The biggest crisis I have ever encountered in my life was when I accidentally fell off the flap when I was braiding the tomb of my aunt, because Lao Lu told me that the flap in the ancient tomb was full of sharp knives, so that time was the closest to death in my life. But to be honest, compared to the current crisis, I suddenly feel that all the things I have experienced before are nothing. My favorite song is "I love Tiananmen Square in Beijing, the sun rises on Tiananmen Square". Thinking about it, my Mo Laosan has finally gotten mixed up in Beijing now, but the appearance of this ghost doctor is like a death sentence for me, and from now on, I think I may never see Tiananmen Square again.

The ghost doctor looked at us quietly, his eyes full of playfulness, indifference, and laziness......

His "eyebrows are slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth are smiling", like a young woman carrying a Chanel, drinking Starbucks, while elegantly and enthusiastically selecting goods in a shopping mall. And there is no doubt that we are commodities.

Gu Nianxia reacted the fastest, although he was also shocked by this sudden scene, but his panic only lasted for a second, and he woke up from the huge mood swings, those cold eyes were like ice and swords, and the Nine Ghost Skills were ready to go!

But as soon as Gu Nianxia's hand was raised, for some reason, it suddenly stiffened in place, and the pebble in his hand also fell to the ground, and the whole person was motionless, as if someone had pointed at it!

Feng Erbiao is so powerful, a pair of human bear arms, can be described as devastating, he relied on this brute force back then, and won the "Most Popular People Award" issued by the Sanlitun Women's Federation in one fell swoop. But such an iron-clad man didn't survive even a second in front of the ghost doctor. He Feng Erbiao didn't seem to understand what was happening, but he saw that his two eyes suddenly turned from clear to cloudy, and he fell to his knees with a bang, motionless.

Zhou Boren saw that Gu Nianxia and Feng Erbiao, the strongest among us, had all lost consciousness in less than a second, his chest rose and fell, his pupils were round, and under the huge shock, Zhou Boren pulled out his gun and shot without saying a word, but there is no doubt that the ghost doctor who even Gu Nianxia and Feng Erbiao can't compete with, how can he, a bad old man who is half-buried in the ground, deal with it? I saw Zhou Boren's tiger body tremble, so he knelt on the ground and didn't move......

Gu Nianxia, Feng Erbiao, and Zhou Boren fell to the ground one after another, and then Uncle Lao Yang and Pudding also won the lottery. The five of them looked at me, their eyes still rolling, but they couldn't speak, they couldn't move, they were like five zombies. I froze in place, rubbed my eyes vigorously, and said in shock: I'm not dreaming, am I?

Suddenly!

I shuddered, and I screamed in my heart that something was wrong.

After killing five of my companions, the ghost doctor finally extended his claws to me. In the darkness, his terrifying face slowly approached me, and I saw that this guy was not a human at all, but a white-haired old ape!

It turns out that this is the true face of the ghost doctor.

I was horrified, but it was too late.

The white-haired old ape was just a face-to-face photo of me, and I lost control of my body in an instant. When it saw that all of us had been tricked, a terrifying smile appeared on its lips, followed by a strange "quack" sound, and then an incredible scene appeared......

The six of us actually took the initiative to crawl to the lake!

It was a strange feeling that I had never experienced before, my mind was very clear, but I couldn't control my body, not just me, but everyone else, the six of us were like maggots, wriggling our bodies in embarrassment, step by step, crawling towards the lake.

I knew very well what was going to happen, and there was no doubt that we would be like the poor tiger, drinking and spitting water, cleansing our bowels and stomach in this horrible way of tingling, and then lying flat on the ground, waiting for the ghost doctor, one big and one small, to eat us alive in a graceful manner.

This time, I was really scared.

I couldn't stop crying.

I don't want to die.

At least

I don't want to die like this.

I looked at Pudding Girl, and Pudding Sister also looked at me, her eyes were very sad and desolate, and she cried too.

I know, it's a goodbye look.

The one who cried the most among us was Er Biao. He cried not out of fear of impending death, but out of self-reproach. He felt that all this was caused by him, and that he had harmed everyone. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't listen to Old Man Jia's persuasion and ran out to chase the tiger, our group would definitely not end up like this.

Zhou Bo people are still struggling, and they have no intention of giving up resistance at all. I know his temper and character best, how arrogant is this guy, how can he endure such abuse? It's a pity that although the title of director of the Unsolved Mysteries Research Institute can call the wind and rain outside, it is worthless in the majestic Qinling Mountains.

The calmest among us is Gu Nianxia, when I look at him, his mouth is full of blood, this is because he bit off his tongue, he wants to wake himself up from the ghost doctor's mind control through severe pain, but unfortunately in the face of absolute power, this little cleverness has no meaning. Gu Nianxia, who bit off her tongue, could not get rid of the ghost doctor's control, and still moved forward in despair step by step.

The six of us climbed to the edge of the lake and began to gulp the water. Uncle Yang is old, how can he withstand such a tragic toss? He didn't take a few sips before he passed out.

But what I never expected was that this ghost doctor's witchcraft was so powerful, Uncle Yang had been tossed into a deep coma, and his body was still drinking water! It was a weird and creepy scene.

After two rounds of tossing, all of us vomited all the stomach acid, and the pudding girl's mouth began to bubble with blood. I think it only takes one round of this cruel gastric lavage to kill all of us.

At this critical juncture, I don't know if it was a hallucination or something, the six of us faintly seemed to hear the voice of a man chanting poetry from the woods behind us.

What's going on?!

Who is this voice?

How does it sound like ......

The voice was old and leisurely, like an immortal, and between laughing and laughing, there was a majesty that was above everything. I only heard the voice singing: "Little mountain demon, I don't know the height of the sky, poisonous people, sinful waves, today I come, for the heavens, persuade you two ghosts, put down the butcher's knife." ”

There was a long laugh in the dark woods, and an old man riding a black donkey slowly walked out, this person was dressed in a simple linen clothes, fairy wind bones, he carried a beautiful birdcage in his hand, and walked towards us with a smile!

This figure is all too familiar to me.

This man turned out to be ...... Old lad!