The truth of the world, for some beings, is something that can be known by "looking it up", but for some people, it is always a forest after the fog, and they don't know if it really exists, and if it really looks like a forest.

The top management of the horror club didn't know what this club was running for, they gathered together, created all kinds of horrors with their own means, absorbed the yin power generated by mortals because of terror, and their own strength grew, and there were more potential powers to be sent, and they themselves were the bridgehead.

The "world" they have beaten down, the territory they have expanded, is all serving someone behind them.

The gods who do not have to know of His existence, but naturally serve His interests, are sometimes more terrifying than those who absorb faith.

When you think about what you do, what you think comes from your heart, you don't know for whose benefit you're paving, and when you think about it, it seems that you don't know who the meaning of life is for.

The method that Yang Ming handed over was specifically aimed at yin qi, mixed with folk earthwork, what kind of peach wood chicken blood and other recipes, it sounds between reliable and unreliable, to be verified by folklorists, that is, when it is really time to experiment, it is inevitable that some people feel that it is too taboo to do it.

"Captain, I really need to use it, this is..."

The bath bucket made of peach wood, the blood of the rooster slaughtered at noon, it is easy to accumulate this bucket, soak people in it, it is full, but...

"Try it, I don't want to believe it, but haven't you read all those reports? Do you really think those people are crazy and talking nonsense?"

Yan Sicheng sighed at his teammates, Yang Ming and Liang Yuan blatantly removed tattoos, they didn't take the initiative to say anything, those who underwent similar minor surgeries, especially young people, didn't keep silent, and they were happy to share with others, as if they had had some adventures.

“... ... Well, then give it a try. ”

This matter is indeed a bit mysterious, but in recent years, have there been fewer cases of mystery? Open the files that can only be piled up in the archives and take a look, how many of them are inexplicable and unclear, and I feel that it is beyond the power of man.

For example, the butcher on a rainy night, if someone hadn't found out the murderer and there was enough evidence to identify him, I am afraid it would be just a file in those unsolved cases.

The first person who was brought over was still a little scared, didn't know what to do, looked at the red liquid and didn't want to go in, and said vigorously: "You guys make it clear, I didn't break the law, what is this for, torture to extract confessions?"

The wooden barrel is the kind that bathing places will have, but everyone knows that this does not mean that it is time to take a bath, who bathes with the fishy red liquid!

The young man who resisted but still had to change into swim trunks and enter the barrel felt that something was wrong as soon as he entered, "Why does it seem like a needle is pricking me, what is this, what the hell have you done..."

The uniformed ones were a little embarrassed in front of him, and I really didn't want people to know that it was a regular state organ that did this kind of thing, which was too embarrassing.

But, the result is good, after a soak that is no different from taking a bath, when the young man who was forced to press and not leave the bath tub was pulled up again, the tattoo on his body was really much lighter, but, still, and, will move...

"This thing, what is this, what's going on, isn't it a tattoo?

The young man's face is about to crack, inexplicably multiple tattoos, he has accepted it, and then he finds that the tattoo is still alive, and it is probably not a tattoo, is this a fantasy drama?

What about good science?

"It works!"

The person who was full of protest just now, eager to take off his uniform and say that he had nothing to do with this matter, is really fragrant at this time, and in any case, it can stimulate tattoo activity, and this reaction itself shows that this move is feasible.

In the back, there were more than a dozen bathtubs at once, and there were a lot more people who came to take a bath, and in general, the pain of soaking in them was quite bearable, and some people really couldn't stand it, and they were pressed down on their shoulders and cried wolf, as if they were in the oil pot.

Experts came to study and recorded the data one by one, and some people hoped to let go of one or two tattooed ones and let them study more to see what effect it could have.

"It's not that I won't let you study, it's that it's dangerous. ”

Yan Sicheng is a front-line, he has more contact with things, and he knows that there are some cases, but it is not good to say that it was committed by these innocent people, of course, they may not know it themselves.

The Rainy Night Butcher consciously wants to create horror, so he also pays attention to some methods, but these downlines controlled by tattoos, how exciting they really come when they create horror, most of the bloody scenes, they make them, and the interesting thing is that they don't know it themselves.

Based on the special ability of Yin Qi, a bad one is easy to cause accidents.

"Captain Yan, don't worry, we will do a good job of protection, research is a must, otherwise we can only be beaten passively, and the loss of backwardness, I don't need to say more, you can also think of it." This matter is another crisis, but it may also be another turning point, who knows if these yin qi can be turned into treasure?"

