"The runes on the back of the poplar leaves are very bewitching.

Because, the runes are made of blood......

The blood was still fresh, and when I took my phone to take a picture, there were still drops of blood dripping down her back.

Needless to say, it can only be drawn by an old driver.

This thing looks very evil, and if you don't figure out what it does, you'll definitely suffer a lot.

It just so happened that in my live broadcast room, there was a very powerful fortune teller named Liu Banxian, who recognized at a glance that the painting on the back of the poplar leaf was a very powerful evil magic array.

It's called 'séance'.

The caster can forcibly attach his soul to others and temporarily occupy the body of others.

It's like the 'snatching' in the mythological story.

But this evil art is not something that can be used casually.

Its side effects are very significant, once it is devoured, the caster is easily wiped out, and the dead can no longer die.

Very few cultists use this trick.

Liu Banxian, since then, has made me wary of the old driver.

I even suspect that the old driver in front of me is in a state of possession at the moment.

Not me.

He wanted me to find a chance and leave with poplar leaves.

But in the secret room, after I figured out the true identity of the old driver as a female caretaker, I wanted to plan her and capture her alive.

I can get some information about the orphanage out of her mouth.

I told Liu Banxian that I had a talisman on my body that sealed the demons.

Ask him to help me keep an eye on the old driver, and once I noticed that when the black-nosed clown activated the formation and the god descended on the poplar leaves, he typed on the public screen to tell me.

When I saw it, I would instantly sacrifice a talisman to suppress the black-nosed clown.

It's a pity that this talisman is too powerful. Purified her directly......"

Tian Xinyuan suddenly realized and nodded again and again.

"By the way, I have something here, I have to give it to you."

I came to Tian Xinyuan and said to him while taking something out of my pocket.

"What?"

Tian Xinyuan's face instantly became ugly, and he thought that what I was going to take out of his arms was a small bowl of chicken blood: "You don't still want to use chicken blood on me, right?"

I helped you a lot just now, and you still doubt me? ”

"There's no need to ...... that"

I waved my hand: "Looking for you to drip blood, it's just that I'm playing on the scene and pretending to be in front of the black-nosed clown."

The purpose is to seduce it, so that it can take advantage of our internal strife and attach itself to the poplar leaves, so that it can be suppressed by me.

It's just that I didn't expect that this person didn't immediately use the 'Divine Descent Technique', but sacrificed the 'Soul Fixing Needle'.

Not only did it disrupt my plans, but it almost cost us both our lives. ”

After explaining, I took out the evil thought spirit and put it in Tian Xinyuan's palm:

"You take this."

Tian Xinyuan took the essence, took it in his hand and looked left and right a few times, and asked with some astonishment: "What is this?" ”

I smiled, "This is a container for storing souls, called evil thoughts.

Zhu Yajie's remnant soul is inside.

I think this thing is more valuable than the fragments of her broken human skin in your trouser pocket. ”

That's right, when I chased Tian Xinyuan to the '320' room.

When I opened the door, I saw him staring at the white dress stained red by blood on the hanger.

The expression on his face was exactly the same as the look he had stared at the girl's balloon shattering human skin after the white-nosed party was over.

Loneliness, sadness, guilt, self-blame, admiration.

It's incredibly complex.

At that moment, I realized that the girl balloon who helped me many times at the white-nosed party was Zhu Yajie, who died here three years ago and Tian Xinyuan's lover, wearing a white dress.

It is precisely because of this that Tian Xinyuan made a terrifying move, picking up fragments of human skin in his pocket, probably to pay tribute to his deceased lover.

After listening to my words, Tian Xinyuan was instantly shocked, like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, jumping three feet high:

"You......

Are you telling the truth? ”

He grabbed the evil spirit in his hand, and then closed his eyes.

It seems to be feeling something.

After a while, the spirit of evil thoughts became transparent, and you could see that inside, there was a void figure of a girl, lying on the ground.

It seems to be sleeping.

can barely recognize the girl, and in the photo, Zhu Yajie's face is very similar.

Tian Xinyuan was like being struck by lightning, and tears slid down his cheeks:

"It's you......

It's really you......

Do you know how I survived all these years?

Every day, I want to kill myself......

