At this time, if someone else was there, he could see the sticky black smoke emitted from Chu Huaiqiu's body, which almost merged with the shadow of the dark room - even without this puppet, he was almost enchanted.

Chu Huaiqiu looked at the puppet and muttered in a dull voice: "Come to hell with me!" ”

As he unveiled the spell, the puppet's face was exposed: a rudimentary nick on the mouth and nose, and two bottomless black holes in the eyes!

It stands to reason that with the size of this puppet, even if the whole head is hollowed out, the wood at the bottom should be visible. But in fact, its head seemed to be filled with a rich darkness of substance, and the moment the spell was unveiled, it erupted and ravaged the present world.

In almost one breath, the room was completely destroyed in darkness.

Even if Chu Huaiqiu had lost his mind at this time, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong when he saw this puppet for the first time. His body sensed that something more terrible than death was about to happen, and he was one step ahead of his consciousness, about to put the spell on it. But this action was only halfway done, and it stiffened halfway.

There seemed to be a "squeak" roulette wheel movement in the void, as if an illusory heavy gate was slowly opened, and then, countless gray and hazy shadows were reflected in the puppet's eyes, overlapping and indescribable.

Countless whispers penetrated Chu Huaiqiu's ears, sometimes illusory and fleeting, sometimes dense and sharp, overlapping together, noisy and crazy. What's even more terrifying is that something seems to have burrowed into the brain from the ear, constantly swelling, almost bursting the head.

Chu Huaiqiu let out a miserable scream, and immediately wanted to hug his head and shout. However, his hands seemed to lose control, and he still clung to the puppet and refused to let it go. And he didn't realize that his eyes had turned into a puppet-like pitch black, completely occupying the whites of his eyes, revealing an endless emptiness.

And uncontrollably, his mouth began to murmur strange spells, manic and insane that he had never heard of, as if it were tearing at his soul.

He trembled and struggled violently.

If it was an ordinary person, the soul would have been torn to pieces at this time. But after all, Chu Huaiqiu was a seventh-order "Sun Swallowing" spell master, and his soul was far stronger than ordinary people, and under the violent struggle, there seemed to be a double image on his body—one was still chanting a spell at the puppet, and the other was holding his head and shouting wildly, in pain.

Darkness erodes everything, and reality is polluted.

Not only Chu Huaiqiu's body and soul, but even those dead things, the walls, beams, tables and chairs in the room have lost their original color, as if they have undergone hundreds of years of weathering, and they are rapidly decaying and fading.

An Yunsleeve, who was far away in another attic, suddenly pricked up his ears, listened to the cold wind outside, frowned and thought: "Is it my delusion, why do you seem to hear a baby crying?" ’

Gong Yongrui, who was asleep, opened his eyes and held the long sword beside the bed for the first time, and then he used his skills to listen. Outside, in the depths of the night, there was a faint murmur, like the wail of a banshee, which touched people's hearts and made his scalp slightly numb.

And Shangguan Yue, who lived closest to Chu Huaiqiu, heard the crazy dream even more vividly, sounding faintly in his ears. She didn't have time to wake up before she fell into a nightmare.

Jiang Chen put on a coat and rushed into the courtyard, and saw a familiar figure standing in the middle of the courtyard, with a huge black eagle hovering overhead.

"Old Jiang, what's going on?"

The robed Blood Emperor Venerable stared at a certain place and said lightly, "Hidden Sky Realm Evil God." ”

"What evil god?" As soon as Jiang Chen spoke, a cold wind mixed with a gloomy ghost cry shook his heart violently.

He could tell from the ghost's cry that this evil god was really evil, even better than the original Jizo.

The Blood Emperor Venerable did not answer. His gaze went straight to somewhere in the void, as if he had crossed countless small worlds and the turbulence of time and space, and was cast on that huge and deep shadow.

Jiang Chen felt that the Blood Emperor Venerable's aura had undergone some kind of change in an instant, not a murderous aura, nor a sword aura, but an inexplicable and inexplicable secret change, flashing in an instant, vague and difficult to find. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide and look carefully, but the Blood Emperor Venerable had already withdrawn his gaze at this time and looked instead towards a room not far away.

"He's left something there, you'd better clean it up."

With the Blood Emperor Venerable's bland words, the whispering, murmuring, and yin wind that had originally shrouded the sky over the mansion were torn away like a film.

The night sky was clear, and even the twilight seemed to be much clearer. The sleeping people gradually came out of the nightmare, and their breathing gradually calmed down.

Jiang Chen lightly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and asked in a loud voice, "What was that thing just now, an extraterritorial heavenly demon?" Why come all the way to come to me? How big is my face? ”

"Probably some ancient seal was touched and caught His gaze." The Blood Emperor Venerable waved his hand casually, and the huge black eagle hovering above echoed into the darkness, "Your yard is hiding filth and dirt, and it's time to clean it up." ”

Jiang Chen followed his gaze and saw that it was Chu Huaiqiu's residence, so he let out an "oh" clearly, and then smiled: "I made a three-day appointment with that guy, and two days have passed, just wait for the day after tomorrow when the hour arrives, keep it for him to cook!" ”

"I'm afraid that it may not be him who will live until then."

"You say he can't hold it?" Jiang Chen tilted his head, "Then I have to go and see, he can't miss the appointment for three days!" ”

Chu Huaiqiu's residence, there was a smell wafting from afar.

This smell has the sour smell of moldy and rancid swill, the turbid smell of feces, urine and feces, the stench of rotting corpses, and the fishy smell of various bodily fluids.

The closer Jiang Chen walked, the stronger the indescribable stench became, constantly impacting his sense of smell.

It can be said that this kind of smell has almost all the odors imaginable in the world, and its lethality has increased exponentially, far better than any single odor. For example, even if the maggots in the latrine smell this, they will probably faint.

Jiang Chen had to close his sense of smell to escape the stench of this world.

He went into the attic and walked up the stairs, the old planks making a "creaking" sound. He remembered that when he came here two days ago, the classical and expressive murals in the corridor were still vivid, and now they had all been stripped of their red makeup, and they were scarred, as if they had been eroded by hundreds of years, and their eyes were full of desolation.

There was no movement in the house.

If it weren't for the low, muddy breathing sound, Jiang Chen would have wondered if Chu Huaiqiu was dead.

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