The expert invited permission from his superiors, and Yan Sicheng couldn't stop it strongly, hearing what they said, it couldn't be said that it was unreasonable, only to give in, and to the expert who said that he wanted to contact that Yang Ming, Yan Sicheng didn't refuse, not only the expert, but also himself, and there were many questions he wanted to answer to Yang Ming.

But when Yan Sicheng looked for it, he couldn't find any trace of Yang Ming.

"Didn't you say he didn't go out?"

"It's true that it didn't come out, we kept watching, and we didn't get it right. ”

The plainclothes spy was full of surprise, and asked rhetorically, "Isn't he on it?"

Yan Sicheng shook his head slightly, naturally not there, "Forget it, it's none of your business, people like them are always hard to say." ”

Not to mention anything else, as far as Liang Yuan's ability is concerned, it is very powerful, who knows what ability the more powerful Yang Ming will have.

Yan Sicheng's heart moved, and he called to ask where Mr. Li was, maybe Yang Ming was also there.

In Mr. Li's office, Mr. Li, who was once majestic, is now like a piece of pork that is flattened and waiting to be sold, lying on the desk, his hands hanging weakly.

"Has it been so deeply integrated?"

At the same time that the big spider was taken out, Mr. Li's vitality disappeared together, this was not Yang Ming's intention, but the yin qi parasitic was deep, and a delicate balance was maintained between the two.

Outside the window, the sun is shining, and the interior with the shutters is pulled, but it is cloudy and windy, and the black fog is almost condensed, covering everyone's sight.

Maybe it's limited by the rules of this world, or whatever, these anomalies are condensed within a certain range near the □□, and they don't blindly spread outward, and together with those tangible ghosts, they don't run farther away.

Yang Ming, who was in it, if he hadn't carved a talisman array for himself, I am afraid that he would have been close to these guys a long time ago, it would not be a good feeling, but now, watching them show their teeth and claws around him, but he just couldn't get close to himself, touching himself, it was really another feeling.

"Or... It's unsightly......"Even if you know that these people may be the resentment of people who died directly because of Mr. Li or something, but ugly is ugly, and you won't add filters because of sympathy to make them more beautiful."

Catching the big spider, Yang Ming looked at the little spider on his arm, the other party seemed to feel something, and he was a little restless, but because he was trapped in the magic circle, he couldn't move a bit, so his claws moved.

"The change of the upper layer will not affect the lower layer, then, if... ..."Several pieces of rune paper are used to isolate the breath of the big spider layer by layer, and the surrounding ghosts have become ownerless, a little muddy, I don't know where to go, the hideous face seems to have calmed down, and at the same time, Yang Ming's speed of absorbing yin qi is also much faster, if there is no limit, he feels that he can absorb all the yin qi here into his body, and let the little spider on his body become a big spider.

"Alternative position, too, if it is so easy to scrap it, this move is not clever," Yang Ming said to himself, "So, it's a protracted battle, a little disappointed..."

I can't see the results in the short term, and it seems that the expected punch is about to fail, and I am ready to flee, only to find that there is still a time gap between him and someone, and it will take a long time to wait until his actions can cause the other party's reaction, and this thought is somewhat boring.

Yan Sicheng rushed downstairs to Mr. Li's company, got rid of the secretary's obstruction, stepped into Mr. Li's office, saw Mr. Li's body, heard the secretary's screams, and was delayed for a while to get out, at that time, he never saw Yang Ming again.

Occasionally, I would receive a call from the other party explaining the location of the Horror Club's stronghold, and once I overheard Liang Yuan calling "President" over there, Yan Sicheng later checked, but he didn't find out what the meeting was.

It was many years later that the name of a rescue society fell into his eyes, and at that time it was no secret that there were ghosts in the world, and they called those who relied on tattoos to haunt the world ghosts, and they were obviously human, but they voluntarily became ghosts, or the kind of ghosts that fought for tigers, which was always disgusting.

"What kind of bailout?"

"I don't know what to save specifically, but the president is very interesting, saying that it should be called a self-help association, requiring ordinary people to learn to save themselves in the face of yin ghosts,, why don't you eat minced meat, where is it so easy?"

"It's not easy, you capitalists have speculated the price of rooster blood to the sky, not to mention good peach wood, lightning wood is hard to find. ”

"Hey, it hurts my feelings to say this, didn't I fund that peachwood sword?"

There is no chaos in this world, or there has been a small chaos, like a big epidemic sweeping the world, and after a long time, it has become a daily grind, and there seems to be nothing to be afraid of.

Many years later, even children know that in the face of all kinds of things they don't understand, the first thing is not to be afraid, as long as they are not afraid, they will not lose their strength, and they will not let their power become the power of the yin ghost to deal with themselves, so that there is more hope for survival.

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I hope you're just whitewashed.