"The ......"

Wei Zitong reached out and took the two charms I took out, but he didn't stick them on the soles of his feet for the first time: "Can I not go with you?" ”

As she spoke, I could see her eyes staring at the bones of the lamb that had been gnawed into scorpions, and she swallowed in fear.

Not going?

It's not something you can't just say you can't go.

According to your physiognomy, you can only survive if you follow me all the time.

Whether it's leaving you outside the factory or in the store, you're going to be dead tonight.

But I don't force it, of course this kind of thing is to listen to it if you want to, and pull it if you don't want to listen.

There is no need for me to waste my tongue for the life and death of others.

So I said lightly that if I wanted to follow, I would follow, and if I didn't want to follow, I would pull down.

It seems that he didn't expect me to say this, Wei Zitong was startled, and finally nodded, obediently pasting the charm on the soles of his feet.

"I'll go in with you."

I nodded to Wei Zitong - be obedient when you should be obedient, so that you are worthy of my rescue.

As soon as I took the first step into the factory, everything I had seen outside disappeared in an instant.

No, not disappearing.

It's dormant.

It is like a lion on the grassland seeing its prey approaching and choosing to temporarily hide in the grass.

Wei Zitong followed me tremblingly, but his face was resolute, as if he wanted to show fearlessness like me.

But the trembling legs betrayed her timidity.

Before I could think about it, a gust of wind blew in an instant, and the two sheep I had pulled the leash jumped like tigers and fled in different directions.

It almost didn't make me hold on to the rope that tied the sheep.

"Hold it down!"

I raised my foot and kicked each of the two sheep in the ass.

After all, there was a charm on their feet, and after the two sheep were kicked, they immediately returned to quiet.

I tugged at the rope and led the two sheep on.

Sima Yi's factory is not small, even if it is from the door to the center, this half of the journey takes a long time.

During this time, the two sheep repeatedly appeared to be frightened, and each time they raised their feet and kicked them, helping them to return to normal.

Just as they were approaching the center, the sheep at the front suddenly stopped, and then the other sheep went crazy again.

Wei Zitong followed me all the time, and when she saw that one of the sheep was starting to go crazy, she quickly stepped forward and kicked the sheep in the ass.

The mad sheep regained its composure as before.

Just as she was about to kick another sheep, I raised my hand to stop her: "This one doesn't need to be kicked." ”

"Why? Because the sheep didn't go crazy? She asked.

I didn't answer, I just raised my foot and gently kicked the sheep with my toes.

Even in the moonlight at night, you can still clearly see a vertical red line slowly appearing in the middle of the white sheep, like a red yarn pressed into white milk.

Immediately after, the sheep's body snapped, and it was divided into two halves along the vertical red line, and the internal organs flowed all over the ground.

The black kidneys, the red liver, the bright red heart are still beating, and the pink intestines are slowly wriggling like a big worm under the moonlight.

The visual impact of this sheep's death is even more ruthless than the previous sheep!

"Gross!"

Wei Zitong immediately couldn't help it, covered his mouth and let out a retching sound.

My face remained unchanged, and I reached out and pulled out a peach wood whip from the baggage I was carrying--unlike the peach wood swords used by other Yin Daoist priests, the ancestor Jiang Taigong's weapon was a divine whip, and as a descendant of Taigong, he naturally used a peach wood whip.

Holding the peach whip, I whipped the internal organs of the pile of sheep in front of me hard: "Dare to play this low-level spell on your grandfather, look for a beat!" ”

Syllable!

The peach wood whipped the sheep's internal organs, and a fishy blood burst out - this blood did not have the fishy smell of sheep blood, but was filled with a very strong smell of rot.

For I know that this blood is not sheep's blood at all, and the entrails are not sheep entrails, but that everything is an illusion made by the evil spirits of this place.

Evil spirits like to scare people, and in the knowledge handed down by the ancestor Jiang Taigong, there is an explanation for the evil spirits and intimidating people.

People have their own spirits, they are full of spirit and do not feel tired, they are full of spirit and do not want to sleep, they are full of energy, and evil spirits and evil spirits cannot be disturbed at all.

If you are frightened, except for those who are determined in their minds, as long as negative emotions such as fear and doubt appear, your spirit and spirit will be damaged, and this will give evil spirits an opportunity to take advantage of.

Evil spirits are not for pranks, but to reduce people's state, just like playing a game, waiting for the opposite blood line to be pressed down before releasing the ultimate move.

But it's useless to me!

If you want to use this trick to scare me, it's purely to find death.

After the whip was whipped, the stinking blood splashed out, and the carcass of the sheep that had been split in half instantly decomposed, and even the colorful internal organs on the ground turned into black mud.

A trace of black qi slowly floated from these rotting sheep carcasses, and combined with the red blood qi extracted from the wounds of the sheep carcass, a red and black guy was formed.

This red-clad black guy opened his blood-red eyes and opened his mouth to shout, "Yin man! I don't care about you! ”

"Your grandfather, I am a yin person, but I am not an ordinary yin person!"

As a descendant of Taigong, I have this kind of pride compared to other Yin people: "As for letting me go...... Hmph, dare to turn this land into a dead land, you are the one who should get out! ”

I didn't give these blood resentful souls more opportunities to speak, and as soon as the words fell, I directly picked up the peachwood whip in my hand, and hit this humanoid blood resentful soul on the head!

Burst!

Evil spirits look like mist, and they're pretty much the same when they are beaten.

My whip was like hitting a thick mist, making a fart-like "poof" sound.

The blood resentment soul screamed in pain, and flew backwards for several meters, slowly repairing his smoke head that had been scattered: "Yin man, you dare to hit me!" ”

"Why wouldn't I dare? Do you think I'm just like the people who set foot on this land before? ”

I carried the peach whip in my hand and walked over step by step: "I am a reasonable person...... Physics is also reason! ”

Burst!

According to this blood grudge, the soul is another blow to the head.

The peach whip in my hand was left to me by my grandfather, and it is said that it has been passed down from my ancestors for several generations, and it is one of the few wooden pieces in my family that did not sprout when I was born.

How many generations have been passed on, grandpa didn't tell me, but the pulp on this hand is estimated to be thicker than my skin, and it must not take time.

Moreover, this peach wood whip has runes left by several generations of ancestors, and there is a blessing from Grandpa himself.

To put it simply-

Three hundred and sixty must be whipped, whip out a critical blow!