Infant Spirit Is Dumbfounded [New Book Please Collect!]

The methods of ghost creatures are varied, but when it comes to a specific ghost creature, they might be rather limited.

Techniques like illusion techniques might be something ghosts of all sizes know a little about, but that's just sleight of hand. It's still quite difficult to kill people using illusion techniques.

Only high-level ghost creatures master those terrifying, sinister arts that make people's hair stand on end. Most ordinary ghost creatures' attacks on humans still require them to materialize their incorporeal bodies into physical forms using spiritual energy.

For weaker ghost creatures, their spiritual energy is insufficient to materialize their entire bodies, so they can only materialize a part of their body into a physical form first.

Like the Vengeful Spirit Little Girl from Xia Liu Village before, the materialized part was a pair of ghost claws.

As for these five Child Ghosts before him, they haven't been ghosts for very long, and they haven't been very diligent in absorbing Yin Qi, so their cultivation is very weak.

The only part they materialized was their teeth.

They did this merely for the convenience of eating...

But after today, it might not be convenient anymore.

Li Chu originally intended to track the Yin Qi to slay these few little ghosts, as the Yin Qi wasn't strong at all—about the level of fifteen Lantern Monsters. Therefore, he didn't take them too seriously.

Who knew these few little ghosts had such courage, charging directly at him, baring their Big Front Teeth, and biting him all at once.

With five crisp "Crunch" sounds ringing out almost simultaneously, the little ghosts let go.

They covered their teeth, retreated, and touched the wounds of their broken teeth in disbelief, then...

"Waaah—"

They all sat on the ground and started crying.

Watching the Child Ghosts cry their hearts out, Li Chu blinked, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Scam?

I didn't even lay a hand on them.

The Little Girl covered her mouth and sobbed, "Why... why are you so hard?"

The surrounding Boy children nodded in unison.

Their teeth, when they landed on Li Chu, not only couldn't bite through but also felt something suddenly rebound their biting force several times over, instantly shattering their teeth.

Although it didn't hurt as much after becoming ghosts, the thought of not being able to eat conveniently anymore and having to waste several years to materialize new teeth made them cry very sadly.

Seeing that their Resentful Qi wasn't heavy and their intelligence seemed quite high, Li Chu wanted to ask about their origins.

So he said, "Stop crying."

The little children paid no heed. It's not easy to stop a child from crying, especially when other children are crying around them. It's easy to influence each other, and the crying escalates.

Li Chu could only say again, "Stop crying."

He never liked shouting, so his tone was always very gentle, which of course had no effect on these children.

Wang Longqi was cowering behind, wanting to join the fun.

Suddenly, he felt his feet move, and an unexpected change occurred!

Boom--

A thick wave of fire erupted from beneath the bed board, and with it came a pair of terrifying arms!

These arms were covered in scars, red tinged with smoky black, their flesh ferocious, completely devoid of skin, carrying a foul mixed smell of char and rot.

"So hot--"

Shouting this, it suddenly reached out from under the bed board and grabbed Wang Longqi's ankle!

Wang Longqi immediately cried out, "Li Chu, save me!"

Before he could even finish shouting, Li Chu had already turned around, sensing a sudden surge of dense Yin Qi from behind.

The Fire Scarred Ghost's left hand gripped Wang Longqi's ankle, making a hissing sound, like Teppanyaki Meat. Wang Longqi began to scream, unsure if it was from the heat or fear.

Behind these hands was the ugliest face Wang Longqi had ever seen.

He had seen ghosts before—not just seen them, but the Ghost Bride had appeared beautiful in his eyes to deceive him. The five little ghosts in front, though emanating Yin Qi, were chubby and not scary.

But the face of this Fire Scarred Ghost could no longer be called a face; it was a piece of dried, burnt flesh, its eye sockets also scorched dry, and he didn't know how it saw its way.

"So hot--"

It continued to shriek, and after its face emerged, it tried to crawl its entire body out!

The pigtails of the five little ghosts twitched in unison, and they shouted in unison, "A ghost!"

The other four children immediately huddled around the Little Girl, trying to find warmth in numbers.

But the Little Girl quickly remembered something, pushed them away with disgust, and said, "We're ghosts too, why should we be afraid of it?"

