Early in the morning, in a villa in the suburbs, Qu Zhongzhi nervously held a talisman and looked at a black wine jar in front of him with wide eyes. A piece of yellow paper was pasted on top of the wine jar, and the yellow paper was painted with inexplicable symbols. The symbols gradually disappeared, and the yellow paper spontaneously combusted without wind, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of ashes, revealing the dark mouth of the altar.

A gust of wind dispersed, blowing people's hearts cold, and the wine jar suddenly trembled, as if it contained a cat that loved to jump. Qu Zhong swallowed and spitted at the mouth, and shouted fiercely: "Psychic, manifest!" ”

The wine jar suddenly calmed down, and a vague figure floated into the air. The figure appears to be a beggar with a sore face, his upper body coming out of the jar, and his lower body still stuck inside, struggling hard. The figure gradually became clear, and his face was like black mud, which was particularly eerie and terrifying. Qu Zhongzhi forcibly endured his fear, shook his hand and shouted: "Psychic, Hellfire!" ”

When the figure in the altar heard the word Hellfire, his body trembled obviously, but then he became angry, stretched out his hands and pinched Qu Zhongzhi's neck. Qu Zhongzhi was shocked and retreated, but unexpectedly sat down on the ground, he cried and shook the charm in his hand vigorously and shouted: "Psychic, Hellfire!" Hellfire! Hellfire! ”

"Boom!"

The spell exploded violently, turning into a blue flame, and the flame was like a spiritual one, wrapped around Qu Zhongzhi's hand, like a snake. Qu Zhong bent his fingers a few times tentatively, his hands were cold and comfortable, and the blue flames didn't hurt him at all, as if they had no power. But the figure stuck in the wine jar immediately panicked when he saw this flame, and the whole person took the jar and ran away from it, just wanting to get as far away from Qu Zhongzhi as possible.

Qu Zhong raised the flame in his hand and chased after him. Blocking the figure in the jar in a corner, he stretched out his hand from time to time to scare the figure with the flames. He was still bluffing: "Hey! Hey! ”

The figure in the jar shuddered at the blue flames, and shrunk into a trembling ball. The black mud on his face fell to the ground one by one, like a puddle of thin. Qu Zhongzhi slowly withdrew his fingers a little, and said boldly: "People are humane, ghosts have ghosts, yin and yang do not interfere with each other, this is ......, this is ......"

Scratching his head, Qu Zhong realized that he had forgotten the latter words, he waved his hand and said, "Ah." That's it, you get the idea, right? ”

The figure in the altar looked at Qu Zhongzhi curiously with a pair of small black eyes, nodded slightly, and Qu Zhongzhi said with some joy: "I now order you to go back to the altar, eliminate your resentment, and send you to the underworld to be reincarnated when the ghost door is closed!" ”

The figure seemed to be unwilling, but the dark fire in Qu Zhongzhi's hand was uncertain, so he didn't dare to resist. Reluctantly, he shrank back and slowly burrowed into the jar. Qu Zhongzhi was very happy, seeing that a powerful ghost was about to be subdued by him, but when the figure was about to shrink into the jar. The-like black mud that had fallen on the ground before suddenly splashed up and smeared towards Qu Zhongzhi's face. Qu Zhongzhi was taken aback, took two steps back, and waved his hands vigorously to block the black mud. The black mud splashed a little on his face, and he suddenly felt a hot pain.

Qu Zhongzhi shouted twice. Stand still and take a look at your hands. Immediately dumbfounded. His hands were covered with black mud, and the fire had long since disappeared, and I don't know whether it was extinguished by him or by the mud. Without this fire, wouldn't the evil spirits in the jar come out to make trouble? As soon as Qu Zhongzhi thought of this, he felt a gust of black wind blowing in front of him, and the figure in the altar screamed twice, turning into a cloud of black light, breaking free from the shackles of the altar and rushing straight to the door in front of him.

The jar was carried into the air by the black light, then fell to the ground, shattering with a thud. The black light was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced in front of Qu Zhongzhi, he felt that his whole body was stiff, and a huge sense of fear rose from the bottom of his heart, making him unable to react. This is the resentful spirit of the powerful ghosts, and ordinary people and others can't resist it at all.

