Chapter Eighty-Seven: Blood Bottle of Warmth: Pretending to be a Ghost
I only heard a miserable voice asking the man while shaving his head: "This is a transfer head, but your luck is not enough, if this is the case, you have to start from the beginning." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Really?" The man's voice sounded a little trembling, obviously very scared, but this voice always sounded very familiar!
I think I've heard it somewhere, it's very hoarse, it's like.
Wang Wenming's voice!
I glanced at Song Nan, and there was a lot of horror in my heart, why, suddenly Wang Wenming would do such a thing.
I only heard Wang Wenming continue: "Since this is the case, let's start from the beginning." ”
Click, click, I saw the hair on Wang Wenming's body falling down, but he couldn't see anyone behind him at all, and he couldn't see anyone using anything, but soon, on Wang Wenming's head, a small snake appeared, biting itself into a circle!
It's a simple pattern, but in my opinion, it always feels very weird, and it feels like there's endless yin energy coming from behind it, as if it's going to swallow people up!
"Brother Nan, what is this!" I couldn't help it, and muttered to Song Nan in a low voice, I thought that he could give me an explanation, but this time I was disappointed, he just said to me simply: "Ghost shaves his head!"
I watched him clench his hands tightly, as if he was nervous.
At this time, the head shaving in the house has already shaved out the little snake, I never thought that someone could do the head shaving industry so well, lifelike, I can only say that.
I looked at the little snake, as if the soul would be sucked in, and hurriedly pinched the back of my hand to wake myself up with pain.
The movements of this ghost's hand did not stop, and from the left and right sides of the small snake, a winding line was drawn, which was connected to Wang Wenming's temples.
Then, what we see is something we will never forget!
Wang Wenming's head was as if it had been struck by a hammer falling from the sky!
Deflated!
We watched, the flying plasma, the brains, and those two black eyes!
"Your daughter will be transferred. The ghost's voice muttered, but it sounded creepy!
It turns out that this is what is called starting from scratch!
Although this person deserves to die, but he died so miserably, in the yang world, he can only be a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and he will never be able to live forever!
"If you're here, come and shave your head!" Yin Xi's voice suddenly came out again, and he couldn't feel where it came from, as if it was his own inner voice!
"What the hell are you!" I yelled, but I could only show my timidity.
Turn your head!
A miserable face, staring at me.
I almost didn't scream, it's a zongzi! And, with a dark green light, this zongzi doesn't have a left hand!
The empty left arm, the bulging eyes of this zongzi, staring at me!
The strange thing is that the zongzi did not attack us, nor did they retreat, I looked back, and my heart sank little by little, because, behind us, countless zongzi blocked behind us tightly!
What surprised me the most was that Song Nan actually stood up, pushed open the door with a squeak, and walked inside!
I hurriedly wanted to catch him, but Song Nan didn't react at all, didn't care about me at all, and walked straight inside!
"What do you want to shave?" the haunting voice sounded again.
"Kill the head!" Song Nan's voice was extremely eerie and terrifying, as if it was a powerful ghost that appeared in the Nine Shadows!
My heart was horrified! Whose life? Mine? Bai Chen's? or...
Song Xiaotian!
"This head, easy to do. This ghost seems to be very novel, "Whose life is it that robbed you?"
"I want to. Song Nan seemed to be confused at this time, and said mechanically.
"Your life!"
A sly gaze flashed in Song Nan's eyes, and suddenly he pulled out five evil talismans in his hand, and slammed them towards the front!