I was going to miss the last time, but when I heard the movement, I couldn't read it anymore when I opened my mouth, so I could only cover my ears.

The old woman pulled a stinky face and asked repeatedly, "What do you want to do, what do you want to do?" ”

The baby on the ground didn't open his eyes, but his nose seemed to be able to smell me, and he dragged the umbilical cord on the ground and crawled towards me, looking at him wet as if he had just peeled his skin.

I cried out again and again in my heart, if only one would be enough.

I guess the dolls outside are all this kind of thing, if my guess is correct, Liu Yidao may have put all the children who were born in the dolls back then.

He's certainly good at it. That's why Boss Qin came here from thousands of miles away to ask him for a skull.

My heart is crossed, and now it is a matter of one sentence, and things have come to this point, and I must first summon the child who lost his skull back then.

I silently recited the meditation mantra in my heart, ignoring the baby crawling on the ground, and thinking about forcibly reciting the last conjuring mantra, but as soon as I had recited half a sentence, I didn't dare to pronounce it, and the sweat on my body kept pouring out.

As a conjuring spirit, I can feel where the skull-losing child is, and I can also feel the yin spirits around me.

But as I read the last sentence, I felt that the yin spirits around me were restless, because the skull-losing child I had brought in was to be attached to the origami in the middle of the room.

As soon as I finish reading the last sentence, all the Yin spirits in this room will squeeze into the paper.

I can't imagine what will happen when the time comes.

But this spiritualism has to have a beginning and an end when it begins, and I can't read it now, and I can't read it now.

She looked at the old woman at the door with a sad face.

But what I didn't expect was that the old woman looked frightened, looked at the baby on the ground, and clutched the red doll in her hand tightly, trembling vigorously.

"This mess, what's going on?"

Didn't the old woman know that the doll contained it?

If I suddenly thought that there would be a child's corpse in a doll that had been in my house for ten or twenty years, I would also go crazy.

But this is not the time for me to be afraid of the old woman, the little baby on the ground squeaked and threw itself at me, I really couldn't speak, but I had a paper cut in my hand, and when it pounced, I slapped it.

Now I felt that it was directly drenched in hot oil, and my forehead in the paper-cut sticker was scalded up, and I screamed back, and before I could be happy, my bulging bag cracked, and a fishy and smelly pus squirted out.

I was caught off guard and was sprayed in the face.

At that time, there was a hot feeling on my face, and I had a thought in my heart, it's over, it's going to be disfigured.

When the woman saw this, she screamed in fright, and ran backwards, and the little baby on the ground crawled in all directions, screaming and vigorous, and slammed open the glass window at once.

There was a bang, just like the flood pouring in, the dolls poured in, and Qin Lao Er's body didn't move, and they were all squeezed in by those things.

I estimated that this conjuring might not go well, but I didn't expect it to be like this, let alone me, even if it is that kind of old rivers and lakes, they may not be able to shock these little things.

They are dead at birth, and the resentment is monstrous, and they can't fall into reincarnation, so what else can shake them?