The skeleton man chased him out, and the fear in Ringer's heart didn't diminish much.

Just now, the yin wind emitted by the undead wrapped in black fog made Ringer shiver constantly, compared to the coldness and horror emitted by the undead, the coldness of the cold night, it was a kind of warmth.

He walked out of the bedroom and came to the door.

Not long ago, Qi Weishi, who was still showing off his might, is gone.

In the corner of the threshold, a pistol was left, the oldest of those muskets, which fired projectiles.

What is the power of the musket, Ringer knows very well, the gun can't kill the thing, it must be not easy to provoke.

Ringer picked up the musket, pointed it at the muzzle, and sniffed it with his nose, and there was a strong smell of gunsmoke, which means that Ziwis did shoot.

Ringer suddenly wanted to laugh, he obviously heard the gunshots, why did he still wonder if Zewis had fired.

He threw the gun in his hand, a pistol with no bullets, no different from scrap metal.

Ringer carefully inspected the pit where the skeleton man had come out, the pit was not big, but it was very deep, and the wind was blowing, Ringer thought to himself, this could not be the exit from hell, he was not sure, he was frightened by the miracle he had made.

But he finally believed what the old liar said, there is a hell in this world.

He also believed that there was really unknown wonder and evil in this world.

Who is the old liar, Ringer still has no clue, the old liar said that he is an undead summoner who has lived for hundreds of years.

Ringer didn't believe a single punctuation mark in the words of the old liar.

He knew that this damn bastard was a fake trafficker, an old crook who took Ringer away with a piece of chewing gum when he was a kid and took him everywhere to kidnap him.

Ringer lost his parents, lost his home, and spent his days trying to figure out how to kill the old liar.

However, the old liar never gave him a chance, and the old liar knew that Ringer was going to kill him, but he pretended not to know, and seriously taught him the ability to mix the world.

In order to prove that he has this ability, the old liar summoned all his mana on a full moon night, just like the night now, and summoned a figure with teeth and claws from a well, that is, the soul.

That night, as soon as the evil spirit came out of the well, opened its huge mouth, rolled and floated in the air, and pounced on Ring, and at that moment, Ringer was frightened.

The old liar pushed him away, chanted the incantation, and the evil spirit was forcibly sent back to the ancient well by the old liar in a piercing scream, it seemed that this simple incantation almost killed the old liar, he was out of breath, and from then on he whimpered.

Ringer laughed at him for being so poor, and thought about taking himself as an apprentice, the old liar said, you don't understand, there are no more than five mages in the world who can really summon undead spirits, and I am one of them.

Whether the skeleton man is an undead or not, it should be, but such a high-level undead, with Ringer's current rookie cultivation, it is absolutely impossible, and the old liar's high skill is just to make a vague soul.

Then the question arises, whether this skeleton man was summoned by himself, or whether the summoning formation inadvertently touched something that should not be touched.

The old liar told him: Ringer, you are born with the spiritual root summoned by the undead, which is very rare, but your spiritual root is limited, and you need to summon high-level undead in a specific environment, and your spiritual power can only exert the power of earth-shattering in a specific environment.

What exactly is a specific environment, the old liar did not say.

Ringer is watching how he dies, he is directly witnessing his own death, he can feel the process of death, it is subtle and strange, it cannot be expressed in words.

The old crook was smiling as he chanted a mantra beside him.

Ringer seems to have figured out a little bit of his thinking, he will not cross for no reason, and moreover, he will come to Russia more than a hundred years ago.

Is this a specific environment, does it have such capabilities?

Well, yes, I guess I summoned the skeleton man by myself.

There was a strange ticking sound in the direction of the door, and Ringer ran to the door.

The skeleton-man was walking this way with its small axe, ticking from the soles of its feet touching the ground.

Crisp Waters was clearly scared away.

It seems that I will also be scared away, tonight, this family can't stay, I have to leave quickly, that time, the evil spirit in the well pounced on him, and the psychological shadow left was too great.