We can finally be together again......"

Tian Xinyuan held the spirit of evil thoughts, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world.

After a long time, he suddenly came to me, threw himself on his knees, and fell to his knees.

I was startled and hurriedly pulled him up:

"Brother Tian, what are you doing here?"

Tian Xinyuan's mood fluctuations were too great, his vocal cords trembled, and he couldn't speak at all, and after a long time, he whimpered and said to me:

"Brother Xiao Zhou......

I know the preciousness of the spirit of evil thoughts.

It's Qiu Yuemei, no.

Whether it is an evil cultivator or a cultivator, they are all eager to do this.

I don't have a position to take it.

Not to mention, there is still a seal inside, Zhu Yajie's remnants of the soul that still exists.

This thing, almost priceless,

If you don't dislike it, when she repairs her soul and is reincarnated, I can replace her and become your slave, and live forever for you to drive. ”

After thinking for a long time, Tian Xinyuan suddenly gritted his teeth and said.

"No, you don't."

I shook my head: "If it weren't for you, I might not even be able to survive the white-nosed balloon party."

Not to mention, how many lives you saved me in the fight with the black-nosed clown.

The spirit of evil thoughts, as well as the remnant soul of Zhu Yajie, were all found in the orphanage.

These things don't come in handy for me, but they don't work for you.

There is no need to be burdened at all. ”

"It's different." Tian Xinyuan hurriedly said:

"This thing, even if it's not an evil cultivator, is still very useful.

Nanyang kids, you've heard of it.

Some wealthy people, especially the Baodao generation, will spend a lot of money to find Azan monks and ask them to do it, sealing the little ghosts on jade and other magic weapons.

These rich people, who raise them with their hearts and souls every day, can manipulate the little ghosts and obtain the same magical powers as the monks.

There are many types of imps, and the spells they can use are also different.

Some can bring peach blossom luck, and some can allow people to gain perspective and insight into the covered gambling cards on the gambling table, and every gamble will win.

If you are a little more powerful, you can even turn into a powerful ghost and find trouble with the enemy.

Most of the imps of ordinary rich families can only use some subtle spells, but Rao is like this, and it takes countless money and energy to cultivate, and the baby will die.

Among the little ghosts, the rarest is the one that is refined with the remnant soul that 'retains the consciousness of life'.

This kind of little ghost, who understands human language, understands human language, has a very high IQ, and once he cultivates it, he has all kinds of magical powers, which is far from being comparable to ordinary ghosts.

Moreover, because it retains its humanity, it is more loyal than a dog after being brainwashed, and it has a long lifespan, which can be regarded as a family heirloom and passed down from generation to generation.

The guardian spirits of some ancient clans are such imps that have been passed down from generation to generation.

The degree of preciousness can be seen.

Not to mention, this evil spirit of all evil cultivators who are willing to exchange their lives for their lives.

How do you let me accept such a precious gift?

So......

If you don't dislike me, put me in the spirit of evil thoughts. ”

I laughed dumbly: "What do I want you to do?" ”

"It's different."

After thinking about it for a long time, Tian Xinyuan gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to tell me something he buried in his heart: "I ......"

I patted him on the shoulder: "You want to tell me that you are also a wisp of remnant soul living in Tian Xinyuan's body."

And, if I'm not mistaken, your predecessor is probably the red-nosed clown who disappeared from the orphanage. ”

As soon as these words came out, Tian Xinyuan's face changed instantly, and he stammered: "You......

Do you know who I am? ”

"Not only do I know, Tian Xinyuan, it should be hazy, but I can also perceive your existence, right?

If I'm not mistaken.

Tian Xinyuan used to be an orphan in this orphanage.

But unlike the others, he seems to be of a higher rank, and in addition to eating sugar, he is also responsible for ravaging and torturing other orphans.

Among them, Ma Zhiqiang is included.

Therefore, Ma Zhiqiang's mind left a grudge about Tian Xinyuan's cruelty and rage.

After being released by the Weaver Girl, she turned into a red-nosed clown and was responsible for guarding the orphanage.

That red-nosed clown, naturally, is you.

But then, you disappeared from the orphanage.

It should have used some means to return to Tian Xinyuan's body. ”