I can't guess what the purpose of Wang Xuanxuan came over in the middle of the night and poured blood into me to drink, thinking that next time if there is such a good opportunity, I will definitely stab her to death, although such a woman has a face, a chest and an ass, but I can't be soft, stabbed her to death, and I will definitely find Xi'er on her.

Chen Xiaoshou, who was originally pardoned by Wang Xuanxuan and could go to rest, was called over to see the door again, and Chen Xiaoshou kept scolding his mother for Wang Xuanxuan's capriciousness.

He obviously knew the relationship between Wang Xuanxuan and the old man in black, although his mouth was not clean, he didn't dare to disobey the command.

After dawn, I heard the voice of an old man in black outside the stone house, and although he had come to visit it in the past few days, it was the first time that he had come to visit it early in the morning.

I felt more and more weird.

The door of the prison opened, and the old man in black checked my eyes again, the black spots on my legs and feet, nodded, and turned his head and instructed Chen Xiaoshou, who was a little strong next to him, to stop delivering food from today onwards, and let Chen Xiaoshou seal the window to stop me from swallowing the essence of the day.

This is the time to get started.

When he turned his head to speak to Chen Xiaoshou, my heart moved, and I suddenly jumped up and hugged his head, shouting, "You let me go, let me go!" ”

The old man in black reacted quickly, and instantly grabbed my hand with his backhand, almost breaking my arm for me, Chen Xiaoshou pulled me away in order to be courteous, and then made up a few kicks on my body, and said, "He should have been hungry for a long time, otherwise he would have lost his strength." ”

Let him kick on top of me, without saying a word, clutching a few hairs that had been pulled from the head of the old man in black.

The old man in black stared at me for a while and snorted, "The dying struggle, it's all fucking this, I'll free him tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he actually asked Chen Xiaoshou to ask for the key himself, and the two locked the door and left.

I didn't expect the old man in black to take the key away himself, Mao Mao would never dare to possess him, and it was even more difficult to do now.

I even hated myself a little, I had such a good chance last night, why didn't I try to the death, as for Xi'er, as long as I didn't die, I would have a chance to save her.

But at this time, regret is useless, and you have to think of a way to save yourself.

I rolled over, took the knife I had stolen yesterday in my hand, looked at the hair in my hand, and then looked at the coffin.

In the past, when I cursed Qian Mazi, I used hair and yin material, although I don't know what the situation of cursing Qian Mazi is, judging from the position of the fourth uncle, most of it is a miracle.

When I was in Songyueguan, the fourth uncle's face was cold, and he strictly ordered me not to use any more curses, otherwise I would not say anything if I didn't say anything, and I would break my limbs.

The fourth uncle's worry may be right, he is afraid that I will be blinded by hatred and embark on an evil path from now on.

But now, I'm trapped in a skinning house in the mountains, waiting to die.

All constraints are meaningless.

I've got the hair, I've got the knife, and there's a great piece of material in the room.

Although I don't know what kind of wood this coffin is made of, there is no doubt that it must be a yin material, otherwise, Chen Xiaoshou and they would not use this coffin to shield my breath.

I leaned over and used the knife to dig a piece down the side of the coffin.

I'm going to use it to sculpt a little wooden figure.

Since the old man in black took away the key on the iron door, the world has been clean, but no one has come to bother me anymore, and I don't even know if Chen Xiaoshou is guarding the door.

Just enough for me to concentrate on carving this little man with a knife.

The fourth uncle once said that the curse lies in the power of resentment, in the size of the caster's ability, I don't know anything about spellcasting, but I have a grudge, hate Chen Xiaoshou, hate Wang Xuanxuan, hate the old man in black, people like them don't deserve a good death.

When I was carving the figure, I felt my hands trembling, and the wooden figure, I don't know if it was because of my strength, was also warmed up.

I don't know when the old man in black will take me out, so I can only do it with all my might, and after a day, the wooden figure began to take on human form.

Just as night fell, when I was concentrating on carving the details of the little wooden figure, I suddenly found a person lying outside the crack of the iron door, the person did not speak, but I could feel the cold gaze, I was startled, my hand shook, and it was actually cut, and the blood instantly flowed on the body of the woodcarver.

Afraid that the iron door would suddenly open, I hurriedly hid the woodcarved figure in the weeds beneath me.

The man didn't open the door, just spied on it, didn't make a sound, and suddenly left again.

I subconsciously felt that that person was Wang Xuanxuan.

I always felt that Wang Xuanxuan was even weirder than the old man in black, I was suddenly very afraid of this woman, and I would be afraid of a woman like this now.

After she left, I quickly took out the woodcut figure, the blood had already soaked into the woodcut figure, and even if I washed it with water, I guess I couldn't wash it off.

This depression in my heart is simply bursting.

The fourth uncle said that he had told me in detail about the curse, who the caster wanted to curse, and the more things he got from the breath of the caster, the easier it was to succeed in casting, including names, birthdays, hair, nails, and blood, attached to the woodcut villain, these breaths formed another invisible qi, which can affect the fate of the caster.

But what should I do if this thing that was originally used to curse the old man in black was stained with my blood?

If I do it all over again, I guess it's too late.

