Chapter 142: The Witch
"Look, guys, there's a guy here." Atcha shouted in a loud voice, causing me and the others to rush to the scene immediately.
Atcha frowned and whispered, "There is actually a girl in such a ghost place." ”
The two looked at each other silently until I came with a group of men.
I said, "Who are you?" "It's good, this old people's home that is nothing but ghosts is ghosts, how can there suddenly be a woman? It's a young girl.
I'm going, it's not going to be the hell or something.
I closed my eyes, took out the eye-dotting talisman and tapped my eyes, and the eyes of the demons opened, and when I opened them again, my pupils turned from black to red.
It's a female ghost.
I turned my head to look at the girl, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose that he must have seen this girl somewhere.
A flood of hazy and vague memories swept over me, and I pointed to the girl and said, "Are you the fourteenth girl of the cross?" ”
We rescued the thirteen girls, only to find that another girl was missing.
I asked the girl to sit down, and after some conversation, I understood that the girl knew that her grandfather was in this old people's home, so she specially looked for it, but when she came, the old people's home had long been deserted, and then by chance, she learned that the old man was actually her grandfather.
"I see." I stood up sharply, and as I did, God had just closed a door for you and opened a window for you.
Now that the altar can't be destroyed, we must first find the one who started it, but the old man has come and gone without a trace, and now he has sent a granddaughter to the door, and he can not lead the old man to the ghost through her.
I just didn't do anything, anyway, the old ghost should be hiding around here, he raised his head and slowly moved upward, and shouted loudly with a big breath: "Old man, your granddaughter has come here, come out for me." ”
Seeing that the old man and ghost did not come out, I shouted twice to the top of the floor, and as far as I could see, a puff of black smoke came out of thin air, and the old man and ghost slowly walked out of it.
"Hehe, it's you." The old man said in a hoarse voice.
The old man sneered three times, his eyes were full of hatred, like a stinging strip, I was afraid that if he was impulsive, the old man and ghost would rush over and choke the girl's neck to kill her.
I was stunned for a moment, this would be the eyes of a grandfather looking at his granddaughter, which is clearly an enemy meeting.
"Grandpa, it's me, I'm your good granddaughter." The girl blinked a pair of big grape-like eyes, and tears flowed down for no reason, which was particularly distressing to watch.
I stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder gently.
"Hehe, I'm not familiar with you." The old man was unmoved, and laughed indifferently and sarcastically.
"How much time did it take me at the beginning, if it weren't for you, I would have been resurrected a long time ago, and I wouldn't have waited until now. You're embarrassed to say I'm your grandfather now. The old man came to the girl in a flash, and he pinched the girl's chin so hard that he wanted her head to be separated from her neck, and of course he did so.
I reacted quickly and threw an attack over. The old man was forced to take several steps back.
"Grandpa, it's all over, don't be obsessed anymore." The girl did not blame the old man for the ghost.
The old man said, "Get out of my way, and whoever stands in my way today will die." His eyes clenched in anger.
"I don't, grandpa, I don't allow you to sacrifice anyone else for resurrection." The girl opened her hands and said resolutely.
"You're not leaving, are you?" The old man looked cold,
The old man sneered and scolded: "I don't know whether to live or die." He tugged at his lips, he didn't know what to mumble to himself, the girl's body came in the direction of the old ghost uncontrollably, and there was a loud "snap", and the old man slapped the girl's body hard.
The girl couldn't stand it and fainted directly to the ground.
"Death does not change." The first admonition, hurt him. The second time I advised, hurt the girl, it didn't matter for three things, I summoned the rune paper, and directly fought with the old man and ghost.
I am strong, even the veteran figures of the ghost world may not be able to defeat him, how can the old man ghost be his opponent.
Under the repeated repulsion, the old man and ghost have long since disappeared from the scenery when they first appeared, and their whole body is embarrassed. Without the slightest hesitation, I sent him directly to the Hades Lao'er.
Since he was obsessed with sacrificing others for resurrection, he could not let him stay in this scourge of the world.
"I'll take you away." I withdrew my weapon, and I bent down and picked up the girl directly, intending to take her out of here, huh? I've been fighting with the old man and ghost for so long, and they haven't kept up with me.
Forget it, I guess I'm still looking for a way to destroy the altar, I'll go find them.
I was just about to go to Atsa, when suddenly a golden rope followed my back, and by the time I could react, he and the girl were tied up.
I used the rune paper to break free, and the rope was sensible, and the tighter it became tighter, forcing me to give up the struggle.
"Hey." As far as the eye could see, a figure of medium stature, wearing a red triangular hat and a purple shrine maiden-like costume, walked over.
I frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The witch laughed, the sound was earth-shattering, and it was quite threatening to collapse the minus eighteen layers.
"You don't have to know who I am." Witch Road. She made a mantra, and the girl and I flew down to the altar as she gestured, and in addition to the two of us, Atza and the rest of us were tied up on it.
"Zhengxin!" Atsa shouted.
The witch laughed again, "Hahaha, it really didn't take much effort to get there. ”
While the old ghost was fighting me, she watched the whole process in the shadows on the side. If it weren't for the fact that she had a bundle of immortal ropes (bundle immortal ropes, as the name suggests, even immortals can't be untied, because it is not subject to spiritual attacks), she wouldn't dare to act rashly like now, and directly tied me up.
"What are you going to do?" At the critical moment, I didn't get distracted and said calmly.
"When ......," the witch curled her lips, "of course it is for you to be my sacrifice and complete my sacrifice." ”
"What?" Acha was stunned, his face was full of doubts, wasn't this altar for the resurrection of the old man and ghost? How to ...... now?
I frowned, it was a plan within a measure.
Maybe this altar was not originally used for resurrection, where should the old man and ghost learn the way to resurrect, as for the source of this news, the answer is obvious, it is the witch in front of him.
Before you know it, you borrow someone else's hand to do things for yourself.
"Of course, you can't be my sacrifice." The witch pointed at me.
The witch pulled a knife out of her pocket, she held the hilt of the knife, as if she had a perverted mentality of enjoying the process of human death, she looked intently at my face, trying to see in it the expression of fear and helplessness before death, and the movement of her hand did not stop, and the knife slowly stabbed at my heart.