When the words fell, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him, and each wind outlet hit the weakest neck, each of which was cut like a sharp knife, and when the hand touched it, there was no blood flowing out.

When he turned around quickly, a very sharp wind blew directly into his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes were like needles and needles pricked by fire, and it was difficult to open his eyes. I was in pain and was blown into the corner of the room by this inexplicable wind, and this time the wind blew more and more violently, and I felt like my flesh and skin were about to be torn.

"Don't come here!Kill me and you'll die in vain!I'm the only one who can bring you to justice!" A few seconds of quick thought, this was the only way to get them to stop attacking me, as long as they were the ones who died in this room.

The wind gradually stopped with a strange sound, the sound was near and far, and there was a slight unpleasant smell, not like the rotten smell of a dead corpse, but the voice said:

"What skills can you have to take care of the affairs of the underworld? I'm afraid we won't even see it, right?"

I slowly stood up against the wall, hiding all my panic and anxiety, and any expression was so calm, and replied: "Hmph! Ordinary people can't, so what if I have an eighth sense? Then it's different, you have grievances and have nowhere to complain, and you can't go to Buddhism and Taoism, and if it's close, I'm afraid you can't even go out of this house! So, only I can help you!"

"It's not so easy to deceive us! Today you're here, we can still be free! Why bother!"

"Yes, you can be liberated, then have you ever thought about whether what you did in your life can deceive the Immortal King? Even Shao Xun didn't have to get the grievances on his own body to be free of obstacles, let alone you?"

The room was suddenly quiet and I could even hear the needle, I tried to open my eyes to take a look, but before I could open it, I just moved my eyelids, and it was already painful.

In other words, it was also this pain that made my eighth sense a little brighter, and in response to the pain in my eyes, although I didn't open my eyes, it was like opening my third eye, and I was able to see the ghosts in front of me clearly, in addition to these and the scene called the house, and still retained the appearance of when they died.

They looked terrible, hanging in the air, their faces were blue and rotten, there were only whites in their eyes, their eyebrows were as if they were painted with white paint, they were all blown up, and their bodies were still dark, which was very terrifying.

The one who spoke to me was the one in the middle, and the closer he got closer, the unpleasant smell became stronger, and when he saw him getting closer and closer, he settled down and said: "You are all dead in vain, your life is not over, and this room is an unusual house, so you have ended up today! Even if you go out of this door, you are just a wandering spirit, and you will never achieve your goal, and now I am the only one who can help you get out of the sea of suffering! And your enemies are also the family surnamed Feng, right?"

The man, with a slightly angry face, opened his mouth and said with a green face and fangs: "How do you know? You have a relationship with him?

I walked around them with my eyes closed, walked to the door, leaned against the door, and said very unpleasantly: "I'm not bothering to deal with them, I just can't see what happened to you, I want to help, and I have the ability!"

Time seemed to stand still in this room, and when I came out of the villa safely after listening to their misfortunes, I still tried to perceive the world with my eighth sense, and when I came out of the villa, I looked at the time and realized that only half an hour had passed.

The more complicated the mind is, the more inflexible the eighth sense becomes, but at this time, the eyes have not recovered, and the wound on the foot seems to be a scab that has broken and cracked again.

By noon the next day, the sun was soothing and gentle outside, but the room was damp......

When I woke up, I was already in the surgical ward of the hospital, less than 500 meters away from my emergency department, and when I was about to open my eyes, I found that my eyes were covered with gauze

I was in a coma for a long time, and I was scared to death...... Do you want to drink some water?"

I replied indifferently, "Anya, how did I get here? I haven't been to work for a few days?"

At this time, Anya was silent, let the inconsequential people in the ward blast out, and whispered in my ear: "It's Feng Shuiya, he couldn't contact you early yesterday morning, so he called Corey and asked me what floor you live on, he brought you to the hospital." ”

Early yesterday morning......... When I got home that day to take a shower, it was no more than midnight at the latest, but ...... But Anya said that I was in a coma and was taken to the hospital by Feng Shuiya, but I clearly remembered that I was taking a bath, could it be that I fell asleep......? How can you fall asleep? Unlucky!

At night, the patients in the ward slept peacefully, but I couldn't sleep peacefully because of the sound of the machine running on the side, the throbbing pain of the wound, and the disturbing thoughts.

Using the eighth sense for a long time made the back of my head feel a little dull pain, and for a few days, the eighth sense helped me get used to it and told me what kind of instinct it was.

The eighth sense, which can perceive not only every space, but also what happened in this space once upon a time, and relative to space, not only the space that exists in us, but also the space where spirits exist, everything can be perceived and teleported. For example, the last time Shaoxun was in the woods of the back park next to the guild hall, the sound could be transmitted in the space.

At this time, there was a little more uneasiness in the air, and the temperature was a little colder, and the roof of the sick house was ticking the droplets, and when the drops of water were on my lips, a very strong smell of blood came over and went straight to my brain.

This made my headache invisibly aggravated, and the eighth sense disappointed me again, only to feel that the unknown things around me kept surrounding me, wave after wave of murderous aura rushed to my face, and a burst of depressed breath directed at me.

Who is this? Who's next to me? It doesn't feel like Shao Xun, but it's definitely not a human either, isn't it?

I asked weakly and tentatively, "Which way are you friends on? I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future, so why do you want to make things difficult for me?"