This time, if you are cut by the skeleton man with an axe, what will be left behind is not a psychological shadow, I am afraid it is a head.

He had to decide whether to try to send the skeleton man back with a spell, which was the best option.

Rather annoyed, he didn't have a complete record of how to send the undead back, and the old liar said that the spell can't be fooled by you, and you can't make a mistake in a word, or if you miss a word, or if you miss a word, or if you miss a word, or if you make a mistake in the order, it will cause unexpected and disastrous consequences.

Ringer thought of this, and realized that when summoning this skeleton man, did he pronounce the wrong spell, the old liar's spell was all in Chinese, Ringer felt that he came to Russia, Maozi's soul must not understand the Chinese of the rabbit country, so he mixed some Russian, and translated it himself, is it a spell mixed with random thoughts, and he made such a thing.

Before he had time to think about it, Ringer used a reverse summoning spell in an attempt to send the skeleton man back to where it was supposed to be.

Unexpectedly, it's okay not to read it, but when I thought about it, the skeleton man who was still walking slowly actually raised a small axe and ran to kill it.

Well, I'm really going to have to hide tonight.

Ringer didn't care about anything else, spread his feet, and ran away like a fly.

After running for a while, the skeleton man's two legs had no muscles after all, and he pulled down a distance, not catching up, but always chasing.

Ringer looked around for a while, but unexpectedly, he came to the church on the south side of the village.

God in the church, this is God's territory, and the skeleton man should not dare to come.

At this moment, the door of the church is closed.

'Father, Father, Father, Father......

Ringer patted desperately, and finally, there was movement inside.

"Who is so rude?"

It was the voice of the priest Moham, but Ringer did not dare to speak, and in three weeks, Ringer also played a trick on Muham, and he was afraid that the priest would know that it was him, so he would not open the door.

With a creak, the priest walked out with a dim and flickering wind lamp.

He lifted the wind lamp and brought his eyes together.

"It turned out to be you, Rasputin!"

"It's me, Father, I'm sorry, Father."

Father Mohan was severely bald, the number of hairs on his head was only a handful, and he was a little hunchbacked, he was an old man of almost sixty years old, ordinary priests, they were all so gentle and elegant, Mohan was different, he was very ugly, his cheekbones were high, his eyes were like vultures, and he was very fierce.

As soon as Mohan saw Ringer, he didn't seem to have a hunched back, gritted his teeth, and gnawed, and this damned Ringer tricked his five-year-old puppy into the birch forest, skinned and cramped, and was stewed and eaten by Ringer.

This demon-like kid actually dared to send it to the door automatically, and he spoke so politely, this guy also said that he was disturbed, why didn't he say that he was disturbed when he ate my dog?

"I was wrong, Father, save me, there is a devil!" 、

Mohan forgot to fall with the slap he raised, and this bastard who deserves to go to hell actually asked me for help?

'Really! Close the door! “

The skeleton man had already followed, less than eighty meters away from the two of them.

The priest's eyesight was not very good, so he squinted and asked, "Calm down, what do you see?" “

"Don't ask, close the door."

"No, you bad thing, if you don't make it clear, I won't close the door."

Ringer would let the priest be blind here, pushed him in with two blows, and hurriedly closed the door.

"You're such a rude devil, God will xxx you!"

Ringer motioned for him not to make a sound, he opened the small window of conversation and observation by the door, and motioned to the priest to look out, the priest was half convinced, leaned into the small window to look, and shouted God, fell on his back, and the wind lamp in his hand also knocked over to the ground, and the lamp oil leaked out, and suddenly a large flame appeared, and Ringer jumped and stepped on it, and after extinguishing the fire, he put his eyes close to the small window.

Father, don't play dead, get up, it seems to be gone.

He said to Mohan. I want to talk about "The Great Demon Monk of Russia" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~