"Huh?"

Just as they were questioning their existence as ghosts, something even more terrifying happened.

They saw the Young Daoist Priest in front of them suddenly draw the Iron Sword from his back, and then, he slashed out with his sword.

The sword rose, the sword fell.

A flash of Sword Light swept past.

The entire world seemed to shake.

The Fire Scarred Ghost, which hadn't fully crawled out, vanished instantly.

It disappeared completely.

This sword strike caused the five Little Ghosts to suddenly fall silent, their six pigtails pointing straight up to the sky.

Indeed, ghosts aren't scary; people are!

"Ouch."

Wang Longqi, at the center of the storm, hadn't even seen what happened. He only felt a flash of white light before his eyes, and the hand gripping his ankle loosened. He immediately fell to the ground.

Looking closely at his ankle, it was as if it had been seared by a hot iron. A circle on his sock and pants had been burned into his flesh.

But he didn't have time to worry about that. He hurriedly looked up, crawled to Li Chu's side, and asked in terror, "What happened?"

"I don't know. This room is a bit strange."

Li Chu looked at the large hole cut beneath the bed board, revealing the room below. This indicated it didn't lead anywhere else.

But what about the ghosts that had appeared without any warning just now?

After a moment of thought, he suddenly remembered the five Child Ghosts behind him.

He turned his head and saw the five little ghosts, who had refused to listen no matter how he persuaded them, sitting neatly in a row, gazing up at him with their dark, wide eyes.

Obedient.

Well-behaved.

"Ah!"

Just as Li Chu was about to ask something, he suddenly heard a scream from the next room!

The five little ghosts looked at each other. One, two, three, four, five. Huh?

Who's next door?

Hearing Wang Longqi's successive screams from the other room, Zhao Liangcai, crouching in the corner, became extremely excited. He couldn't help but praise the little ghosts inwardly for being reliable.

After waiting a bit longer, as expected, just as the sounds from this room subsided, he heard a woman's scream from the next room!

It was time!

Zhao Liangcai glanced back at his cousin, receiving an encouraging look. He immediately dashed out, shouting, "Gongsun Girl, I'm coming!"

Bang--

He kicked open the door to Gongsun Rou and Zhao Xiaomiao's room, only to see the two girls running out in a panic.

"Little sister, Gongsun Girl, what's wrong?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

"There, there's a ghost!" Zhao Xiaomiao shouted, pointing below the bed board.

Zhao Liangcai glanced over and saw a baby's small hand reaching out from under the bed board, seemingly feeling around for something.

"Mom--"

"Mother--"

"Mother, don't kill me--"

In the eerie room, the childish cries evoked no pity, but rather a chilling dread.

Heh heh, quite good at setting the mood.

Zhao Liangcai smiled imperceptibly, then immediately put on a righteous and indignant face, shouting loudly: "Halt! You ghost, how dare you disturb Gongsun Girl, truly hateful!"

With that, he strode forward and grabbed the chubby little arm!

"Brother!" Zhao Xiaomiao cried out, her expression bewildered.

Gongsun Rou's expression was similar: "Young Master Zhao?"

Neither of them had expected Zhao Liangcai to be so brave, daring to grab a ghost with his bare hands!

"Come out!"

Zhao Liangcai felt he had never been so domineering. He roared, head held high, chest out, sinking his breath into his Dantian, stepping forward and twisting his waist, his shoulders following his elbows.

Whoosh--

He yanked the ghost from under the bed board and held it in his hand.

It turned out to be a baby, entirely crimson.

It looked small, its body covered in dripping blood. He held it by one arm, suspended in the air. On its wrinkled, ugly face, there seemed to be an expression of confusion.

"Huh?"

Zhao Liangcai frowned, a bit puzzled. Among the five little ghosts from before, there didn't seem to be one this small?

The baby also frowned, it too was puzzled. What was going on with the person in front of it?

As a relatively fierce Infant Spirit among ghosts, in its long ghostly existence, this was the first time it had experienced such a trampling of its dignity.

The aura of the person before it was so arrogant that for a moment, it didn't dare to act rashly.

To be honest, it was a bit confused.