She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

Chapter 232: The Bloodthirsty Ghost King Perseveres 8

It takes three or four hours to fly from Murong's home to Xie's home, but Lan Yao is afraid of heights, so she chose the high-speed rail.

He packed a suitcase, and Lin Shuang spread out the beautiful wings of his vampire family, "I will fly you there directly."

Lan Yao shook his head happily, "I'm afraid of heights, so I can't bear it."

In a simple journey, Lan Yao encountered four or five unlucky things before he got stuck on the high-speed train. He was sitting at the window seat and just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly remembered...his suitcase seemed to have fallen halfway. On the way.

"You said the suitcase, well, it's outside." Lin Shuang sat on the small table in front of him, folding his legs and pointing elegantly out of the window. Lan Yao turned around and saw that his suitcase was running and rolling out of thin air under the night.

Lan Yao:......

How many ghosts did she find to help him transport her?

Anyway, we have half an hour to go to the next stop, so we’ll pick it up then.

He was about to close his eyes and rest when an expressionless man passed by in the seating corridor. He frowned and felt uncomfortable all over.

Lin Shuang noticed: "Although you can't see ghosts, you can feel that there is a ghost in that person. In fact, he is not completely useless. Maybe he has not found a way of practice that suits him."

She glanced at the watch on her hand and said, "It's time, I'm going to take a rest."

After that, she was nowhere to be seen.

The ghost king's ability was suppressed. The reason she was able to appear in Murong's family for such a long time was because of the ghost-nurturing barrier of our family. Once outside, there was a time limit. Only when Lan Yao's strength was improved, the time she could appear could be increased.

With someone missing around him, Lan Yao took out a book and read it. The book was the most basic introductory manual of the Celestial Master, and the corners had been torn by him.

As mentioned above, he is just an ordinary person, but his destiny is just right to practice the art of the Heavenly Master, but he really cannot learn it.

In the same way, if Lin Shuang is a ghost, how can he know the art of a heavenly master? He must have missed some important theory.

There were also a few yellowed talisman papers sandwiched in the manual. The man rubbed his fingertips on them, took them out and put them into his pocket. On the way to the bathroom, he was still reviewing the scene of Lin Shuang touching the talisman papers that day.

The Ghost King cannot have direct contact, so she uses corpse energy as a medium. If he is an ordinary person and wants to learn from the Heavenly Master, he will have to use other things as a medium.

He...has to use Yang Qi?

No, that's a forbidden technique. He doesn't even have a low-level Celestial Master Certificate, so how can he use the forbidden technique?

As soon as he opened the bathroom door, he met the eyes of the man with a gray complexion and sunken cheeks inside. The man sat on the toilet and stared at him blankly. Lan Yao was embarrassed for a moment and quickly closed the door.

No, why does this ghost not close the door when he goes to the toilet? Does he have any ghost virtues?

While he was complaining, he secretly felt that something was wrong. The ghost's hand seemed to be sharpening something quickly. He suddenly opened the door and stabbed Lan Yao's hand with a cold knife. The man had not even put on his pants. Holding the knife, he ran away from him, aiming for a flight attendant in front.

Lan Yao didn't like transportation. If he was disturbed by this ghost, he would waste time and delay. He chased after him and smeared his own blood on the pocket talisman.

He had tried this method before, but it had no effect.

"stop!"

He threw out the talisman. As expected, the blood-stained talisman was useless. He gently passed by the man. The man had already stabbed the flight attendant with a knife. Lan Yao subdued him with a grapple, frightening the people next to him. Jump.

He couldn't do anything about the ghost, but with the years of physical fitness, he had no problem subduing an adult.

The man struggled, and the cold air on his body dissipated. Lan Yao secretly screamed, "If this ghost were to attack another person again, he would not be able to keep up."

Lin Shuang!

He secretly called Lin Shuang's name, and Lin Shuang's faint voice echoed in his mind, "What are you doing?" '

Do me a favor.

'It takes blood. '

Lan Yao knew that she didn't mean to make things difficult for him, but that she couldn't use her ability now, so she compromised and said, "Okay."

As soon as he said these words, the blood on his hands disappeared, and the ghost who had half escaped from the man did not dare to move. Lin Shuang directly grabbed his Tianling Gai with one hand, pulled it out and shook it, then rolled it into a towel and took the skin. The rope is entangled.

The petite Ghost King smiled and licked the fresh blood on his lips clean.

The blood in the blood bag was still delicious, and she felt alive again.

The person in charge of the train came to understand the situation with Lan Yao. The man was drunk and committed the murder. Surveillance proved that he almost stabbed the conductor and he was taken away. The high-speed train continued to move forward unaffected, but Lan Yao When Yao went to explain the situation, he just missed the best opportunity to pick up his luggage.

Lan Yao: "...Can you do me a little favor?"

Lin Shuang crossed her legs and said like an uncle, "You know."

Lan Yao: "Don't push yourself too far, you just drank."

The little girl gestured with her fingers, "It's just a few drops. Why am I trying to push the envelope? I don't want anything else from you."

The man didn't speak and looked out the window silently. Forget it, the luggage was gone. It wasn't the first time he was unlucky. Just let nature take its course.

Without the master's permission, Lin Shuang could no longer touch his blood and could only look at the bandaged area on his hands.

Arriving at the station, Lan Yao saw a familiar suitcase. He turned around and didn't see Lin Shuang. He pressed the wound, grabbed the suitcase and reached the exit.

"Hello, are you Mr. Lan?" The driver in a black suit was waiting outside. He found Lan Yao through the photo. Lan Yao handed over his identity information and was taken to the car.

"A few gentlemen have just arrived. You should rest first and then start working again tomorrow after having dinner with the lady."

"Ah."

This car was worth a lot of money and it was comfortable to sit in. There was no feeling of motion sickness at all. Lan Yao rested and fell asleep unknowingly. When the driver called, he slowly woke up.

"Mr. Lan, we're here."

As soon as Lan Yao got out of the car and took two steps, he was bumped away by a man. The man walked anxiously to the villa while chatting with another driver who picked him up. He talked about his many years of experience in hunting ghosts in the world. General content.

Lan Yao rubbed his shoulders, and before taking two steps, he saw another person inside posting talismans at the door.

"This talisman can prevent ghosts from approaching. No matter how strong or weak it is, it will react to reveal the ghosts and then destroy them!"

Lan Yao stepped in as if nothing had happened. There was no response to the talisman posted by the man just now. Lin Shuang yawned, and the sound reached Lan Yao's ears.

'Charlatan. '

She, the ghost king, has come in, but the talisman has not responded at all. It is no different from an ordinary piece of paper.

The little girl's voice was light and gentle, and it was pleasant and pleasant to hear in her ears. Lan Yao rubbed her ears, but she felt a little itchy in her heart, and the area on her hand that she had licked was heating up.