145 Ghost Talk

"Whatever you want, say it, and I will grant it to you. Xin Huohuo continued to work hard, "Why do you lose both? If I lose it, the people in our family will look for it." If something happens to me, they're afraid they won't be able to give up. ”

"First of all, they have to find you. The voice mocked, "Even if I find you, you're already a new liel." Or, a violin. But no matter what you become, will anyone recognize you? The ghost behind you is the soul of a human who plays the piano in human bones. She likes you so much, she wants to sing with you. I guess a duet would be better, right?"

"There are so many materials in the world, why do you use a living person to make a piano!" Xin Huohuo was angry and frightened, and raised his voice, but he tried not to irritate the other party on his face, "Can you let me go? If you want to overkill the soul or something, I can really help! The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." In order to negotiate, she, as an assistant to the two Taoist gods, even spoke Buddhist terms.

But it doesn't matter, Taoism is originally a tolerant and scientific religion, which is eclectic, and what is beneficial to the good is good, and it can be used.

"Don't talk nonsense, I want you to die!"

"Do you think that when people die, the lights go out, and people die and their debts are rotten?" Xin Huohuo saw that he couldn't do it, and he also hardened, "Death is just the beginning of it, and you have never heard of it? Now you are proud for a while, and you will suffer endless suffering in hell in the future." If you stop in time, you can wash away your sins. ”

"I think you'd better get out of the pot and wash it first!" the man laughed suddenly.

What do you mean? No...... No...... It's not hell, there's no oil pot, but it's going to be painful, painful, and painful until death! What did she do to suffer this kind of torture?!

"Hey, everything is negotiable......" She hurriedly communicated again, "If I have to die, can I die in a different way?" She was afraid of pain, more than death. But this will make her die of pain, it's too cruel!

However, the other party was silent.

Xin Huohuo was frightened and panicked, knowing that the big thing was not good, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only be secretly vigilant, and his nerves and muscles were tense.

Suddenly, a string of inexplicable and strange words sounded, and the hairs on the whole body were stiff when they heard the earphones, but they were still in this dark, closed and empty place, which seemed even more eerie and terrifying.

Xin Huohuo once heard Hachi say that there is a language of its own among ghosts that have existed for many years and cannot die, which is called ghost language. This kind of language is heard by the people of the yang world, and it is a great harm to the three souls and seven spirits.

She never knew what ghost talk was, and she used to listen to it as a story, but now she ...... She understood in an instant.

That feeling is: the sweat pores of her whole body have exploded, and there are thousands of quenched steel needles in her body that are as thin as cow hairs, scrambling to get out, and under the internal and external attacks, there is a pain that even the skin is tightened.

When the ghost heard this string of ghost words, it was as if he had received an order, and when he heard the evil curse that drove him, he originally stood still with his head down, motionless like a terrifying statue, but now he slowly raised his head, stretched out his hand connected to the lyre, circled it in a circle, and put it on the head of the Xin Huo.

"Let go of me!" Xin Huohuo was startled, and then screamed, as if a piece of ice was pressed against her back, and the coldness was invading her body.

She struggled desperately to resist, but her strength was completely ineffective compared to the cold and evil energy. And her hands were also clasped together, and there was no way to seal her hands and perform the nine-character mantra.

But even if she could, what if she could? Her strength was weak, and she couldn't escape from this enclosed space, and even if she could block it for a while, she wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

Xiaoba had also taught her the Cross Sutra before, but she could ask Lei Zu for her protection in an emergency, even if thirty-three days were far away, but Lei Zu still had the remaining strength. However, the other party wanted to throw her hot water, no, looking at the steaming pot should be a boiling water pot, she was so frightened that she couldn't remember!

"Let go, let go! Don't burn me to death. "She was crying.

But the harp ghost hugged her, step by step, slowly, but unswervingly, towards the campfire, and the cauldron on which boiling water was boiling.

"Qin ghost, don't listen to that person, wake up! He is enslaving you, you let me go, I promise to find someone to overtake you, let you get rid of this control, superborn reincarnation, happiness in the next life, and never be treated so cruelly again!" In desperation, she turned her gun and tried to persuade the female ghost who had become the soul of the qin.

But the harp ghost is like a marionette, as if it can't hear her voice, and only follows the invisible thread that controls her. Ren Xinhuo broke her hand desperately, pinching and grabbing, indifferent at all.

Hehehehe...... The man who had been silent for a long time laughed, "It's not to burn you, you didn't use the right words." It's boiled, and it's boiled you alive. Then when you have your last breath left, throw yourself into the ice water. Alternating between hot and cold, you will probably be able to take off your human skin completely. ”

"No, no, no!" Xin Huohuo was already close to the pot of boiling water, and she could even feel the blazing breath of the flames and the suffocating steaming water of the pot of boiling water. In the chest, he was still churning, and he almost vomited.

"If you want my skin, you can't burn me! because the heat will make my body blistered, and that will ruin my skin at all, or else!" she could come up with this argument in such a nervous situation.

The other party was stunned.

He didn't make a sound, and the piano ghost stood in front of the pot with a hot fire, and he didn't move.

Just when Xin Huohuo thought that his persuasion had finally had an effect, although he might be treated and hurt more cruelly later, but after all, when he solved the immediate crisis, the voice sounded again, "That's actually okay, I want to turn human skin into strings." Morning and night, it will be made as thin as a hair, and there will be no scar visible. On the contrary, after the combination of hot and cold, the strings will be stronger. Besides, if you fall into the pot and open your mouth in pain, hot water will pour into it, and even the intestines will be detoxified, so it's really good to use as a material. ”

"Death pervert! You will definitely go to the eighteenth layer of hell, be burned by the fire of hell, and never be reborn!" Xin Huohuo couldn't control it anymore and scolded loudly.

"Eighteen Layers of Hell, I'm not worried, because I don't have that qualification. In this world, there are many people who are much worse than me. The man snorted, and then it turned into a hum......

There was a well in the courtyard, and there was a cry in the well.

What about my child?

I jumped into the well and there was nothing.

I shouted the child's nickname, and I couldn't hear myself.

Suddenly there was movement in the well, and a few bricks fell, plopping, plopping.

I looked up, and my kids were laughing at me, and it was my laughter......

(The poem in the article was found on the Internet, so let's learn from it here.) The content of the song has nothing to do with the plot of the book, and is only used as background music, which is hereby explained. (To be continued.) )