glanced at Wen Lanruo and Crispy Meat, although everyone was in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, so close, the two of them did not hear the voice of the senior sister.

At the moment, the suite was completely chaotic, as if it had been made a big fuss.

On the opposite side of the big bed, there is a large table, which looks strange enough, and the TV cabinet of ordinary people is not the same, the shape is quite chic, and the material seems to be sandalwood.

The whole looks like a sacrificial table like a spiritual altar.

Since it is a sacrificial table, it is naturally impossible to put any TV, computers and the like, not to mention, Mrs. Zhou Qing is a living corpse living in this room, and it is a question whether she can understand TV.

The wall behind the altar table was also slightly empty, with no frescoes hanging on the white wall, and no statues of the gods for worship, but the only thing that attracted people's attention was the delicate glittering mirror with a gold and bronze border!

Is this self-inflicted death?

Even if you don't know a little about the channel method, only a little bit of feng shui, and people with metaphysical common sense understand that the most taboo thing like a mirror is to hang it on the bed!

Whether it's at the end of the bed or at the head of the bed, you can't do it!

At present, this bright mirror is not only placed right in front of the big bed in the suite, but also the position is extremely regular, almost impartial, right in the center of the bed!

Not a single point, not a single point, it feels even more accurate than a ruler.

However, think about it, anyway, the people in this room are not a living person, and it is indeed not so unusual to toss such a room layout, even if Feng Shui fails.

Demons and monsters, each has its own way, and most of them are contrary to us......

In addition to this gold-rimmed mirror, in front of the sacrificial table, a wooden frame fixed to the ground is also very eye-catching.

On the wooden frame, we could see clearly, and there was a person tied up tightly, a ...... we had only met for a short time Paper piercing people!

My sister, pulled her mouth, isn't this paper man in the abandoned building, the three-eyed 'Erlang God' paper figure that Xia Qingyang made and colored with his own hands?

At that time, it also begged us for help, and speaking of which, this paper figure is also blessed, and the other paper figures have been eaten several times, and it is still safe.

This Xia Qingyang was also drunk, and he made such a paper tie person, facing the mirror head-on, and then tied it up so tightly, which was really eye-opening.

I suddenly remembered Wen Lanruo's suspicions that I had discovered with my senior sister before, and immediately glanced at it quietly.

Really!

Although this woman has the same gloomy face as us, the calmness and indifference in her eyes have not filled my eyes! That feeling, as if it was not the first time she had experienced such a scene, and she was not surprised and accustomed to the scene in the suite?

I felt it carefully, and in addition, she seemed to have some disgust and hatred?

In any case, now I am almost certain that if Wen Lanruo is related to the person involved in these things of the Zhao family, that person is likely to be Lin Yixian, a Taoist priest of Youfang!

The more I think about this thought, the more I feel like this, Lin Yixian's godly chattering spell, and Wen Lanruo's every move tonight, if you think about it carefully, it seems to be really related!

Temporarily suppressing Wen Lanruo's matter, I turned my head back to look back inside the house.

I saw that near the wooden frame that tied the paper man, there were three people gathered around, but no one was standing in the direction of the paper man's face.

The one on the left is actually a guy wearing a Taoist robe, and he doesn't look very old on the outside, at most he looks like he's in his thirties.

These three people, all of them have the same expression at the moment - staring at the paper piercing people!

That momentum, that face, is like wishing to see a few flowers on a paper face. The paper man is still as spiritual as when he was in the abandoned building, and his face is full of panic, even more terrifying.

My face was strange, and the more I looked at this scene, the more I looked like a few big living people, threatening and intimidating a paper tie-up man.

But that's not all.

The piercing screams I heard in Zhao's courtyard earlier were made by these three-eyed paper piercing people.

Nima, it's just a piece of paper that pierces people with spirituality, and can still make an amazing scream like killing a pig, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really unimaginable.

And the reason for its screaming......

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, we all gasped, all a little surprised.

After the paper piercing man was tied tightly, the tip of his nose was actually cut off alive, and I don't know who set a black candle burning with ghostly green fire on a candlestick, and it kept baking and burning from under the nose of the paper piercing man......

"Where's the burnt oil?" Crispy Meat's mouth opened into an O-shape, and he looked at me in horror.

My brow furrowed into a kawa shape and I didn't speak.

I've heard of the tricks of quenching corpse oil, but those are basically based on ordinary corpses, or some pregnant women with strange systems, who will have their jaws cut off and burn their wounds with white candles, so that they will leach out drops of sticky corpse oil.

In fact, there are several kinds of corpse oil, and the most widely used one is ordinary corpse oil, which is naturally secreted by corpses. And this kind of corpse oil taken out from the wound of the burning corpse is already quite rare, and it is the essence of the corpse oil, and the effect is greater.

Using a paper person to roast the essence of corpse oil is unprecedented, unbelievable......

Who would believe such a ridiculous thing?

Not to mention the burning of oil, it is not bad if it is not directly scalded and dissolved into ashes!

However, things are developing in an incredible direction, this paper man, under the baking of the black candle demon flame, is really not burned.

Even under its ruined nose, it began to drip green mucus drop by drop......

Every drop drops, the thirty-year-old Dao Shang, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, followed by, without missing a drop, repeating the cycle.

After a short time, a slight layer of paper corpse oil had gathered in the porcelain bowl, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Hiss!"

On the side, Mrs. Zhou Qing, who was sitting on the big bed, had a very sharp nose, probably smelling the 'fragrance of corpse oil', just like a jackal seeing a little lamb, and her old eyes suddenly lit up.

Xia Qingyang, who was beside him, was even more exaggerated, and directly swallowed his saliva, with a covetous and envious expression.

The paper people were made by him, but in the end, the 'food' did not have his share, and this thing may have been prepared for Zhou Lao's birthday star from the beginning.

"Hey..."

Seeing the performance of the two living corpses, Zhao Chunfang let out a long sigh.

On the complicated face, there is unbearable, helpless, and a touch of sad desolation......

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