Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Fritter
By mistake, I was worshiped by Qi Tong, I only felt a violent shock all over my body, and the three souls and seven spirits in the spiritual platform seemed to be violently lifted by a huge force, and after a strong tremor, they returned to their original positions, but some ancient pictures suddenly flashed in my mind.
The images were so messy that they looked like they were playing video at ten times the speed, only a few of them were barely visible, and most of them were flashes and difficult to discern.
Even so, the shock to my heart has reached the extreme.
"How do I feel this feeling of déjà vu?"
The sound of the sea in my ears woke me up from the shock.
When I looked at it, I saw that Qi Tong had already grown up, and his steps were stiff and he was walking towards me.
At this moment, he was naked, his face was insensitive, but his eyes were full of extreme horror.
Seeing this situation, combined with the worship just now, I couldn't help but be shocked when I thought about it.
Right now, walking in the cold wind, where is still Qi Pupil, it is clear that there is a fierce ghost attached to him. Looking at his eyes, it is obvious that he is still conscious, but his body is completely uncontrolled. I became more and more frightened, this is not a simple possession at all, but a loss of soul!
Qi Hitomi's movements were stiff, but they were still moving closer to me. I could feel the change in his body with every step he took.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and let out a low, strange scream from deep in his throat.
It sounded like a toad in a crypt, and a ghostly howl from hell.
I was so frightened by him that my top door bones were about to explode.
Jinghai felt my fear, and realized what I was afraid of, and shouted in a sharp voice:
"Don't let him speak! You have been worshiped by the possessed soul, if you let him speak, whatever he says, you must do your best to complete it, otherwise you will break the rules between yin and yang! ”
In fact, without waiting for him to remind me, I had already stepped forward and slammed Qi Tong to the ground.
I have been a yin for so long, how can I not know that people worship ghosts have nothing to do, and ghosts worship people and disasters for three generations.
Most of that evil ghost has not been able to squeeze the soul of Qi Tong's own master away, so he can't speak, if he waits until he completely controls Qi Tong's body, he will bow to the ground with its five bodies, if it lets me die, it will be light. If you say that you want me to be blessed for three generations, even if you beat it to the ground, the three generations including me will have to pour blood mold for a lifetime.
I threw Qi Hitomi down, and I wanted to cover his mouth at the first time. But before he could act, he saw that his eyes instantly turned blood-red again. This time, it was not that he was possessed by the yellow skin like before, revealing a fierce light, but that the bottom of his eyes was quickly congested. Soon, his eyes, ears, and nose and mouth were bleeding.
I stubbornly covered his mouth, and said in my heart: At this point, it is better for you to die than for me to die. It's only to blame you for Qi Tong's many evils, and you deserve to blame, but I can't blame me for being ruthless.
I am iron-hearted, even if I suffocate Qi Tong to death, I won't let the possessed ghost have a chance to speak.
As soon as his hand touched Qi Tong's mouth, he immediately felt a huge suction. The suction force was so fierce that it seemed to drain the essence of my blood.
"Oops, if we continue like this, we'll be done with both of us!"
While Jinghai exclaimed, I felt a sharp tremor in my right hand centered on the Ruyi wrench.
I immediately thought of the reason for this tremor, Jinghai, the castrated old bald donkey, knew that there was a disaster of killing, this was to smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away alone.
However, the suction force is evil, although I cover Qi Tong's mouth with my left hand, Jinghai can't escape.
The suction doesn't tend to intensify, but I can't do it even if I want to withdraw my hand. Feeling that my body was weak for a while, and I trembled more and more, I hurriedly said to Jinghai:
"Master, stop thinking about running! Now we're grasshoppers on a rope, and you can't run away when I'm done playing! Hurry up and think about how to get out of the way! ”
Jinghai seems to be more weak than me in a short period of time, and he has no strength to say:
"There is a way, but you will never do it. That fierce spirit just wants to take away, you just grab a stone and smash his brain out, then the grandson will not sing? But in that case, our family has picked up a life, Boss Xu, you have to pay for this bad seed! ”
I only feel bleak in my heart, although the old monk's trick is damaged and damaged, but is it not the only way to get out of the desperate situation? But if I really want to do that, although I still can't escape death, I will end up with the stigma of a murderer, and when I get to Nai He Bridge, I still have to hold a breath of injustice in my heart.
Well, the left and right are dead, then it is better to give it a go, and it is better to die a tragic death than to have a bad reputation after death.
With this in mind, I immediately bent the fingers of my right hand to take off the wrench. How do you know that the wishful wrench seems to grow on my hand, and the harder I pull, the tighter the hoop will be.
"Alright, don't waste it. You don't want our family to die with you, this kind Buddha understands it, but now we are not just grasshoppers on a rope, but a fritter in a frying pan, two strands twisted together, unless the oil pan is over, otherwise no one can fucking run away! ”
Listening to Jinghai's desperate tone, my heart was also cold, but the more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became. I was pulled by Bai Jing to help, and now that she has someone from the Huang Family Immortal Hall, why am I going to hang up?
My relationship with Bai Jing is only limited to the evil ghost husband in her mouth, but if she really wants to do what she thinks, at least let me sleep with this beautiful lawyer for one night, which can be regarded as a bit of a catch, and now I can take it back with my old book!
The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, and when I looked at Qi Tong again, my mouth was covered by me, and although my face was covered with blood, I was still staring at me with puffed eyes.
When I looked at him, I suddenly felt a shock in my heart.
His eyes were still bloodshot red, but his eyes were no longer as frightened as they had been. Instead, it became a little empty, ignorant, but a little confused, and seemed to have a bit of longing.
Damn, Lao Tzu and Monk Jinghai are about to be sucked up and squeezed dry by you, what are you not satisfied with? A demon in the yang world, plus an old eunuch who has been around for hundreds of years, is it possible that the two of us twisted this fritter will go back to the oil pot first, and then dip it in the sauce and send it to your mouth, so that you can use it with peace of mind?
Damn, you don't know how to be content when you are a ghost, if you really let you take away as a person, then maybe how many more people will be harmed. In that case, I might as well fight with Qi Tong for my life, except for your scourge.
Jinghai seemed to have a heart-to-heart with me, and I had a murderous intention, and a sharp reed popped out of my finger, and with the clenching of my teeth, my right hand was violently raised into the air......