Chapter 70: Blood Alive

"Isn't it going to happen again?"

Luo Xinlong's face was entangled, and it seemed that he could encounter some bad luck everywhere recently.

"Luo Xinlong, you leave here first, and evacuate the people of the entire crematorium by the way!" Ye Hongjin hurriedly pushed Luo Xinlong, he just heard a weak voice in his ear warning him to get out of here, that voice actually made Ye Hongjin listen to him.

Then, Ye Hongjin seemed to murmur: "I can help you!" ”

Saying that, ignoring Luo Xinlong's blank face, Ye Hongjin actually had an extra brush in his hand when he stretched out his hand, but the blood-colored front end knew at a glance that this was not dipped in ink.

Ye Hongjin bit his left hand, and dipped his blood in his right hand to draw next to the door of the boiler room.

Luo Xinlong stretched out his head to see, Ye Hongjin's speed was very slow, as slow as embroidery, and he could even see that his right hand was trembling, and his left hand was placed on the top of the brush, the hole on the bitten finger was not big, but the blood seemed to be unstoppable, and the blood flowed to the tip of the brush but not a drop drop, as if it was all absorbed by the brush.

Luo Xinlong didn't dare to interrupt Ye Hongjin's movements, even if it looked like Ye Hongjin was going to bleed. He could see that Ye Hongjin was very struggling, very struggling. Whether it's trembling hands, or drops of sweat on your forehead. He could only stand behind Ye Hongjin in case something disturbed Ye Hongjin. He seemed to know a little that if Ye Hongjin was interrupted, it was likely that something would happen to him.

"I'm not too familiar with the skills of the Demon Slayer, but I'll give it a try, and I need you to cooperate with me."

Luo Xinlong felt that Ye Hongjin was speechless, but he instinctively took a few steps back.

Blood, a lot of blood, streams of blood flowed through the cracks in the iron door of the boiler room, like ...... As if alive, they gathered on the ground. Luo Xinlong suddenly felt that the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to be suddenly more than ten degrees lower. It's like we've entered a cold winter.

But the blood was really alive, and the part of the blood that had already congealed on the ground actually stretched out a blood whip and slammed it towards Ye Hongjin.

Luo Xinlong didn't react at all, and Ye Hongjin was obviously drawing the rune with all his might, so he didn't care about this scene at all, Luo Xinlong could only watch the blood-red whip pull down.

Everything only happened in an instant, and the arm-thick blood whip also came down at this moment, and there was no sound at all, just like a column of water hitting down, and the blood splashed Ye Hongjin's body, and then merged into Ye Hongjin's arm.

Luo Xinlong took a few steps back in disbelief, since he met Ye Hongjin, he had never encountered anything good, and now looking at the pool of blood, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't even know whether to remind Ye Hongjin.

There was a lot of blood on the ground, and the door was still dripping with blood, and then it was coming together. Luo Xinlong picked up his mobile phone and wanted to call someone, but there was no signal.

Luo Xinlong was in a hurry and smashed the phone hard.

"Huh." Blood splashed everywhere, and then the blood that splashed out seemed to be conscious, slowly rolling back, a large amount of blood condensed into an arm, and then grabbed Ye Hongjin's arm, as if it was absorbed by the pen instead of Ye Hongjin.

This behavior made Luo Xinlong lose his judgment all of a sudden, and he felt that this blood seemed to be helping Ye Hongjin, but it was a little different.

"Hmm...... No matter, this guy is not a normal person, I might as well worry about him as well as worry about myself. ”

Saying that, Luo Xinlong walked out of the backyard, and he planned to evacuate the entire crematorium first according to what Ye Hongjin said, but as soon as he walked into the hall, the scene he saw made his whole body stiff, and his scalp was numb.

In the hall, several staff members sat motionless on their chairs, others wandered back and forth, and even one guy had a cigarette butt burning to his fingers, still maintaining the smoking motion, while there was a person shrunk in the corner, trembling all over, and muttering incessantly.

"Ghost ...... There are ghosts ......."

"Ghost ...... There are ghosts ......."

Every three sentences is a reincarnation, it seems that he is demented, and all the people around him seem to have no consciousness of their own.

Luo Xinlong shuddered, this cold shiver made him not move for a long time, and when he came over, he waved his hand in front of one of them, and the other party did not react at all.

"I'm sorry!"

Luo Xinlong said a word to this guy, and then punched it, he wanted to try whether the pain could make the other party sober, but this punch seemed to be heavy, and the person was knocked to the ground by him and rolled on the ground a few times before stabilizing, and then got up, and there was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, shook his body, and began to walk back and forth as just now.

Blood dripped on the ground, slowly, slowly rolling backwards.

"Holy...... What the hell. ”

Luo Xinlong rubbed his fists, the matter in front of him was no longer within the scope of what he could solve, he ran to the square of the crematorium, and saw dozens of expressionless people, repeating their last act.

"God stick, if you don't do it, I'm going crazy!" Luo Xinlong raised his head, looked at the somewhat gray sky, and felt powerless: "No, when this matter is over, I must learn something, this feeling of powerlessness is too helpless." ”

Bypassing these people, Luo Xinlong walked to the door of the crematorium, but a faint layer of smoke blocked the place, he slowly moved over, reached out and touched it. It's cold, it's cool, it's like a mirror, no! Like a transparent piece of ice blocking everything.

Luo Xinlong punched it, and the ice-like thing seemed to be fine, but Luo Xinlong's hand was broken, and the blood was stained on it, and then it slowly imprinted under Luo Xinlong's gaze, and then disappeared.

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"Minister Sun, just now there was a report from the masses, saying that there was a special situation in the crematorium."

"Special circumstances? Crematorium? Sun Qian didn't react. What do you mean? ”

"It looks like someone called and said that the gate can't get in! No, a lot of people called and said they couldn't get in! The person who came to report was very depressed.

"What's the matter with us, we don't care if he can't enter the door, there are too many people to squeeze in!" Sun Qian waved his hand and motioned for him to go out.

"No, Minister, it seems that Captain Luo is over there. Moreover, they reported that they couldn't get in if they climbed over the wall! ”

"Flip. Can't get in over the wall? "Sun Gan is so dizzy! Could it be that Luo Xinlong is beating people there again? Then there won't be so many onlookers! Can't get in over the wall? It wouldn't be good if something really happened! "That'...... Then you let the three teams go over and see. Not...... Forget it, I'll go myself! ”