It's not just a bad run.

The Zhong family also ran away.

A room full of imps!

I'm scared to run away!

God gave them time to escape, and when the infant spirit came out, he did not attack everyone, but went straight to the big red coffin, and when he lifted the lid of the coffin, he tore the corpses inside.

Broken clothes, broken hair, and broken flesh flew everywhere, and the coffin was a mess inside and outside!

Destroy the corpse.

This is a hatred that does not share the heavens!

The Zhong family crawled out and escaped, and Zhong Youshou's grandson ran in the front.

I don't know who it was at the end, but it wasn't a thing anyway, so I closed the door and locked it with a click.

Zhong Youshou's legs and feet were inconveniently left behind, and he finally stood inside the door and shouted: "Our ancestors, you don't care about outsiders or your own people, the patriarch is still inside!"

The wind was gusting in the ancestral hall, and Wang Qilin even had goosebumps on the top of his head.

Zhong Erniu's wife once reminded them, she said that she had seen a lot of ghost dolls, but in fact, she had seen many baby spirits.

It's a pity that the three of them thought she was talking nonsense and didn't think much about it.

Du Cao fell into self-doubt, and he muttered, "Impossible, impossible, what about Zhong Youfu's Yin Soul?"

Wang Qilin asked calmly: "Ye, what if Zhong Youfu didn't wait until Yin Cha gave up chasing his Yin Soul seven days later to enter the empty tire, but went in early?"

Du Cao shouted: "Impossible, it takes some effort for the Yin Soul to put into the empty tire, and once the Yin Soul falls into the night within seven days after death, he will come to take the Yin Soul, how can he have time to operate?"

"What if he was put into the womb during the day?"

Du Cao shook his head: "The Yin Soul needs to be overhauled during the day, Zhong Youfu is a country mud leg?

The young woman stopped talking.

Wang Qilin looked at her fiercely, and she said timidly: "I rang the bell at noon on the second day, which the patriarch told me before his death. ”

Du Cao was suddenly petrified.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago," Wang Qilin patted his forehead: "These infant spirits have been sealed in the King Kong Bell, how could Zhong Erniu's daughter-in-law see it? It must have been Zhong Youfu's Yin Soul Separated from the Body Seal Infant Spirit that was hit by her! It wasn't the infant spirit that entangled her, it was an infant spirit who borrowed her body and ran away!"

"Do you think of it now?" Xu shouted: "The child is dead, your milk is here, the big snot is to the mouth, you know how to shake it, why did you go earlier?"

Wang Qilin ignored him, and he had an even more terrifying speculation:

"Zhong Youfu's yin soul can be reincarnated at noon, and he can seal the infant spirit, he has a major cultivation! Then, the patriarchs of the Zhong family are geniuses and fools alternately, and those genius patriarchs, including Zhong Youfu, are all reincarnated as a person!"

"These infant spirits are incarnated by little ghosts who have not been reincarnated in the past, but they are usually suppressed in the Vajra Bell, so they will destroy his corpse so resentfully after being released by Yincha!"

Du Cao also figured it out, and he lost his voice and said: "So that's the case! Xiao Qi, this is not a small haunted case in the village, but a serious case ...... this dynasty."

He was about to say something, when many infant spirits crawled out of the coffin and stared at them like a pack of black dogs.

Every infant soul was once pitiful.

But once they become baby spirits, it means that they are terrifying.

Now it's the people in the house who are pitiful.

And once the infant spirit leaves the ancestral hall.

That poor is the people of the world!

I didn't see the baby spirit's mouth move, and a cry rang out from all directions: "Wow, wow, wow!"

The cry is weak, poignant, and hoarse.

Some are like blunt knives splitting bones, some are like nails scraping jade, and some are like old cats wailing.

Poured into people's ears, it can go straight to the bottom of the heart.

Wang Qilin suddenly felt disgusted, and he hurriedly stood under the window and pulled out his waist knife.

"Zheng!"

The bright moonlight shone on the blade like a layer of frost.

Xu Da also pulled out his waist knife, "Zheng!"

Half of the waist knife is left.

Holding the half-cut knife, he was stunned: "Old Seven!"

Wang Qilin said in a deep voice: "Anyway, this knife is useless on you, so it's better to use it for me." ”

An infant spirit jumped down from the coffin, his facial features in a trance were constantly twisting and twitching, and his face was full of resentment and viciousness staring at the pregnant young woman.

Du Cao threw the waist knife to Xu Da and took off his shirt himself.

