Huang Rong raised his eyebrows and glared, it seemed that I was not carrying Miss Wan, but a lit explosive bag. &1t;/p>

I was about to listen to his words and put Miss Wan down, but Miss Wan's arms suddenly wrapped around my neck, and the force was so great that it almost broke my neck. &1t;/p>

I thought she hadn't forgotten to kill me, and now that she had the opportunity to do something to me, I grabbed her arm and broke it hard, but her strength was not as strong as mine, and I threw her arms open and threw her to the ground. &1t;/p>

There was a bang on the ground, and the ground trembled, and I immediately looked down after shaking her off, and she was lying face down, and behind her, there was a mud bodhisattva on her back. &1t;/p>

The size is about the same as the backpack used for mountaineering, the paint on the surface of the clay sculpture is almost peeled off, the strange thing is that the clay sculpture has no hands and feet, there are no five views on the face, there is no fracture on it, it should be deliberately carved like this when carving. &1t;/p>

"What is this?" I probably glanced at this clay sculpture, and I didn't think it was anything special, or very valuable, worthy of Miss Wan to carry it all the time, just now I felt heavy, it should be the weight of this thing. &1t;/p>

"I don't know, but it's full of evil spirits, which makes my hair stand on end." Looking at Huang Rong's expression, he was indeed like a fried cat, his eyes were fixed on the clay sculpture on the ground, his shoulders were tense, and he did not relax at all because I threw it off. &1t;/p>

Miss Wan moved, propped up her arms, landed on the ground with her palms and knees, and climbed two steps towards me with her head down, and Huang Rong reached out and pulled me aside. &1t;/p>

Miss Wan's head hung down, dragged to the ground, and from the angle of standing, you could only see the back of her head and the top of her head, and her expression could not be seen. &1t;/p>

"I'm so tired... Carry me on your back ......" Miss Wan's voice sounded again, just like when she was in the temple, her voice was very low, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone. &1t;/p>

She climbed a few more steps towards me, and Huang Rong simply pushed me and said, "Go back to the top!" ”&1t;/p>

After he finished speaking, he chanted a mantra and threw out a string of copper coins from his sleeve, which flew under the air ladder and formed a money ladder. &1t;/p>

The bodies of the dead children were still under the air ladder, and I looked at Mi Jiale and the driver's uncle on the chassis of the car, thinking about whether to carry them up. &1t;/p>

Huang Rong seemed to see my thoughts, and immediately said, "You go yours." ”&1t;/p>

I actually don't think the clay sculpture is terrible, at least I don't have the feeling of Huang Rong's cold hair standing upside down, the so-called ignorant are fearless, I want to go back to the small temple to find Gu Yu. &1t;/p>

"Its target is you, it will follow you when you go back to the temple, don't think about it, hurry up." Huang Rong's voice overlapped for a moment, and the two voices, a man and a woman, overlapped together. &1t;/p>

"You are?" Although I doubted whether Huang Rong's current state was normal, I still moved towards the air ladder under my feet, so as to prevent Miss Wan from chasing me and climbing behind me again. &1t;/p>

"It's not that I don't know, so I don't know." This time, Huang Rong's female voice was clearer, and I could tell that the voice was a monster bride, and I saw that they had really become a 'male and female combination'. &1t;/p>

I stepped on the copper coin ladder to climb the air platform, this thing is not good at changing skills, and I have to fall down if I climb two steps. &1t;/p>

When I climbed back to the air platform, Miss Wan had chased the clay statue to the copper coin ladder, Huang Rong reached out and made a 'receive' gesture, and all the copper coins flew back into his sleeve. &1t;/p>

If you want to talk about Huang Rong's ability, I am afraid that what I saw when I was in Lanka was only the tip of the iceberg, and Gu Yu and the monster bride fought hard, he may not be an opponent, but compared to the diversity of technical types, I am afraid he is still superior. &1t;/p>

Miss Wan was crawling around the pile of dead children under the ladder, her behavior had long been out of the norm, and I couldn't help but wonder if she was controlled by the clay sculptures, right? &1t;/p>

However, if the clay sculpture is a boss hidden in the shadows, it can affect people's emotions, and it is true that in order to completely control a person, it must be the soul magic used by the mother mandrill. &1t;/p>

Could it be that the two of them usually learn from each other, help each other and reciprocate, and often share technical resources? &1t;/p>

I sat on the air ladder and pondered, and Miss Wan on the ground jumped several times, as if she wanted to jump up. &1t;/p>

Huang Rong's eyes were always staring at it, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he gestured a few times to the unconscious driver uncle and Mi Jiale, and the two of them gradually woke up, looked left and right blankly, and almost pasted the words "who am I" and "where am I" on their faces. &1t;/p>

Huang Rong took out two small pills and let them hold them under his tongue, Mi Jiale saw Miss Wan with the clay sculpture on her back, and looked at me who returned to the air ladder, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Huang Rong, Huang Rong shook his head at him gently, meaning not to make a sound. &1t;/p>

Huang Rong dipped his fingers in monkey blood and wrote a few words on the chassis of the car, due to the distance, I couldn't see what he wrote, but Mi Jiale nodded after reading it, and made an OK gesture to Huang Rong. &1t;/p>

After their silent exchange, Huang Rong turned his back to Miss Wan and walked back to the small temple step by step, I think Miss Wan's warning or the clay sculpture is not for nothing, so I want to remind him not to disturb Gu Yu and Nie Zhe, at least not to do it until he finds out why the two of them are playing chess. &1t;/p>

I tried to gesture towards him, as if I was playing a game about life and death, I don't know if Huang Rong understood what I meant, but I saw him nod at me. &1t;/p>

As soon as Huang Rong left, Mi Jiale looked at me, I noticed his gaze, and glanced at him, he covered his eyes with his hands, turned his head again, and finally pointed at me. &1t;/p>

