Ma Zichun glanced at the futon and sat down cross-legged.

Feng Zhibai leaned on the sofa and quietly swiped his mobile phone.

Lao Mitou didn't speak again, put the cinnabar mixed with chicken blood in front of the incense, lit three incense sticks and plugged them.

Chen Xiaodao got on and took off Ma Zichun's clothes.

Ma Zichun covered the corners of his clothes shyly, and finally was willing to bare his upper body in his angry reprimand.

The lean and slender body has no muscles at all, and the skin that is not smooth is covered with pinholes.

"You just sit here and call us if you feel something is wrong."

Throwing aside the clothes he had snatched, Chen Xiaodao lowered his head to Ma Zijundao.

Ma Zichun hugged his chest with both hands, and nodded aggrievedly like a bullied little lady.

Ma Zhang stood aside, and he could only think that it was all for your own sake and comforted him.

Feng Zhibai witnessed the whole process, wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, so he could only hold his mouth and act as if he didn't see anything.

"Laugh if you want, don't wronged yourself."

Walking to Feng Zhibai's side, Chen Xiaodao could see at a glance what she wanted to do.

Slowly turning his neck, Feng Zhibai pretended to be bored and said, "The old body is not so boring. ”

After that, he swiped his phone intently.

"You can pull it down."

After complaining, Chen Xiaodao motioned to Ma Zhang to turn off the headlights and leave a small light.

It's not good to be too bright, and it's not good to be too dark.

Ma Zhang got up and turned off all the bright lights, and in the end only a few small lights were left, and the dim lights were not so deceitful.

"Wait for Ma Zichun's hair to be lowered, Mr. Ma, you must not come forward, in case you are in trouble."

reminded Ma Zhang.

Ma Zhang's nervous palms rubbed into sweat: "Okay, Master Chen." ”

"Sit down and rest for a while, wait."

Greeting Lao Mitou and Ma Zhang, Chen Xiaodao himself sat cross-legged and began to meditate.

In some dark spaces, only the light of Feng Zhibai's mobile phone reveals brightness.

After waiting for this, several people began to fall asleep.

Especially Ma Zhang, who didn't close his eyes for a day and a night, quickly fell asleep with tension after calming down.

Ma Zichun crossed his legs, and after a while, he stiffened, moved his legs, and relieved for a while before sitting down again.

After waiting for hours, everyone else wilted.

It wasn't until Feng Zhibai turned off his mobile phone that something strange began to appear in the hall!

A strong wind blew outside the door, and the wind knocked on the glass of the villa with a thumping sound.

Originally, the villa was empty, and with this voice, the echo was particularly terrifying.

Chen Xiaodao woke up from meditation, and a pair of eagle-like pupils looked at Ma Zichun, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the altar!

Ma Zichun lowered his head, drooped his body, and his head shook stiffly from side to side!

He put his hands on his knees and shivered from time to time!

It's just a blink of an eye!

His whole body began to twitch!

Gritting his teeth, he raised his jaw sharply!

A pair of black eyeballs also turned white in seconds!

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

Then Ma Zichun's mouth let out a low mmmmmmmmm

With the sound of the wind beating the glass outside, the atmosphere in the whole villa is extremely weird!

Feng Zhibai sat up from the sofa, and his starry eyes fell on the top of Ma Zichun's head!

That black qi was rapidly eroding his body!

Lao Mitou also woke up, walked to Chen Xiaodao's side with steps, and reminded loudly: "It's here." ”

As soon as Ma Zhang saw that his son had become like this, he immediately stepped forward! was stopped by Chen Xiaodao.

"What are you doing?"

"That's all for my son! I'll go up and have a look! ”

wanted to break free of Kaichen Xiaodao's hand, but before he could go out, he was dragged back: "I won't stop you if you want to die, but don't disturb us about our business, okay?" ”

Lao Mitou also stepped forward and pulled Ma Zhang back: "Mr. Ma, don't go up, you can't help, why are you going up?" ”

was pulled back by the two of them like this, and Ma Zhang could only stand in place and look at Ma Zichun with blank eyes.

In front of the altar.

Ma Zichun trembled from the twitching at the beginning to rolling his eyes, trembling all over!

He straightened his back and fell straight back!

The moment his back touched the ground, his originally white eyes suddenly changed back!

Then Ma Zichun opened his mouth and let out a scream of pain!

