Sheng Zuchang, who originally looked kind-hearted, had a hideous face at this moment, and said gloomily: "Those who prevent me from becoming immortals, die, die, die!" ”

Chen Chu took a breath of flame on his face, and said even more gloomily: "Stop me from being the one who is on the task, burn, burn, burn!" "The flame of the flame is not ordinary, it burns the yin and evil and sneaky, he waved his hand casually, exhaled the wind, and the flame rose in the wind, I don't know what ignited in the air, and spread......

Huang Huotu and Kevin Raite had already pulled out the pistol on their waists, and the situation in front of them had already exceeded their imagination. Whether the gun can kill the ghost, whether it will be accidentally released, until the last moment, no one dares to shoot first......

The flames in the room were blazing, and strangely there was no trace of temperature but a cold feeling.

Huang Huotu suddenly found that the flames were spreading in the air at a very fast speed, and he hid to the side, and the flames ran to the side, as if he identified him as a person. Seeing that the situation was critical, Kevin Lai pushed him away, and the flames penetrated into his nose and mouth, and he could even see the fire flickering inside.

Oh Shet, I'm going to be burned to death!

Kevin Ritt was terrified, he lay on the ground and rolled around, his hands smashing his nostrils and mouth, and after a while, he sat on the ground in astonishment: "Strange, I don't seem to feel the heat at all, Yellow, help me see if the flame is still inside?" He opened his mouth, Huang Huotu glanced inside, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched, only to see the flames slowly go deep down the esophagus and bronchial ducts, and he could faintly see the fire, he honestly said.

Don't use Kevin Ray to describe how he feels.

The flames burning in the air also penetrated into the nostrils of the yellow fire earth, burning wildly and sizzling, as if everything had been burned.

He covered his nose and sneezed, only to see that his palm was pitch black, isn't this a mite made by the forensic doctor from the deceased's nasal cavity, why does he have it?

This flame burns not people, but mites!

Huang Huotu looked at Academician Sheng Zuchang who was burning all over his body in shock, could it be ...... Here's who is behind it?

At this moment, the three ghost heads scattered on the wall made different voices and words, the left one kept crying, the middle one was frantically crying for help, and the right side was laughing like crazy, the contrast was great. The flames spread to their heads, and this time they all showed pained expressions and wailed......

Sheng Zuchang stared at Chen Chuchu: "What's your name?" ”

Chen Qiqi pulled out his long sword, stood, and looked at him condescendingly: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, my surname is Chen, and my name is stacked, but people who are dying are not qualified to call my name!" ”

A large area of rotting flesh and plants on Sheng Zuchang's chest fell off layer by layer in the flames, as did the other skins, revealing baby-like white and tender skin, he rubbed his hands on his face a few times, and reluctantly tore off the skin, revealing a young version of Sheng Zuchang's face, who looked to be in his early thirties......

His chest bulged and he blew out a thick breath of black air, which instantly filled the room.

Chen Chu's long sword flickered and stabbed over, and at the same time, the wind was exhaled, and all the black qi was swept out of the room, and at the same time, Sheng Zuchang and the three heads on the wall also disappeared......

……

Run so fast.

Blood slowly dripped from Chen's blade, and the sword stabbed somewhere just now.

In the room, Kevin Rait's native language seemed to have only the word Shet, and he kept shaking it until Chen Chu raised his blood-dripping sword that he suddenly came back to his senses......

The famous religious research expert, Academician Sheng Zuchang, is so weird that Huang Huotu only feels dizzy and dizzy, and he can't tell which ones are true and which ones are fake in this world.

The three of them rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the room, and finally moved a bookshelf away from the wall, and there was a small room inside.

In the small room, they saw many bottles and jars containing plants, animals, insects, and something like an ancient altar, and next to it was a machete that emitted cold air. Chen initially guessed that this thing was to dismember the ghost into parts and hang it on the wall......

There are a lot of things in it, including parchment, rice paper, all kinds of books, old and new, and even letters written with a brush.

The bottles and cans looked a little strange, Kevinrath and Huang Huotu didn't dare to touch them, they found two marijuana bags and stuffed things like garbage, and searched around the other rooms, and then the three of them drove away......

In the evening, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties limping down the road, holding three threads in his hand, and there were three balloons in red, yellow and green on the line, on which were painted with crying faces, smiling faces, and serious faces......

It's also school time.

The students are out of school.

There is an elementary school nearby, as the school bell rings, the children flock out, among them there is a little fat man, about the second grade, passing by the uncle, accidentally saw the balloon in his hand so strange, very interesting, asked: "Uncle, can you give me a balloon?" ”

The uncle ignored him.

The little fat man didn't give up and took out a crumpled bill from his pocket: "It's not that I don't have money, what's wrong with me, it's okay to buy it with you......"

The uncle slowly turned his head and put the balloon in his hand in front of the little fat man: "I like it so much, come and choose one, get closer, and choose carefully!" ”

The little fat man chose it with a smile, and the balloons with three faces printed on them were all interesting, and he felt that he wanted them all.

At this moment, the crying balloon was blown by the wind and stuck to his face, as if it was smeared with all-purpose glue, and the little fat man subconsciously pulled it with his hands, and suddenly tears fell out of pain: "Uncle, what's going on?" Why can't you take the balloon down, help me ......"

The uncle looked indifferently at the little fat man's increasingly frightened expression: "I like balloons so much, then go with balloons!" ”

He put his two fingers together, drew a few times in the little fat man's eyebrows, chanted words in his mouth, and then shouted: "The soul of heaven belongs to me, the soul of the earth belongs to me, if you don't leave now, when will you stay?" The fire of the five hells is as urgent as the law......"

As the words fell, the little fat man trembled, rolled his eyes, and stood in place, the balloon slowly floated away from his face, but there was an extra face of a child on the back......

The uncle with the balloon is gone.

The little fat man remained motionless, as if he had been turned into a stone corpse.

At this time, a teacher came out of the school gate, saw him, and came over and asked, "Xia Xiaopang, why are you standing here if you don't go home?" If you don't go back in time and are caught by the bad guys, your parents will be very worried. ”

The little fat man sighed, and said weakly: "I...... Got it...... Go home...... This is home...... Mom and Dad...... Will worry about me, will worry about me...... I'm afraid...... There are bad guys ......"

He walked towards the road like a marionette mechanically and stiffly, and the teacher faintly felt that something was wrong, and rode a little donkey to catch up and make Xiaopang stop, but he didn't seem to hear it, and walked by himself, at the intersection of traffic lights, and cars came and went during the rush hour after work!

Just listen to a sudden brake!

The teacher froze in place.

Mud trucks, bloodstains!

And the motionless chubby......