The candle had burned to nearly half of the position, Miyai Saburo bent down and grabbed a clay pot from the suitcase to tear off the yellow talisman, turned his head and glanced at a man and a woman guarding the door of the cold storage, without any words, the two opened the door and walked out with a tacit understanding, and then slowly closed the heavy metal door.

Saburo Miyai held the clay pot with both hands and raised it above his head, his hands stretched left and right, and the clay pot fell freely, only to hear a crisp sound, the pot body fell apart, and a puff of black smoke rose from the fragments.

Miyai Saburo's face was solemn, his raised hands were quickly folded, his thumb and forefinger were attached to each other, and there were words in his mouth, and the black smoke that rose seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope to the head of Miyai Miyai's fan, and it was spiraling.

With Miyai Saburo's recitation, the tip of the spiral-shaped black smoke slowly sank, like a spiritual snake into the nostrils of the corpse, and in just a few seconds, the black smoke had all penetrated into the corpse.

"Harimon ......" Saburo Miyai's eyes suddenly widened, his raised hands pressed down as if holding an invisible weight, and his pale cheeks were covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

The corpse that was lying on the board bed seemed to be injected with some invisible force in an instant, trembling violently like an electric fire, and even the metal plate bed trembled with it.

If someone saw this strange scene at this time, they were afraid that they would be stupid on the spot, and the next scene was even more unbelievable, the corpse on the bed board opened its eyes in trembling, and its dilated eyes were hollow, and the already dead Miyai Mitsuo sat up, mechanically turned his head to look around, and finally locked his eyes on Miyamoto Saburo's face.

Saburo Miyai sighed and whispered, "Son, you're back!" ”

Miyai Miaoo was stunned for a few seconds, looked down at his body, and then reached out and touched his cheek, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, and muttered, "I...... Coming back? Where am I? Where did I go? ”

Miyai Saburo's pale face showed a gloomy color, and he whispered: "Child, you are dead, on the Sapphire gambling ship, now remember how you died, we don't have much time." ”

"Ahh Miyai's cheeks twitched a few times, and he lowered his head in silence.

Miyai Saburo gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "Come on, I will temporarily let your floating spirit enter the body, and you must perform a spirit refining ritual for a maximum of ten minutes, so that your spirit can be fused with the inheritance god, come to think about it, time is running out." ”

"Ahh Yes! Miyai Miao's hand raised his hand and grabbed his hair violently, his face was full of pain, time would not stop because of his painful entanglement, and most of the ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

"I was poisoned, it was a Chinese woman who poisoned me, it was wine, the wine was poisonous, damn the Chinese, all deserve to die......" Miyai Miaonan finally recalled the scene before he died, he shouted hysterically, shouting, two streams of red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, like two red earthworms snaking down his cheeks, and he soon lost consciousness.

Miyai Saburo's expression was awe-inspiring, he bent down and grabbed another clay pot, and Miyai's fan who was sitting on the board bed seemed to have exhausted all his life, and his body lay straight and fell down.

Bang! The second clay pot was shattered, and a cloud of black smoke rose up, gradually forming a strange snake with wings above the head of Miyai Fan Nan, which is the Miyai family inheritance god, Teng Snake.

There is no entity when the god is raised, but it exists in the state of the spirit, and the onmyoji will let it attach to the entity when he manipulates the god, and the snake god has been passed down for a long time in the Miyai family, and the heads of the family will use blood and spiritual power to carefully sacrifice, and the Miyai family can have today's scenery and is closely related to the god of the style, and many of the things that do not see the light are completed by the god of the style.

Miyai Saburo's eyes flashed with two terrifying red lights, and then he wanted to merge his son's floating spirit with Shikigami, and then attach it to the fresh corpse, he wanted to avenge his son, and when the fusion ceremony was completed, the Sapphire would be bloody, and everyone on this gambling ship would become a sacrifice for his son, and it was also an opportunity for the Miyai family to take off......

Zhang Chuang was lucky today, he won nine in a row playing blackjack, and the chips in front of him were a lot of chips, Xue Xiao next to him was a little unlucky, and the chips in the basket had already lost to the bottom, and the last few large chips were all held in his hands, frowning and pouting, as if he was hesitating whether to make a last effort?

Blackjack is also called Blackjack, is a simple and interesting way to play, can be used for six people together, ten points of flower cards, the number of cards according to the card, the dealer gives the player a bright and dark two cards, A can do a little and can do eleven points, ten points card with A to form the largest card blackjack blackjack, the player holds the black jack dealer without the player to win the bet doubled, the rest to the cards to make up the size of the blackjack competition, more than the number of points then the bust admit defeat.

The dealer is a very beautiful long-haired beauty, and her luck seems to be bad today, but she has a strong gambling book, and she has a sweet smile on her face regardless of whether she wins or loses, and she is an absolute temperament beauty.

Most of the reason why Zhang Chuang and Xue Xiao chose to come to this table to play is because they came to this beauty, they can gamble for money and talk to beautiful women, and winning or losing has become less important.

"Beauty, deal the cards!" Zhang Dashao put a large stack of chips in the color circle in front of him, and urged the dealer to deal cards with a smile on his face with a white fox in his arms.

Xue Xiao pursed his lips, put all the chips in his hand up, and said with a smile: "It's a little back today, this is a full shuttle, and if you win, invite the beauty to afternoon tea." ”

The beauty of the Zhuang did not pay attention to the two mouthful of flowers, smiled and began to deal cards, this time the two young cards are good, Zhang Chuang's card face Ace of spades, Xue Xiao Red Heart Queen, sitting on the Zhuang beauty only got a plum blossom Xiaoqi.

Zhang Chuang picked up the corner of the hole card and glanced at it, looked up at the beautiful dealer and said: "Beauty, I have a feeling, we seem to have met somewhere, your eyes make me feel very familiar." ”

The beautiful woman smiled disapprovingly, and said softly: "This old-fashioned trick should have entered the Bubble Girl Museum a long time ago, do you want a card?" ”

Zhang Chuang shook his head, turned over the hole cards and said with a light smile: "Xiao Hei is in hand, I have the chips." "His hole card is a diamond jack, a card that is guaranteed to win and not lose, and it seems that the good luck has not passed.

The beautiful woman who sat in the bank turned her eyes to Xue Xiao, and saw that he also shook her head, and the remaining gamblers asked for a few cards one after another, and exploded three, and it was the turn of the dealer to ask for two, and she actually made up twenty points.

Xue Xiao turned over the cards, the hole card club A, and it was Black Jack, this one finally broke out of character and pulled back some of the gambling books.

The beautiful woman who sat in the bank lost two of them, her face was still light and light, and she was ready to wait for everyone to place a bet.

Zhang Chuang smiled and stretched out his hand to push all the chips in front of him into the color circle, he flashed a glance at the beautiful woman sitting in the village, and a beautiful woman's face flashed in his mind, Situ Jianhong, the two have different appearances, but those eyes are really similar.

"Okay, I remember yesterday didn't someone say to bet on chopping hands again? Would you like me to lend you a knife? ”