Xu Da took out his knife and said, "Kill chickens with a knife, why do a few little ghosts need to the master and ask God?"

He smiled and walked towards the baby spirit who jumped down, his face full of bloodthirst: "Let the uncle try your catties!"

The baby spirit on the ground didn't move, and a baby spirit burst out of the coffin!

The infant spirit rushed straight to the roof of the ancestral hall, and the rabbit Qiqi fell into a different position and pounced on Xu Da, and flew back with one paw.

Wang Qilin hurriedly went up to catch him, the infant spirit jumped up like a mouse and wanted to chase and kill, the Taiyin Soul Breaking Knife spirally strangled and pressed, and the knife light flew around, as if the surging waves had rolled up thousands of piles of snow!

The infant spirit was slashed back again and again, and with a terrible howl, it retreated under the coffin with a red mist.

Xu Da's face was full of grief and indignation: "Uncle was sneak attacked!"

Du Cao pulled open his clothes to reveal his upper body.

On the bronze back is a blood-red humanoid tattoo, with horns on his head, eyes like copper bells, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, his hands holding people's hearts, burning flames on his body, and piles of white bones under his feet!

The fierce god is on his back!

Du Cao pinched the Buddha's seal with his right hand, supported the elbow of his right arm with his left hand, and the blood on his thin face surged, and his two eyes turned blood-red in an instant: "The gentleman looks hideous, and the gentleman's heart is fair!

The blood-colored tattoo became clearer and clearer, the big eyes of the fierce god gradually became shiny, and the figure quickly turned into reality, as if he was about to come out of Du Cao's back.

Wang Qilin was shocked when he saw Du Cao use his demon subduing method for the first time: "What is this?"

Xu Da said in a deep voice: "This is the murderous god of Cao Ye, wait and see, even resentment is not Cao Ye's opponent, let alone these little baby spirits?"

The infant spirits seemed to know that the fierce gods were powerful, and they did not take Xu Da lightly like they had dealt with before, but all jumped out, blowing towards Du Cao like a whirlwind and flying around him.

Du Cao groaned in pain, the upper body of the fierce god gradually emerged from his back, the flames of his two arms were entwined, and he grabbed a baby spirit and stuffed it into his mouth.

The other infant spirits were not afraid of this, but began to tear around the fierce god, and some infant spirits crawled onto Du Cao's calves like water rats, and tore their pants in three or two mouthfuls and began to gnaw at his flesh and blood.

The situation is not right, Wang Qilin said to Xu Dadao: "Take care of yourself!"

He stretched out his hand and slapped the ground into the air and jumped up, the hilt of the waist knife was long, and he held the knife in both hands and slashed out in the air-

A cold light rises, and the light is cold in nineteen states!

The sword wind was like a storm, and the infant spirit who was arrogantly besieging Du Cao was strangled and retreated.

Two infant spirits came at him, howling with a yin wind and tearing at his skin like knives.

Wang Qilin did not retreat but moved forward, and the warm current of the Heavenly Official's Blessing Pill poured out from his dantian, flowing like a mountain stream between his eight veins of Qi Jing, not slow, endless.

Taiyin Yuehua flowed on the blade, facing the enemy from the left and right, he shot in all directions, and several sword lights slashed through the infant spirit with moonlight, bringing up the blood mist Daodao!

All of a sudden, the shadow of the knife was vertical and horizontal, and the murderous aura was shut.

After the two infant spirits dodged the sweeping blades, two more sword flowers slashed up, and they couldn't dodge, and two blood flowers immediately bloomed on their chests.

The infant spirits attacked several times but couldn't attack them, and they wanted to retreat and had no way to retreat.

The Taiyin Soul Breaking Knife is faster than a knife, and the knife light is like rolling water, cutting continuously and cannot be cut.

The infant spirit is like a cow or sheep caught in a flood, how can it go ashore?

The bright sword light was followed by a scarlet blood mist, a large amount of blood mist was lost, and the two infant spirits invariably let out a terrible wail and turned into two red pillars of smoke.

The furnace flew out.

On the other side, Du Cao's condition was extremely poor, many infant spirits surrounded him and bit endlessly, the expression on his face was painful, and his originally thin but sturdy body turned out to be as thin as skin and bones.

But the fierce god on his back is becoming more and more ferocious, already covered in fire, and seems to be about to break free from the shackles of Du Cao's body, and is rushing out while catching ghosts!

Xu shouted, "The fierce god is coming out!"

Wang Qilin landed and rushed to Du Cao with his strength, and Xu was about to come to help with wide eyes, but it was too late.