Seeing that Qu Zhongzhi was about to be possessed by the powerful ghosts in the altar, it would be another big trouble at that time. said that it was too late, and then it was fast, only to hear the sound of "swish", a blue light fell from the sky, and the black light turned by the powerful ghost was thundered in half! Qingguang fell to the ground to reveal its true body, but it turned out to be a sharp long knife, the tip of the knife pierced into the ground halfway, and the handle of the knife was still trembling, which showed the great strength.

"Senior brother, don't panic, senior brother is here!"

A figure jumped in the distance, young and dignified, isn't it the future great psychic who takes saving the world as his own responsibility?

Cheng Bugui was agile, and ran to him in a blink of an eye, and the black light that was split in half by his knife was trying to glue together, making a whining sound. He snorted coldly, took out a talisman from behind him, gestured twice, and shouted: "Psychic, extinction!" ”

The spell vanished with a thud, and then a black line appeared out of nothingness, and it was unknown where it came from. The black line gently wrapped around the black light, and the black light immediately froze, and after a while, it turned into flying ash in the sky, and was completely dissipated between heaven and earth as soon as it was blown by the wind.

After dealing with the ghosts, Cheng Wugui patted the frightened Qu Zhongzhi and said: "Senior brother, don't be discouraged, you have already communicated spiritual power in just one day, and you can even master a few low-level psychic techniques, this is definitely a genius, much stronger than me at the beginning!" When I was learning spiritism with Master, it took me three years to communicate spiritual power, and it took three and a half years to reach where you are today. Master said that you are a natural source of yin and evil, there are endless resentments lurking in your body, and practicing spiritual arts can get twice the result with half the effort, and at first even his old man looked away. ”

Qu Zhong was listless, and he was not very interested in the praise of no return, and he ignored it and said: "What about getting twice the result with half the effort?" I can't even clean up a small evil spirit, and if you hadn't saved it in time, maybe I would have been killed by it. As I am now, when will I get rid of the skinners and avenge my wife and children? When will I become a great psychic? ”

"You can't say that," Cheng Bugui said earnestly, "Senior brother, the evil spirit in this ghost altar is not an ordinary revenant, it is the result of a trace of bloody aura leaking out when the master accidentally opened the gate of the bloody hell back then, and it was contaminated with the transformation of the living corpse. It has killed thirty-two people, and its anger is terrifying. In its heyday, don't say it's you, and even I'm no match for it. You've been in a stalemate with it for so long with a Hellfire, it's already powerful! Besides, you've only been cultivating for a long time, with the Master here, why can't you be brave and diligent? Sooner or later, you will definitely be able to achieve the realm of a great psychic, I believe in you! ”

Qu Zhongzhi sighed and said, "I hope so." ”

Cheng Bu Zhi saw that Qu Zhongzhi was always not in high spirits, and was about to open his mouth to persuade again, when he suddenly heard an ethereal voice coming: "No return, Zhongzhi, come to see me on the second floor." ”

Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhongzhi glanced at each other, and said in unison, "Master? Walk! ”

The two hurriedly ran to the second floor, only to see Liu Yusheng sitting on the sand, his face was pale, and his eyes trembled uncontrollably, and he seemed to be quite angry. Cheng Bugui asked in surprise, "Master, what's wrong?" ”

Liu Yusheng pointed to the TV and said, "Look. ”

Cheng Bugui and Qu Zhong went straight to the prestige, only to see a heavy news playing on TV.

A perverted murderer appeared in an office building in the center of the city, killing two people in a row and brutally dismembering their bodies. The victims, all middle-aged males, were killed in the office, their limbs gone, and only their hands, feet, and headless shells remained at the scene. Another person was killed in the hallway, his genitals were cut into small pieces, and his stomach was disemboweled, and all his internal organs were removed.

According to the preliminary identification, one of the deceased was named Huang Hongyong, a private detective, and the other victim, named Ji Ze, was a security guard in an office building. According to the surveillance in the office building, the murderer is most likely an eldest woman. The police are currently under intense investigation and have not yet made any statement on the matter.

Cheng Bugui's brows furrowed, and he muttered, "Master, this ......?" ”

"It's a skinner," Liu Yusheng said coldly, "it's demonstrating to the old man." ”

As soon as Qu Zhongzhi heard the name of the skinning ghost, he was immediately excited, his face turned red, and his teeth creaked. Cheng Bugui glanced at him worriedly, and asked suspiciously, "Master, how do you know it's it?" It's not like it. (To be continued!)

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