"Ahh

With a scream of pain, a cold sweat began to break out on his forehead!

Hands on the ground and sit up immediately!

Sit up!

Familiar headaches followed!

"Ahh That feeling is coming again! My head hurts, my head hurts! ”

He held his head in both hands, and wanted to roll in pain, but he didn't dare to lie on the ground!

"Master, help my son!"

Seeing Ma Zichun's pained appearance, Ma Zhang shouted in distress and shouted Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao saw that the time was almost up, and he stepped to the altar, and pressed Ma Zichun's shoulder with the palm of his left hand! With his right hand, he pinched the sword trick and put it on Ma Zichun's chin!

Squinting his eyes at the aura gathered in the air, he pressed his palm upward!

Ma Zichun felt a pain in his neck, and his whole head fell straight back!

At the same time, the pain that came from all of a sudden stopped!

He gasped!

Before he could come back to his senses, Chen Xiaodao's sword technique was dialed to his left again, and his hand patted his head hard, and he tilted it to the right again in the direction!

He couldn't figure out what Tatsu Xiaodao was doing.

But now he has no power to resist, so he can only follow his movements.

At the moment, in the dimly lit room on the other side.

The man's face was gloomy, and there was a little anger on his cheeks surrounded by black gas!

He grabbed the needle in his right hand and pressed the scarecrow's head with his left!

Just as I was about to stick a needle into the top of the scarecrow's head! The scarecrow suddenly seemed to be alive! His head tilted back to avoid the needle he stabbed!

He let out a low grunt in his throat and grabbed the scarecrow's chin with his upper hand, just as he was about to get another needle!

An inexplicable force came!

He actually snatched the scarecrow's jaw from his own hands!

With a flick of his fingers, he tilted the scarecrow's head to the right, and the needle was raised and stabbed down! The scarecrow's head is tilted to the left!

The left side of the thorn is crooked to the right!

He went back and forth many times, but he didn't even get a single needle!

"Who is it?"

Roared!

He put down the scarecrow, grabbed the needle that had been placed earlier, pinched three of them, and quickly pierced the top of the scarecrow's head, chest and back!

But when the needle came to the scarecrow, it was as if there was a barrier against his needle!

His brows furrowed, his hands turned outward, his arms flicked outward, and the three needles changed directions.

But still in that position, the needle was blocked again!

"Hmm!"

He snorted and withdrew his hand!

The right hand grabbed the finger aimed at him and stabbed it in!

I only heard a snort, and a trace of yin blood kept pouring out from his five fingers!

He pulled the needle out of his finger and put it in the palm of his hand!

As soon as the palms of his hands were closed, there was a sound of a low chanting spell from his mouth!

As the evil spell poured out, his eyes widened, and he ruthlessly stabbed the needle in his hand at the scarecrow again!

That sense of barrier came again!

He continued to chant the incantation in his mouth, and the strength in his hand deepened!

The barrier cracked -—— cracked!

In the Ma family's villa.

Chen Xiaodao pinched the little gossip in his palm, and put one on the top of Ma Zichun's head, the back and the chest!

was arranged, and the aura in front of him drew a black mist, which was like a needle stabbing straight towards Ma Zichun's chest!

He flipped the little gossip up, and the black fog was instantly blocked and dispersed!

Before it could completely disappear, the black mist needle appeared on the top of Ma Zichun's head again!

He smoked a little gossip to block it! The black mist needles were still scattered.

It took several rounds of back and forth like this before the black mist needle disappeared.

But before he could settle down, a touch of blood flashed in front of his eyes!

The blood stabbed at him like a blade!

He subconsciously raised his hand!

The tip of the needle of the bloody blade was extremely sharp, and with a click, it actually shattered the gossip in the palm of his hand!

"Something."

Withdrawing his hand, he threw away the little gossip interestingly, flipped through the yellow cloth bag and took out three big gossip from the bag, and hung them on Ma Zichun's chest, back and head!

The bloody blade had reached the top, but it was suppressed again!

When the man saw that his needle was blocked again, he held the needle with both hands and sat down hard!

But the needle just can't be inserted into the scarecrow's body!

He gritted his teeth, and the dense beads of sweat on his forehead stretched out of the triangle.

His breath became rapid!

I just want to stop!

A huge aura hit the top of the scarecrow's head!

He snorted, but before he could react, the whole person was shocked by this aura and flew out!

And the needle in his hand also bounced off in an instant!