"Ah, a ghost!"
The female ghost screamed and scratched Song Shi's face.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Song Shi did not do anything. He relied on the protective golden light of his Diamond Dharma Body to block the female ghost's claw. The extreme Yang power contained in it even melted her nails.
The pain made the female ghost hurriedly dodge and shrink to the wall of the well. She looked at Song Shi in fear.
"What the hell? You're the ghost. I'm a living person, okay?"
Song Shi pursed his lips and floated up from the well water. He stood on the water and said, "Where did this lonely ghost come from? Why are you hiding in my Song family manor? I'll send your soul to hell."
The female ghost saw that Song Shi was a cultivator and trembled in fear. "Spare me. I don't want to die yet. Don't kill me."
The fire in Song Shi's palm flickered. He did not show any mercy and flicked his finger.