I don't know when I'll be taken out tomorrow, but it shouldn't be until midnight tomorrow.

Before midnight when the yin qi breeds, the effect of the curse will be much worse.

Grabbing the woodcut figure and looking back and forth, I finally made up my mind that I would rather die with him than let him take me to the formation.

After thinking about this, I estimated that it was almost early in the morning, and with a strong hatred, I wrapped his few hairs around the woodcut figure, and stabbed the top of the woodcut figure's head, chest, abdomen, hands and feet with the sharp knife.

I don't know the name of the old man in black, I only know that his bandit name is called "Evil Ghost King", although this is just a bandit name, as long as someone shouts, he also recognizes, this name has been linked to him in the dark, I curse in my heart that the ferocious "Evil Ghost King" is riddled with evil diseases, and it is best to die violently.

With this intense hatred, I stabbed the knife at the woodcut villain one by one.

I don't know if it's a strong psychological effect or whatever, but every time I stab at the woodcut figure, I feel a shock all over my body, as if there is an invisible force pushing my hand.

After I stabbed more than a dozen times, there was a slight white gas coming out of the woodcarved villain, and my eyes widened even more in a bluff.

When he cursed Qian Mazi before, there was no such imagination at all.

Is it because I am concentrating on the spell this time, or because the woodcarved villain is stained with my blood, the white gas coming out of this is probably my breath attached to the villain, or it is caused by the strong resentment attached to me.

I stabbed at the wooden figure again and again, and the tremor of the thought in my whole body became stronger, and I stabbed a hundred and ten times in a row, and then stopped.

I'm not a wizard, so such a curse may not work, but the hatred in my heart has been released in some way.

In the midst of panic and uneasiness, the long night passed, and the dawn of another day came.

When you are dying, you know that you will die.

Although there was too much panic and anxiety before, but after all, there was still hope for life, and today it was used by the old man to set up the formation, although I don't know how he set up the formation, but when the formation is completed, even if I don't die, with their murderous character, it is impossible to leave my life.

Mao Mao didn't know where he had gone, and he hadn't reappeared since the night of the thunderstorm when he failed to find the stream.

The coffin snake has been bitten to death by me, knowing that it will inevitably be dragged out today, even if there is a chance, I have to grasp it, so I launched a ruthless attack, drank the blood of three snakes in a row, until I felt full in my belly, I did not stop.

Unexpectedly, I spent a whole day worrying, and still no one came to ask me.

Until the night began to fill up again, I felt the sound of ghosts screaming outside, miserable ghosts, from time to time, and these ghosts were obviously not ghosts raised by the old man in black, because to my ears, there were ghosts all over the mountains and fields.

My heart trembled, could it be that today must be the time for the ghost door to be opened?

The old man in black has been waiting for this day, and this day has finally come.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the long-closed iron door was finally opened, and Wang Xuanxuan and Chen Xiaoshou appeared at the same time, Chen Xiaoshou dragged me out of the stone house, while Wang Xuanxuan got into the house and picked up the human skin hanging on the wall.

In the coffin inside the house, there was the food I hadn't eaten for so many days, the snake I had bitten to death, and the wooden man I had cursed.

I was afraid that Wang Xuanxuan would find out the clues in the coffin, but she seemed to be in a hurry, and after copying the four human skins in her hand, she and Chen Xiaoshou escorted me and walked straight to the back cliff.

In the boundless mountains and dark nights, when the darkness was like another world, and the wind was blowing, in such a hot weather, I actually felt a kind of hair trembling, as if the whole mountain forest was howling miserably, and the black and oppressive woods seemed to have become ghosts, changing shapes and swaying.

In addition, from time to time, a white ghost howls through the mountains and forests, and it seems that it is going to a popular place to obtain blood food.

I don't know how long I walked, but in the dark night, under the cliff, I finally saw a three-story practice platform.

The old man in black had been waiting there for a long time.

Beneath the platform, more than a dozen zombies stood in a circle, enclosing the high platform, their arms stretched out and motionless.

At the four corners of the practice platform, there is a red flag standing at each corner, the flag is full of mantras, and the steps of the practice platform are full of black altars one by one, not as many as one or twenty, I heard the old man in black mention the "Hundred Ghost Altar" before, maybe the old man in black really raised a hundred ghosts, it seems that this time, this is already the limit that he can control at the same time.

Even so, being able to control a dozen ghosts at the same time is already a rare skill. No wonder he is called the "Evil Ghost King", I think he is a genius of ghost control, but he has just fallen into the evil way.

When I was dragged by Chen Xiaoshou, I vaguely saw a yellowed photo pasted on each jar, which seemed to be the information of the deceased.

At the top of the altar, there are four pillars standing diagonally, on the pillars are inserted four bright ring knives, and ropes are tied under the pillars, and there are 100 red lanterns floating in the air, and the black runes on the lantern sleeves are practiced together.

If it weren't for an evil magic circle, I would even find it a little weird and beautiful!

At this time, the old man in black stood in front of the altar with a pale face, and behind him, there were two big red coffins side by side!

Two big red coffins? I felt a sudden shock in my heart, why are there two big red coffins?!