It took me a moment to realize that he was telling me to 'close my eyes' or 'turn my head', and I trusted him and closed my eyes. &1t;/p>

Soon there was a loud sound in the direction of the bus, the sound circled, I was amused, it turned out that he wanted to be convenient, and he couldn't get off, so he had to solve it on the spot, afraid that I would stare at him, so I closed my eyes. &1t;/p>

When the sound of water disappeared, I waited a few more seconds before I opened my eyes, but when I opened my eyes, Mi Jiale and the driver's uncle were gone. &1t;/p>

I wasn't too surprised to think that Huang Rong might have taught him some way to be invisible, and then I heard Mi Jiale's voice still coming from the location of the bus: &1t;/p>

"Sang Rou, I can speak out now, Master Huang said that using the spell he taught and adding child urine can make us avoid the eyes of demons and evil spirits!" &1t;/p>

There was a little smugness and excitement in his voice, but I was embarrassed in my heart, and now I can't see them, so I guess I'm one of the demons. &1t;/p>

In fact, strictly speaking, zombies are also dead people, and there are often folk sayings about deceitful corpses and zombies, and this type of corpse should also be regarded as evil. &1t;/p>

I couldn't be happy at all when I figured it out, I always felt like I was being forcibly classified. &1t;/p>

Miss Wan heard movement in the direction of the car, and suddenly propped up her head, as if she was carefully distinguishing the direction of the sound, her long face was blocked, I still couldn't see her expression, I only felt that her movements were mechanical and stiff, not like a normal person at all. &1t;/p>

"I'm so tired... Carry me on your back......" she crawled in the direction of the car with her palms and knees, whispering as she crawled. &1t;/p>

When Miss Wan climbed to the car, he quieted down, until Miss Wan climbed in front of the car and circled around the car twice, but he didn't mean to climb on the chassis of the car, and then he tentatively said: &1t;/p>

"Miss Wan, do you know who I am?" &1t;/p>

"Know... Of course I do...... You-" Miss Wan's voice was originally very low, as if she was whispering, but when the word 'you' came out, her voice was thick and sharp, like a person whose throat was hoarse by smoke, and she also stood up from the ground. &1t;/p>

It's just that she's facing away from the car, which means she's facing the bus with a clay sculpture, and her face is facing outward, just the right angle for me to see her expression. &1t;/p>

She was smiling, squinting, the corners of one side of her mouth turned up, I don't know if it was my delusion, I felt that her smile was deliberately smiling at me. &1t;/p>

Then she jerked around and faced the bus, and I couldn't make out where she was spewing something like a black wind, which immediately swept over the bus. &1t;/p>

With the impact of the black wind, Mi Jiale and Uncle Driver reappeared in my sight, obviously, Huang Rong's spell was broken. &1t;/p>

I didn't hesitate, and immediately used the psychic attack, intending to knock Miss Wan unconscious first, but it was clear that the psychic attack hit her brainwaves, and her brainwaves were indeed quiet to the point of 'sleeping', but her person was still standing in front of the car, and there was no sign of falling down. &1t;/p>

Carrying such a heavy clay sculpture on her back, and in a comatose state, no one can stand, unless her body is not controlled by herself. &1t;/p>

As soon as this thought came to mind, the clay sculpture facing me suddenly grew a face, to be precise, it grew five views, and the eyes in the five views looked at me directly. &1t;/p>

It was clearly Miss Wan's face, but if Miss Wan's face ran to the clay sculpture, then she ...... &1t;/p>

"Miss Wan—Miss Wan's face—" The driver's uncle's exclamation pierced the silent night sky, and among their team, Miss Wan must have the highest status, because the driver's exclamation was still evident in nervousness and concern. &1t;/p>

With the shouts of the driver's uncle, colors quickly appeared on the clay sculpture, as if there were several invisible brushes, painting its surface at the same time, adding bright colors to it. &1t;/p>

Red, Black, Blue, Yellow...... These bright colors became its clothes and ornaments, but its expression seemed to be very dissatisfied, even angry. &1t;/p>

Mi Jiale and Uncle Driver can't see the changes in the clay sculpture, Uncle Driver can't move, and Mi Jiale can move, but he can't do anything to Miss Wan, I can see that he wanted to go to Miss Lawan just now, but he paused and withdrew his hand. &1t;/p>

If he thought that Miss Wan was injured and needed treatment, then he would indeed go and hold Miss Wan and use his ability to help her, but Mi Jiale didn't do that. &1t;/p>

The driver's uncle shouted at this time, asking Mi Jiale to help Miss Wan with treatment, a person suddenly loses his five views, if there is no better explanation, most normal people will subconsciously classify it as injured or sick. &1t;/p>

And Mi Jiale didn't move, I heard him say: "Master Huang said, Miss Wan is possessed by evil spirits, and ordinary treatment is useless." ”&1t;/p>

Miss Wan's strange behavior and the black wind just now were enough to prove the changes in her, and the driver uncle seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned his head and shouted Huang Rong's name in the direction of the small temple. &1t;/p>

Huang Rong retreated quietly, probably because he didn't want the clay sculpture to know that he had entered the temple, and now the driver's uncle's shout undoubtedly exposed Huang Rong's location. &1t;/p>

"What to do? Tsk, what the hell is this! "I'm in a hurry, I want to go down and I know I can't help, the clay sculpture seems to be interested in me, if I go down and throw myself into the net, the situation will only get worse. &1t;/p>

"Ah~ it's an evil god." A voice suddenly crashed into my head, I was shocked, since I have a spiritual ability, I am on guard against mental attacks, but this voice is not a mental attack, it is just a brainwave exchange, who could it be? &1t;/p>

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