Quit looked back at the Dowling behind him, "What do you think?"

Dowling didn't even look at the corpse, as if the hand in front of him was a pediatrician: "Kill with a knife, little trick." He, a big man, is naturally very familiar with this kind of psychological tactic. The ghost wanted to make Quitting think that the real Dowling was dead, and then kill him.

Quit nodded after hearing this, and then actually spoke to the corpse: "You play this kind of trick to show that you know that you are not our opponent, I think you still obediently come out and obey, I can cross you to another world."

The face of the corpse on the ground suddenly changed to that of another person, and he actually laughed, and then jumped up and ran into the darkness, leaving a trail of blood in his wake, and Quitting and Dowling chased after him, and found a fork in the road, which did not fit the structure of the building at all, and the blood stain disappeared before the fork in the road.

Qu Jiu looked at the two forks in the road that were obviously going in different directions and said, "We are divided into two ways......

"Absolutely not!" Before he could finish his sentence, Dao Lin immediately shouted: "He's turning the tiger away from the mountain!"

After quitting drinking, I wondered again, "What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't this clear? You're a tiger, I'm a mountain, and when you leave, I'm sure I'll be done." Dowling directly classified himself as a burden, and when he saw that he was such a scoundrel, he had no choice but to continue to let him follow him in the same direction.

They walked for another while, feeling colder and colder, and the breath from their mouths turned into white mist, the corridor seemed to have no end, and the scenery outside the window was like a dark abyss, and nothing could be seen. Dowling felt that it was not a way to go on like this, this was a cold storage, and they were all wearing short sleeves, and they might freeze to death after a long time. So he asked if there was a good way to quit drinking, but he said, "These are just hallucinations, your brain thinks it's cold, so your body reacts, this ghost is not a powerful character, you can ignore these negative illusions if you concentrate and use your spiritual sense."

Dowling was very disdainful when he heard it, and complained in his heart: Nonsense, I also know it's an illusion, you don't change your face and your heart doesn't beat, if I were so awesome as you, I would have pulled out that ghost and dismantled it a long time ago, and you are still wasting time here?

As they spoke, there was a sudden change, and countless ghosts poured out from both ends of the hallway, their entrails scattered and shattered to the ground, and each one looked exactly like the ghost just now, moaning and crawling on the ground, gradually approaching Dowling and them.

"Hey, he seems to be finding that you can't play hard." At this time, Dowling only hoped that he would quit drinking and rush up to kill the Quartet, and if he continued to be entangled like this, he would freeze to death if he was not bitten to death.

Quit drinking but still not moving: "There is only one real body, and now he is nearby, these are just illusions he created." Sure enough, those ghosts couldn't touch the body of the abstinent drinker at all, but just wore through it.

At this time, there was already a ghost who grabbed Dowling's feet, and Dowling scolded in his heart, "It's all illusions in your eyes, and it's all useful to put it here for me, what is it!" The evil fire in his heart came up again, and he grabbed the devil's collar and lifted him up, the weight was not very heavy, and the ghost's internal organs flowed out a lot and fell on Dowling's shoes, and the degree of nausea was very amazing. Dowling forced a look at the ghost's face, and the other party showed a terrifying smile, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth and splashed on Dowling's face.

"You're laughing, aren't you...... Lao Tzu immediately made you unable to laugh...... "Dao Lin Huotou is a little ghost, don't try to scare him anymore." He pushed the ghost back, reached into the ghost's chest, grabbed the vertebrae, and flung it around like a chainball. The weight of the ghost was all on his head, and now he was used as a whip by Dowling, and Dowling just whipped and struck the things crawling on the ground, jumping up and down, and sent himself to sing "nunchucks" to cheer him on.

From the beginning of the abstinence from alcohol just now, he closed his eyes, silently stood there motionless, at this moment he suddenly opened his eyes and rushed towards one of the ghosts, his figure only flashed to the ghost, leaving a fist blade of silver white light in the air, the ghost's reaction was not slow, immediately flew into the wall next to him, quit drinking and knew that he had succeeded, he silently recited the mantra towards the wall where the ghost disappeared, and then drank a "break", and all the illusions disappeared in an instant.

A familiar elevator appeared in the place where the ghost disappeared, and Dowling was having a good time, when suddenly the "weapon" in his hand

Gone, even the blood stains on his body and the cold feeling around him were gone, and he knew that he had quit drinking, so he leaned over and asked, "You killed him?" Qu Shan shook his head, pointed to the elevator and said, "His body has actually been in the elevator all the time, we are going around, in fact, it is near this elevator, but we can't see it." At this point, he glanced at Dowling, and then said, "Actually, it would have saved a lot of trouble to stay in the elevator from the beginning."

"Damn, hindsight, I'll just say, if there is a problem with the elevator, you should stay where you are, it's dangerous for you to act like this!" Dowling is the standard, give him three points of color and open a dye shop.

Quit pressed the elevator switch, the door slowly opened, and a boy knelt in the corner, he burst into tears and moaned intermittently: "Help...... Who's going to save me...... Has anyone heard! I'm so cold...... It hurts......" he said, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Afterwards, he quit drinking and found out, this boy's name is Zeng Yi, a few years ago on the evening of a winter vacation, he went back to school to pick up some things, but happened to encounter an elevator fall accident, the administrator found him the next day when he was already dead, he was already weak, and his internal organs were injured in the fall, he pleaded in the dark and cold, but death still came as scheduled......

Quit Alcohol and Dowling glanced at each other when they saw the scene in the elevator, and the latter stepped forward and patted Zeng Yi on the shoulder, squeezing out a smile, "Dude, don't be afraid, aren't we here?" Get out of here with us." He held out his hand to the ghost.

Zeng Yi looked at Dao Lin and Qu Drinking, he held Dao Lin's hand, and tears flowed down again, "Thank you...... Thank you......"

Seeing Zeng Yi's ghost gradually fade and disappear, Dao Lin exhaled a long breath, and asked with a puzzled face, "How did you do it?"

"How?" Dowling was stunned by his question.

There was still no expression on the face of the abstaining from drinking: "You don't use Taoism and magic weapons, and you don't need to chant sutras to exceed, so you can make him a Buddha?"

"It's my business, I just see that he is pitiful, and the old man is still crying there, so go up and comfort him. Didn't he ascend to heaven himself?"

Quit drinking and no longer ask, "Forget it, the result is good."

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