo Xian. After he took a few breaths, he would go to another company.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a light footsteps sounding behind him and headed straight for him.

Bai Huaiguang knew that it should be Luo Xian and others, and thought there was a new instruction and was about to turn around.

But he didn't have this opportunity.

A rough and hard hemp rope suddenly fell on his throat, and the barbs on the rope cut a few blood marks on the delicate neck.

Bai Huaiguang subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the rope, trying to struggle.

But after all, he had no warning and could not compare to Luo Xian's initiative, and the rope was tighter and tighter on his neck.

After strangling for two seconds, the originally rough rope suddenly disappeared.

But there was still a dent on his neck, as if only the rope had become transparent.

Luo Xian must do his best when doing things.

Since she wanted to force the ghost to show up, she could not use the same trick as dealing with living people, so she directly chose to use sinful objects.

During the hang task, the hemp rope strangled her six clerks in a row.

It is an extremely convenient close-range confrontation of sexual sins.

As for the price, an invisible dent appeared on Luo Xian's neck.

Of course, this injury is nothing more than causing breathing difficulties and pre-mortality torture.

She can bear only pain, not injury.

The rope had been formed, Luo Xian stopped and took out the bottle of aromatherapy and sprayed it at Bai Huaiguang.

White mist falls from the sky, looking as colorful and beautiful as in the sun.

Detect sexual sin objects, and water mist will spread in the current area for a few seconds.

If there are ghosts in this area, the water mist will turn red. The darker the color, the stronger the supernatural aura.

"Why...sis...sis..."

Anyone is dying and it will be ugly, and Bai Huaiguang is no exception.

His face, which was as smooth as jade, was twisted and purple at this moment, and his soft bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

His mouth wide open, breathing the air desperately, but with little effect, it only accelerated death.

Only a pair of blue pupils reflected the cold face he regarded as his own sister, and it was filled with shock and grievance.

Even at this point, there was still no resentment in his eyes.

The hanging water mist changed from the edge to the light red from translucent white.

Then he thought about spreading inwardly, and mutated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye until all of them turned red.

Bai Huaiguang's figure has since been completely shrouded in the red mist.

However, at this moment, Bai Huaiguang's hand suddenly stopped struggling, as if he had recovered his ability to move in an instant.

He grabbed Luo Xian's wrist and used great force, with all the sweat beads in his palm.

Luo Xian frowned, and was about to break free, but found that the other party's strength was far from comparable before, and he could not break free for a while.

This forward force kept pulling her body forward, and the two were forced to lean tightly together.

Luo Xian was not too anxious to use his other hand to extend the canvas bag to get another sinful object.

But at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came, causing her to sweat coldly and her whole body to feel cold.

She was shocked to see her right hand and wrist separated and fell into the bag.

At the same time, a figure gradually walked into her sight.

Ma Mingyu.

Yes, she is leaving.

The left arm and right leg still looked the same, but the right arm and left leg that had long been lost actually grew again.

It's just a dark shadow instead. This contradictory and inconsistency feels like a mixed human and ghost.

Use it ingeniously to replace the pillars.

Bai Huaiguang has never been a ghost, he is just a smoke bomb.
Chapter completed!