The corpses crawling on the ground screamed at me, and instead of continuing to attack me, they slowly crawled around me, as if looking for an opportunity.

"Grandpa, I've finally figured this out."

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and for a moment I felt that the situation was ridiculous.

And at the same time as I burst out laughing, the conjoined corpse suddenly jumped on my back, and I didn't look at it with my eyes, but with my feelings

"It hurts." I felt a sharp pain in my neck, as if it had bitten another piece of flesh.

I smiled and looked at the bamboo piece engraved with the evil array in my hand, and then, without hesitation, I cut my arm with the sharpest part of the bamboo piece, and I kept the posture of the bamboo piece cutting my arm, and I didn't move again.

From an outsider's point of view, the bamboo should have been inserted, but in fact it was only inserted a little, and I don't have to worry about this damage caused to me.

I'm smart, haven't I?

If, like the last time I helped that girl solve her wrongs, she stabbed her into it with a knife and then lost her combat effectiveness, wouldn't it be nonsense?

To put it bluntly, I was a fool last time, why did I insert it so deeply

"The sky is round and the place is full of injustice."

"The soul town is bamboo, and the big yin is the rising sun."

"Liuding Liujia, step on Dougang."

"The three clears are on top, breaking the yin and supporting the yang."

"I am as anxious as the law of the ancestor of the Sanqing Patriarch"

As I chanted the incantation, the dried corpse of the conjoined baby wailed violently, and began to bite my neck like crazy, I only felt a few sharp teeth deeply embedded in my neck, and every time I could feel the taste of the flesh peeling, the blood sprayed out as if it had turned on a hot water faucet, and the sticky heat mixed with the strong smell of blood, it felt as if the major arteries had been cut.

The pain was so intense that I could only speed up the incantation, and the conjoined baby tore at my neck more and more often.

At this moment, the pain I could feel was even more intense, and I almost threw the bamboo piece out of my hand several times, but this did not make me feel scared, but made me calm down more.

"Open !!"

"Hiss!!!"

With the roar of rage, the evil of iniquity also sounded, and then I felt my head sink as if I had been hit on the back of the head, and my eyes went black, but this state only lasted for four or five seconds.

By the time I regained my vision, everything was calm again.

That's right, all calm has returned.

I still stood stunned in front of the cupboard, but my movements changed a little, and the bamboo piece in my right hand had been used by me to cut my arm, except for the wound cut by the bamboo piece, there was no trace of injury on my body. The heart-rending pain was gone, as if it really didn't exist, and the only thing that hurt a little was the arm that was cut open by the bamboo.

The wounds left by the dry corpse biting me before seemed to have all disappeared out of thin air, no, not gone.

"But it doesn't exist at all" I looked at the dried corpse that was gradually turning into a skeleton, and couldn't help laughing, my eyes were full of self-deprecation: "If I hadn't suddenly remembered the old man's words, I'm afraid I would have been now"

The whole thing becomes easy to understand when you think about it.

Everything I had experienced and seen, including the real, intense pain, was all my hallucination.

And the time I started hallucinating was when I felt a chill in the veins of my hands.

The ability of this injustice is not small, it can be said that it is one ring after another to make me, I have to say that it can already be regarded as a brained injustice.

In fact, it was a multiple-choice question from the beginning.

When I used the dagger piercing charm to insert it into the corpse deity, I had already chosen the wrong answer, and of course I would be punished by the person who asked the question.

You should know that if you want to really hurt the soul-like injustice, then you must hurt its true body, and if you hurt its phantom body, it is equivalent to doing useless work.

Where is the true body of iniquity?

It's a problem, but in some cases it can reveal what it really is.

Some of the situations I am talking about, the most representative one, is the rush.

As I wrote before, only the true body of the unjust has the function of rushing at the body, that is, if you cast a spell on your body while the injustice is rushing, you will inevitably hurt it.

Of course, at such times, there is no need to fear that the charm will hurt your soul.

Whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, demon exorcism, or Xiangxi

All in all, as long as it is not a charm specifically used to harm people, but a charm dedicated to driving away evil spirits and suppressing evil, then the force of the charm will be on the soul without yang energy.

