Chapter 85: Witchcraft (II)

He kept waving his hands, and his mouth was constantly muttering some weird characters. And just when I was looking at him in a daze, Cheng Qian dragged me into the house with one hand.

"Don't come out ......"

With that, he slammed the door slammed. The moment the door was closed, there was a darkness in front of my eyes, and there were so many dead souls in the room that I felt a little crowded. But I didn't feel the heat at all, because there were too many souls, and the temperature inside was so low.

I shuddered, but I felt a gentle tug on my trouser legs.

"Big brother, can we get out of here alive?"

I gently touched the little girl's head and whispered, "I guess it's okay, he's very powerful." ”

But just as I was saying this, I suddenly heard a loud bang at the door, and it felt like someone had been thrown on the door. Suddenly, the people who had been closed collapsed, not because the door was open, but because the door and the surrounding door frame collapsed.

At this time, Cheng Qian's face was pale and fell in front of me, he was lying on the ground twitching incessantly, and his pupils even began to slowly dilute. I looked at the dying Cheng Qian in front of me and felt that something was wrong, because I had already used the spiritism once, and I couldn't use it a second time for a while.

I quickly said to the little girl, "Now lie on my shoulder and cover my eyes." ”

"Huh? What are you doing? ”

"You don't care about it for now, just do what I say."

The little girl nodded, and then fell directly on my shoulder, her hands quickly covering my eyes. After the darkness had passed for a moment, the light had regained before my eyes.

Immediately afterward, I saw something like a black rope sticking in from outside the door, and it was tightly wrapped around Cheng Gan's waist. And the black rope is not entangled with Cheng Gan's body, but constantly entangles Cheng Gan's soul.

If ordinary people were tortured like this, they would have died a long time ago, but Cheng Qian has some Taoism after all. His soul was pulled out of his body, and then he was holding on to the black rope with both arms.

But his strength is obviously not an opponent, I watched his arms tremble uncontrollably, and half of his body gradually withdrew from his body, and Cheng Qian had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation at this time.

I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the black rope with one hand, and at the moment when my arm grabbed the black rope tightly, a chill suddenly spread all over my body along my arm. I shuddered suddenly, but found that Cheng Qian had begun to lose consciousness at this time, and was only supported by some instinctive desire to survive.

I tried to hold the black rope with both hands, but I found that with the strength of the two of us, I couldn't help but compete with it, and the reason why the black rope has not been stripped from the body until now is because Cheng Qian is young now. The yang fire on the body is very strong, and the stickiness between the soul and the body is still very large.

If I say that people don't understand these things, then I will compare people to some glue. When this was just born, that is, the glue had not had time to unpack, and the glue viscosity was very poor. But once the seal is unsealed and stood on the object, the glue will become more and more sticky, which means that people are beginning to step into the stage of young adults.

After fifty or sixty years, when the erosion of the sun and moon through which the glue has passed becomes dry, its viscosity and activity become particularly fragile. In the same way, the reason why people in old age are fatal due to a minor illness is because the stickiness between the soul and the body becomes worse at this time.

Back to the book, I looked at the black rope in front of me, thinking that it was not a way to go on like this. I looked out along the black line, and I saw two brown-skinned and fanged demons in the sky, and the two demons stood in the sky, clutching the black body tightly in their hands.

They were grinning in the sky, and although I couldn't hear their laughter at this time, I was a little annoyed by the strange appearance, which really looked like the Dharma Protector Vajra in front of those Buddhist temples.

At this time, the man standing in the doorway was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. I knew that these two demons and monsters were made up by him, and the thief captured the king first, so I picked up the lock that fell on the ground and rushed out directly.

But just as I was about to rush in front of him, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then two black arms suddenly emerged from the backpack behind him.

"I'm waiting for you......"

The two black arms stuck around my neck the moment they came out, and the disgusting feeling of suffocation came again. If you don't say that these ghosts are not creative, uncle, you will just pinch my neck, right?

I was a little angry at the time, but due to the long period of suffocation and lack of oxygen, I was constantly hovering on the verge of anger and collapse. In fact, it is very easy to make a person crazy, and when people become crazy, they will do many things that are usually difficult to do.

Just as I was about to be stunned, a sudden anger seemed to make my whole body blood rush to my brain. I yelled, and the familiar feeling in my arms came again.

This time, however, the familiar feeling of power spread not only to my arms, but also to my chest and neck. I took a sharp breath of cool air, and suddenly the muscles in my neck swelled, and my arms suddenly became vulnerable in front of me. I gripped the two black arms with both hands, and slowly opened them.

"You're provoking me."

"This ...... How could it be ......"

To be honest, it was the second time I became crazy, and that madness on the verge of life and death suddenly gave me the illusion that I was not myself.

"Ah......h

I roared, and then snapped the two black arms. Then I looked at the two evil ghosts in the sky, and the disgust in my heart made me feel sick.

I grabbed the black thread and dragged it down from the sky.

"His uncle, are you immortals?"

"Both little demons dare to be arrogant in front of me...... Children are looking for death. ”

Both of these words came out of my mouth, but I'm sure the second sentence wasn't what I said.

"It's delicious, it's delicious...... Children come to deliver snacks...... Wahahaha...... "This laughter is like a big flower face in an opera program."