The swing swung higher and higher. At some point, the corpse had climbed off it and begun crawling toward Su Li. The climbing sounds from the well drew closer, and the expressions on the heads in the locust tree began to change, each breaking into a sinister grin and letting out ghostly wails and howls.
Before Su Li needed to act, Zheng Xing and Tan Qian had already reverted to their original forms. Black mist swirled around Zheng Xing, while the dress on Tan Qian's body slowly became stained red with blood.
All the ghosts in the courtyard froze. Weren't these two humans? They were actually ghosts?
The ghosts in the locust tree felt they had the advantage in numbers and decided to keep attacking.
Tan Qian's head abruptly flew off, her black hair growing wildly and tangling around the heads at the front of the locust tree, while her body appeared on the other side to block the other ghosts.
Zheng Xing once again used his black mist to bind the corpse from the swing and drag it over, then went to the well and hauled out the ghosts inside one by one.
There were actually four ghosts in the well, all with twisted limbs. They looked as though they had fallen to their deaths.
Before the ghosts in the well could figure out what was happening, a terrifying force hauled them out.
All the ghosts in the courtyard stopped their wailing and howling, realizing something was wrong.
They actually couldn't beat these two fellow ghosts!
The heads in the locust tree turned toward Su Li again. Was this person a ghost too? Where had they come from?
Then fear appeared in their eyes. Before they could even wail, Su Li swept them into the Ghost Ring.
"Boss, there