"Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's going to be a dream in the end!"

The burning paper money was sprinkled outward, and the old lady's dry voice continued to sound.

"Uncle, are you stupid?"

Looking at Mr. Mover, who hadn't moved yet and didn't know what to do in place, Liu Ling Tong shouted at the top of his voice.

"Ahh

Mr. Mover woke up suddenly, screamed in panic, and staggered back with the ghost-headed knife in front of him.

"Huh?"

My eyes widened, it was the first time I had seen Mr. Mover let out such a panicked scream, he had not been in the pool of grievances before, even if he had been cornered.

"Situ, why is Lao Liu afraid of being like that?" I couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know yet!" Situ Qing shook his head.

As soon as the words fell, two burning paper coins passed through the defense of the ghost head knife and hit Mr. Mover in the legs.

"Ahh

Mr. Mover was like an ordinary person who had seen a ghost, and after screaming, he stumbled under his leg and fell to the ground.

The two burning paper money, like dog skin plasters, were directly attached to Mr. Mover's legs and drilled into his body.

"Soul to soul, earth to earth, whether it is a person or a ghost, it will eventually be a dream!"

The old lady's dry voice sounded again at this moment, and she repeated the previous sentence that looked like a ballad and a Buddha, and once again sprinkled two burning paper money.

During the whole process, the old lady's head was not raised.

"!"

Looking at Mr. Mover who was rolling on the ground, like an ordinary person, Liu Ling scolded the boy, and quickly moved forward from the top of the cave with his hands and feet.

When she reached the top of Mr. Mover, the old lady threw out two pieces of paper again, which floated directly above Mr. Mover's chest.

"Let's go, uncle!"

Liu Ling Tongzi didn't say a word, he fell directly, and when his hand was in the air, he ran for the two pieces of paper money.

The moment it fell, he grabbed the paper money that was about to burn out, and at the same time flipped backwards and landed behind Mr. Mover.

"Let's go!"

Looking at Mr. Mover, who had not yet recovered, Liu Ling Tongzi pulled forward with his left hand, just grabbed Mr. Mover's back collar, and then violently dragged him back.

In the process of dragging, Liu Lingtong's right hand was behind his back, rubbing it constantly, as if there was a potato in his palm that had just been pulled out of the fire.

"Hey!"

The old lady sighed at this time, and did not continue to sprinkle outward, let alone pursue, but returned to her previous state, and threw the paper money into the clay pot unhurriedly.

"Uncle, wake up, wake up!"

Liu Ling Tong shouted loudly as he dragged Mr. Rudder back.

For a while, the entire corridor reverberated with the shouts of Liu Ling Boy.

I looked thoughtfully at Mr. Mover, his performance just now was really substandard, was he too weak, or was the old lady too strong?

With the ghost head knife in his hand, coupled with the evil qi and resentment that he had devoured in the hall before, Mr. Shifter's state at the moment has at least recovered seventy or eighty percent.

This can be seen from his face, which looks like he is in his thirties.

Therefore, Mr. Mover is not weak.

Is that the old lady too strong?

I don't know if it's strong or not, but one thing is for sure, she is very restrained from moving the helm, otherwise, the helmsman would not be like this.

"Third brother, look at Lao Liu's legs!"

Chu Siyu whispered in my ear at this time, and stretched out his finger.

The light in the corridor will be very chaotic, Liu Ling Tong put the headlamp on his head, and in the process of dragging Mr. Mover, in order to guard against the old lady, he looked up from time to time to observe, and every time he observed, the beam would shake, up and down.

In this way, coupled with the already dim light in the corridor, it looks particularly chaotic, somewhat like a disco nightclub.

Even so, if you look closely, you can still see some things clearly, such as the left leg of Mr. Mover that Chu Siyu was referring to.

The old lady had spilled four pieces of paper money before, and of these four paper money, two of which were pinched and extinguished by Liu Lingtong's hand, and two of them landed on Mr. Mover's left leg and finally got in.

I could see very clearly that the two pieces of paper money did not disappear after being burned naturally, but when they were still burning, they got into Mr. Mover's left leg.

After penetrating, on the surface, I didn't think about this left leg, but now when I look closely, I can see that wisps of black mist are pouring out from Mr. Mover's left leg, as if a person's major artery has been stabbed, and blood is rushing outward.

Only this time, instead of blood, black mist shot out.

After these black mist shot out, they quickly scattered and disappeared.

A few seconds later, Liu Ling Boy dragged Mr. Mover back.

After such a delay, Mr. Mover's left leg had returned to normal, and no more black mist came out.

"Damn, uncle, you're dead!"

Letting go of Mr. Mover, Liu Ling Boy raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead, leaned against the wall and took two breaths, raised his foot and kicked Mr. Mover, who was still paralyzed on the ground and didn't get up, and said angrily; "Hey! Ay! Uncle, get up, I've dragged you back, why are you pretending to be dead? ”

"Ahh

Mr. Mover exclaimed again in surprise, and then got up from the ground in shock.

"No, uncle, that's a withered old lady, what are you afraid of her?" Liu Ling asked without hesitation.

Mr. Mover licked his dry lips and did not answer, looking at the old lady with fear in his eyes.

"Lao Liu, what's the situation?"

I thought about it, followed Liu Lingtong's words, and also asked.

Mr. Mover didn't answer, just gasped for breath.

"What's the matter, this is scared of someone?"

Liu Ling Tongzi was angry, got up and pulled in Mr. Mover's arms, pulled out the ghost head knife, and said coldly: "You are afraid of me, I am not afraid, I will meet her!" ”

After speaking, he walked forward with the ghost head knife.

After taking two steps, Liu Ling Tongzi stopped again, turned back to me and Situ Qing and smiled, and said, "Situ, brother-in-law, if I can't do it in a while, you can save me!" ”

"Go ahead!"

Situ Qing waved his hand lightly, the meaning is very clear, he will save it!

"Alright!"

Liu Lingtong's mouth was crooked, carrying the ghost head knife, and he walked towards the old lady step by step.

I squinted at his unorthodox steps, and just now, he had saved Mr. Mover again.

Don't look at Liu Lingtongzi's tone, there are many inconsistencies with Mr. Mover, but if it weren't for him, Mr. Mover might not be able to come back just now.

This is not the first time that Liu Ling has rescued Mr. Helm!

I really want to know now, what drove Liu Ling Boy to save Mr. Rudder again and again!