Jiang Kai calmed down again, seriously feeling the changes in the tentacle monster.

He carefully observed every detail of the tentacle monster, imagining what it would look like in action.

In the process of visualization and perception, Jiang Kai also gradually developed a subtle feeling of becoming one with the tentacle monster.

His body is also like a dry well, slowly drawing water from the depths of the earth to fill himself.

Every time I remember a detail on the tentacle monster and engrave it in my mind, the effect of this juicing is even stronger, which makes Jiang Kai, who has also been mixed in online novels for many years and has good attainments, have a sense of déjà vu.

This kind of cultivation method always feels similar to signing in.

But what he didn't know was that the ascension he had achieved by visualizing it twice was already a few years of work for ordinary people to get rid of the time and mental effort it took to accumulate merit.

Although success is 99 percent perspiration plus 1 percent talent, that 1 percent talent is actually much more important than 99 percent perspiration, and in most cases, when a person has 100 percent talent, it means that success no longer requires effort, maybe just an opportunity.

There is a very important sentence in the scriptures, which happens to be ignored by Jiang Kai all the time-

The more perceptive and extraordinary the person is, the easier it is to see the fruition.

At the same time, in the process of Jiang Kai's concentrated cultivation, there was only one floor away from him downstairs.

A dull wail lingered in the bathroom.

In the face of the man's punches and kicks, she was powerless to fight back, so she could only try her best to protect her lower abdomen and head with her hands.

"Didn't you say you had no money? What is it? ”

The man was fierce and vicious, holding a wad of money in his right hand and shaking, the face value of the pile of money varied, the large one had a face value of fifty yuan, and the small one had a face value of five cents.

"Lao Tzu told you, I'm just unlucky, wait for Lao Tzu to come and win, win back all the losses before, and I won't treat you badly when the time comes, fucking shameless!"

I don't know how many times I've heard such words, and all a woman can do is sob, and she doesn't even have the courage to contradict a man.

The man got the money, and hit the woman again, and he was in a good mood at this time, and he wanted to go to the mahjong parlor for two laps.

So he didn't care whether the woman was alive or dead, washed his hands, wiped the blood from his fingertips, and went out.

At the moment when he turned off the faucet, the man seemed to suddenly hear someone whispering.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at the woman who was still snorting in pain: "What did you say?" ”

The woman was powerless to reply, and the man couldn't help but suspect that he had misheard when he saw that she was dying, and that she didn't look like she could speak.

But just as he was stunned, the whispering voice appeared again.

This time it was closer, clearer, as if the person speaking was standing outside the bathroom at this time.

"Evil thoughts... Eat..."

"Eat and go..."

The voice was very cold, and resentful and indifferent, like a dream, which inexplicably made the man feel a little creepy.

He cautiously approached the door, grasped the handle, and shouted boldly, "Who is it?" ”

But the thing outside the door seemed to be frightened after hearing the man's voice, and stopped making a sound, not knowing whether it disappeared or hid.

The man was unprecedentedly sure that he had just heard a voice.

His first instinct was that the debt collector came to his door, so he picked up a broom and quietly opened a crack in the door.

The light in the living room was not turned on, which made the eyes of the man who had just come out of the bright bathroom unable to adjust for a while.

He blinked, looked around, and found nothing.

He rubbed his head suspiciously, could he really have misheard?

Just when he turned his head and wanted to go back to the bathroom to get the money on the sink, he suddenly found something.

He looked up slowly, just in time for two pairs of eyes.

I saw two children less than a meter old, with pale skin and even a little blue, clinging to the ceiling, hanging upside down like two spiders, their faces only a few centimeters away from them!

"Ah!!h

The man shuddered and let out the most heart-rending cry since he was born.

The scream pierced through the living room window and went upstairs.

Jiang Kai, who was disturbed by this voice, almost went mad, even though he was in a state of luxury, he could still hear it.

"What is this homo's peculiar stench sound? Is there a male ketone in the neighborhood? It seems that I can't dress too cool when I go out in the future, and I have to protect myself. ”

The sound that represented death was interpreted by Jiang Kai as the sublimation of the soul, but it was just a small episode that did not attract his attention.

So he didn't notice that just a few minutes after this scream, the doorknob of his door began to turn on its own.

The locked door opened, and the two ghost babies appeared in the doorway.

They were twins, they looked the same, and they walked into the room with the same steps, and there was an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Unlike before, both ghost babies had slightly bulging bellies.

The men had been eaten away by them, while the women, because the ghost babies had just been revived, had limited food and were full of fear, and their brains were blank, without the slightest evil thoughts, but they had escaped.

If someone happens to pass by in front of their house, they will find a woman in the bathroom who has gone insane, and a man who has not had a single wound outside the bathroom, but has long since become a dry corpse.

The ghost baby who was cursed by the short and thin old man with blood should not have done anything else on his own in the process of carrying out the order.

But that's for ghosts.

For the two ghost babies who are unjust souls and twins, their combined strength has reached the extreme of the ninth grade, approaching the eighth grade.

Therefore, the blood spell that the old man hastily applied had a relatively limited effect on them, and although they would not go against the old man's wishes, they would not act completely according to the old man's orders.

Since they have been dead for many years, unlike the ghosts of people who have just died, they can still retain their intelligence for a short period of time, so most of the time, they will act according to their instincts.

It was then that the evil thoughts of the man's actions, which were very tempting to the ghosts, attracted them to the past.

Instinct tells them it's time to eat.

And now, the same instinct, tells them that it's time to run.

If the desire to eat only allowed them to delay the command of the Blood Curse slightly, then the fear of the moment was enough for them to completely forget about the command of the Blood Curse!

Jiang Kai closed his eyes and sat in front of the Buddha statue of Buckle Six, so he didn't know that at this moment, above his body, a projection of an evil god waving dense tentacles was raging in midair.

Even if the projection is ignored, the evil thoughts that suppressed the red-clothed ghosts in the cemetery on the spot, after the blessing of the Great Samadha, also condensed the substantiated black fog, which permeated the room, destroying the self-confidence of the ghost baby all the time.

The two ghost babies who originally lacked spiritual intelligence suddenly felt a little itchy in their heads, as if they had suddenly grown brains:

Where is this? Why is that person so scary? Who will save us?