The soul of the living is yin, the same as iniquity, but there is something in the soul of the living that is not found in iniquity, and that is yang.

Because of this, the effect of the charm will not affect the soul of the living, but will go straight to the Yellow Dragon and go away from the wrongs.

There's a reason why I did it to my unjust body, not my own body, which had already been washed into by my injustice.

If you really count it carefully, there is not just one true body, but two.

One is its soul, and the other is its body.

Unless its physical body is completely destroyed, cremated, or decomposed into bones, then the true physical utility of its physical body will be completely lost.

There is no doubt that the dried corpse in front of me obviously has the effect of the true body of the wronged.

The skin is not rotten, and the bones are strong.

The dried corpse meets the two conditions mentioned by the old man, so using a charm to abolish its physical body is completely equivalent to casting a spell on its true body.

To put it bluntly, I'm also afraid of pain, right, can I cut my arm without pain?

If everything had been planned according to my original plan, then the soul of this grandson should have been abolished by me, but in fact, I didn't get rid of the soul that rushed at me at all, and the soul that I destroyed was one of the conjoined babies.

Some people may not understand this, but to put it simply, there is not just one, but two souls in this place.

I just ignored this at first.

Two bodies are equal to two souls and two bodies.

In ancient times, most people regarded the fetus with a special appearance when they were born as demons, especially conjoined babies, and even some warlocks thought so, but the reason for this was very simple.

A person's body can only have three souls and seven spirits at most, unless they are possessed by injustice, it is impossible to have even one soul and one soul.

But the souls in the body of a conjoined baby are not only the number of ordinary people, and in one body, there are completely six souls and fourteen souls.

If the conjoined baby dies on the way to raise it and turns into a demon, then the fighting power of this evil ghost is not comparable to that of ordinary evil ghosts.

There is a record of this kind of injustice in the book "The Legend of Clouds".

"The two souls are one, adults are safe, and evil is a disaster."

"Resentment is full of evil hearts, and ignorance is the evil that ordinary people fear."

"Iniquity eats people's hearts and livers, devours people's seven souls, and those who seek their lives with two souls cannot be saved."

When you see friends here, you'll understand.

The charm can deal with only one soul, and if you want to kill two souls, you have to have two charms, but unfortunately I only used one.

In other words, I ignored this matter before, and the soul I killed was only one of the souls of the Siamese Baby, and the other soul rushed into my body, not to mention anything else, just by looking at the speed of the rush, you can see how good this injustice is. Before I could react, it directly affected my nerves, and the hallucinations came at me directly.

Thanks to me, I remembered the old man's words in time, and suddenly I realized, this is an illusion!

If I had understood it any longer, I would have died at the hands of this wrongdoer.

If you are unjustly killed in an illusion, the living person will think that you are dead, because the living person does not know that this is an illusion.

As I said before, the spirit can affect reality, and it can even affect your nerves, even if it is just an illusion, but in your consciousness, in your spirit, these are real, and then the reaction of your nerves can still kill the living.

People who are killed by hallucinations generally have three ways to die.

First, myocardial infarction.

Second, suffocation.

The third, and the most difficult to see, is that the degree to which the spirit affects reality is too great, and if a living person suffers any harm in the hallucination, then what scars will appear on his body in reality, although it sounds absurd, it is a fact.

"It's a good thing that your grandson didn't directly control my body and get me, otherwise I would have to be played to death by you." I scolded and took out the cigarette and lit it, looked left and right, and saw that the corridor was still very quiet, and I was relieved.

Looks like no one notices anything wrong here, so I'm going to have to hurry.

"Didn't the little Buddha say that the top floor is the place where Cheng He is, something is wrong" I leaned in front of the iron door, gently pushed the heavy iron door with my hand, and found that the door seemed to be locked, closed very tightly, and pushing this door was like pushing the wall without moving.

I frowned, turned around and walked to the entrance of the stairs, looked down, and wondered if I should go downstairs to the exit.

There was also a gate, but it was not an iron gate, it was a locked wooden door.

"Forget it, I'll have to go down and have a look."

As I spoke, I raised my feet and was about to go downstairs, but I heard a door click behind me, followed by the voice of a man.

"You're here."

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It's so hot, and it's a feeling of dying