How can a living person have corpse spots?

I was shocked by Hui Zhen's words, and forcefully ripped off the clothes on Qin Yong's back, and sure enough, I found a large number of purple-black markings under his skin.

These brown patches stuck to Qin Yong's back like psoriasis, densely packed with a large patch, and I was so frightened that I took several steps back, and said with a miserable face,

"You're dead!"

"What dead man, who died?"

Qin Tao's face trembled, revealing a very frightened expression.

Hui Zhen immediately shook his head again and said, "He is not dead for the time being, but he is not far from death, Widow Chen has sucked away a lot of his essence, it seems that she is planning to use Qin Tao to do something, so she deliberately put him back." ”

"What the hell are you talking about, I ...... Am I really dying? ”

Qin Tao interrupted us viciously and grabbed my arm hard.

I looked at Qin Tao with a distorted and frightened face, and I didn't know what to say, although I had always looked down on this guy in my heart, I thought of him being angry and being deprived by Widow Chen and becoming half-dead, so I was not so disgusted, and calmly withdrew my hand and said,

"The sins you have done yourself can only be filled with your life, honestly find a cool place to stay, we can't save you, but at least we can save Daddy Qin and your eldest brother."

"Hehe, am I really going to die?"

Qin Tao was no longer noisy, his eyes were hollow and his limbs were fluttering, like a wooden man who had been drained of his soul, and he stumbled and wanted to run to the back room, but he kicked on the threshold and fell carelessly.

By the time he got up numbly, his forehead had turned purple and blue, his facial features were stiff, his face was full of filth, and he looked like he was dead!

"No, I can't die, why can you all live and die alone?"

He numbly looked at the corpse spots on the back of his hand, his face became more and more distorted, and suddenly showed a vicious and vicious appearance, ran like crazy, and pushed hard to the altar that Huizhen and I had just built, and said with a crazy smile in his mouth,

"Haha, die...... Let's all die, I want you to die with me, and I won't be lonely on the Huangquan Road. ”

"You bitch!"

I gritted my teeth in anger, rushed up with a brisk step, raised my foot and kicked him in the lower abdomen, Huizhen also rushed up, went around behind Qin Tao, and slashed down with a hand knife, Qin Tao immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground softly.

Afterwards, I found a rope and tied this guy up and stuffed it into the firewood room, I wasn't sure what to do with Qin Tao, so I could only walk towards Huizhen with a complicated face, "Fatty, what to do with this kid?" ”

"Hard to say!"

Hui Zhen wrung his eyebrows and looked at the incense burner that had just been pushed down, "Lock it up first, his face is full of life, he is destined to live long, as long as it doesn't affect our ghost hunting." ”

I looked up at the sky worriedly, the sky above the Qin family's mansion was already shrouded in a dark cloud, and seeing that it was about to be night, this tumbling cloud was accompanied by a strong dead air, thick like ink, and it had been shrouded in the sky above the Qin family's courtyard and refused to float away.

It's hard to imagine how angry this female ghost is now.

Time passed little by little, and the sky was almost dark, I walked into the back room and said to Daddy Qin and Qin Yong who were hiding in the rice tank,

"No matter what you hear tonight, don't make a sound, and don't leave this rice tank, it'll be completely peaceful after dawn."

Father Qin trembled and said, "I seem to have heard Qin Tao's voice just now, is he ......?"

"Qin Tao can't live, this is his own sin, and no one can help him!"

I replied in a stiff tone, found a piece of red cloth, directly covered the rice jar, and found a chicken blood thread, tied a dead knot on the rice jar, and pasted a charm to ward off ghosts.

This is a method that Hui Zhen and I came up with together, let Father Qin and Qin Yong hide in the rice jar, cover it with a red cloth that suppresses evil spirits, and cooperate with a charm to hide their breath.

In this way, Widow Chen couldn't feel the breath of the two of them.

After setting them up, I hung a lock on the door and retreated back to the yard.

As night fell, the courtyard became quiet again, except for the cold wind that blew from nowhere, rolling up leaves and dead grass all over the ground.

Hui Zhen sat cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard with a serious face, with freshly drawn talismans at his feet, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

I felt that the courtyard was too cold, and the cold wind blowing indiscriminately made my hair rise suddenly, and I was about to close the gate, but Hui Zhen suddenly stopped chanting, looked up at me and said,

"Zhou Xuan, don't touch the arrangement on the door, she's here......"

So fast?

My face changed miserably, and I instinctively took a step back, looked intently at the glutinous rice sprinkled outside the gate, and found that the glutinous rice grains on the ground were "rustling" and rolling, bouncing strangely, and being blown down by a gloomy cold wind.

At the same time, the sound of the wind outside the courtyard was also mixed with a terrible "woo" cry, and the yin qi gathered into a thick fog, which was spreading towards the door with teeth and claws, and the familiar footsteps were also heard in the depths of the thick fog.

Sure enough, it came.

I pretended to be calm, in fact, my calves were already a little fluttering, and I turned my head to look at Hui Zhen, this guy still maintained the appearance of sitting cross-legged on the ground and chanting scriptures, and his body didn't even move.

I could only grit my teeth and shout out the door,

"Widow Chen, it is better to settle the grievance than to settle it, if you kill this family, you will also be riddled with karma, and you will not even have a chance to reincarnate at that time, why bother?"

"Giggle......

The fog deepened, and the terrible ghost cry gradually became hoarse, and a terrifying low roar was heard,

"Me! Want! He! Guys! Die! ”

As Widow Chen whispered bitterly, the door that had just been installed creaked again, and a cold wind blew the door panel and hit me in the face.

"Hold the grass!"

I couldn't dodge, I was hit on the door of my head by the door panel, I lowered my head and rubbed it, and before I could make any extra movements, a miserable white human hand with five fingers scarlet was already stretched out from the crack in the grinning door, and quickly grabbed at my neck.

She hid outside the door.

My cranial nerves exploded, and I didn't have time to call Huizhen for help, but fortunately, I learned a lot of kung fu from Xuan Zhenzi, and immediately leaned my body back, and a "iron plate bridge" with a hard bridge and a hard horse dodged the grasp of this nail.

"If you are stubborn, then don't blame me for beating you to pieces!"

I also got angry and threw the yellow talisman I had prepared in advance towards the gate.

Sensing the existence of Yin Qi, the rune paper immediately snorted, and a wisp of fire burst out, seeping behind the gate like a ghost fire.

Ahh

The spiritual power emitted by the rune paper burned the pale human hand, and I heard the sound of snorting smoke, and when I looked closely, the glutinous rice on the ground was all black, revealing a black outline lying on the ground.

"Zhou Xuan, beware, she climbed to the wall!"

At this time, there was a loud roar from behind Hui Zhen, and I quickly shifted my gaze, and sure enough, I found a lot of black handprints on the courtyard wall, and the position of these handprints was constantly changing, and it had bypassed the gate covered with rune paper.

"Want to climb the wall to get in?"

I snorted, grabbed the peachwood sword, and stabbed hard at the place where the black handprint crawled.

As soon as the peachwood sword was halfway swung, a black and miserable grimace popped out in front of me, almost touching my face, and the long black hair hung down from the wall, like a weed, and wrapped my peachwood sword.

It's Widow Chen, she was forced to show up.