In this room, there are many people sitting around, some will express their opinions, and some will sit there in silence and watch.

Fan Cheng had just finished speaking, and a thin young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old who had been sitting there not far away stood up and said, "Three minutes." ”

His meaning was very clear, two minutes would be enough to stop Kui Lin in the alchemy hall from standing.

He came to a dark room.

There was no electric light in the darkroom, so he went in and lit an oil lamp.

The oil lamp sat on an old lampstand, illuminating a basin of pitch-black water on the low table below, the size of a normal washbasin, painted with strange incantations, like oracle bones, and interspersed with some eerie dark veined human faces.

But the water in the basin was pitch black, like ink, and when he looked down at the water, there was a reflection on it, and this was the curse water, and he had to cast a spell on the water in the basin every day, and he would put all his negative thoughts into the water.

When others went to serve him the spell basin, he was not idle, but took out a doll wrapped in black cloth from a box next to him.

The puppet is faceless, wooden, and smooth throughout, and the black seems to be black soaked in blood, which is extremely weird.

"It's a pity that without his hair and blood, I can only locate him by his birthdate, name, and experience. Ah Shui muttered.

There was a piece of paper in his hand, and on the paper was Kui Lin's information, which he put into the spell water.

The paper soon sank, and then he sank the paper with the birth date into the water, and he was seen putting the faceless puppet into it.

The puppet also sank into the water and was out of sight.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that he stretched out his finger and sketched on the surface of the cursed water, and as he sketched, the blurred image that originally reflected his own face actually changed, and changed to Kui Lin's face.

The face sank slowly, and it was actually merged with the faceless puppet.

Immediately after, he began to whisper some incantations in his mouth, and with his incantations, a basin of black water that was incomparably quiet actually made waves, as if some living creature was struggling underwater, trying to break through the drowning of the black water, but it was tightly wrapped in the black water.

Occasionally, something struggling under the water took the shape of a puppet he had just put in.

The people who were watching the live broadcast of this battle only saw Kui Lin, who was standing in the alchemy hall, suddenly opened his mouth, as if he was having trouble breathing, he tried hard to breathe, but saw that there seemed to be water overflowing from his mouth and nose.

The focus of the video is shortened, and Kui Lin's facial features are clearly presented on the screen, and those who care about him are worried at this moment, because in the mysterious world, anything can happen, and it is not impossible for a low level to kill a high level, as long as you seize the opportunity.

At this time, the class group he was in was quiet, and the excitement of the previous ten seconds was very different.

Kui Lin tilted his head, seven orifices flowed, and suddenly, he began to vomit, spitting out black water, a mouthful, spitting out, he bent down and vomited, and then almost lay on the ground and vomited, as if he wanted to strengthen all his internal organs.

And at this time, the class group began to speak.

"That should have been a dirty drowning technique just now. ”

Kui Lin spat out the water, indicating that the spell had been resisted by him. ”

"Anyway, what kind of spell did Kui Lin cultivate, how do I remember that the most he practiced was the art of fist and sword. ”

"I think he's been in the library all day and hasn't practiced spells at all. ”

"But after he graduated, should we go read more books? ”

"Did he graduate with a super physique and resist all kinds of spells?"

In the video, Kui Lin was still lying on his stomach, staring at the puddle of vomit, as if he didn't have the strength to stand up again.

In the dark room on the other side, Ah Shui was a little unwilling.

Looking at the spell water that had regained its calm, Kui Lin's face on the puppet under the spell water had dispersed, and when he wanted to scoop up the faceless puppet, he found that a face seemed to appear on the faceless puppet quickly.

That face made him feel so familiar, but there was a sense of strangeness, which was very weird.

"That's, I...... Target...... Face. ”

When he thought of this, the panic in his heart arose, and when he wanted to leave, he found that his body was uncontrollable and could not get up, so he watched it fixedly.

Then, his face slowly approached the mantra water in the basin.

His hands trembled, as if he was trying to hold his body to keep his head from falling.

It's just that his head seems to have an invisible force pulling him down, this is not the power of others, but the power of his own body, his consciousness has been half deterred, and it is gradually increasing.

It was as if he saw darkness, engulfing him inch by inch.

In my ears, I faintly heard a knock on the door.

"Mr. Ah Shui, Mr. Ah Shui......"

The call sounded like a distant place, and he wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he couldn't.

"Bang ......"

The door was slammed open from the outside, and Fan Cheng entered first, seeing that it was Ah Shui who had fallen headlong into his spell basin, and the black water was spreading towards his body, like a living thing.

Fan Cheng does not practice the curse method, but he knows very well that the curse water in this spell basin is sealed with the negative thoughts of its owner, and often collects evil thoughts and malice to feed the curse water to strengthen its power, so as to give birth to nightmare earlier.

The spell water in Ah Shui's spell basin did not give birth to a nightmare demon, otherwise, Ah Shui's body would probably have been devoured by the essence and blood of the soul.

He didn't rush to pull Ah Shui up, but reached out and stroked it above the black water, and a layer of fire often appeared on his hand, and the black water quickly faded back into the spell basin as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

However, when he pulled Ah Shui's face up, the black water was still attached to it, as if he was unwilling to give up.

With a wave of Fan Cheng's hand, a wisp of flame slashed down like a knife, and the black spell water fell instantly.

It's just that when everyone looked at Ah Shui's face, they found that his face seemed to melt, and the aura on his body was also very strange, as if it had been mutilated.

Fan Cheng looked into the black water of the spell basin again, but saw the puppet lying there quietly under the water, the puppet that was supposed to be faceless, but at this time it had a looming appearance, and the appearance was none other than Ah Shui's appearance.

"Mr. Xie, quick, take a look at ......" Fan Cheng's voice was a little anxious.

Mr. Xie is a doctor in the Fire Raven Spirit Hall, and being able to be a doctor in the Spirit Hall is not only a medical skill, but also proficient in the ability to unravel spells and attract souls, cross misfortune and refine medicines.

An old man with a wisp of beard walked in quickly, looked at Ah Shui's face, and then looked at the puppet in the cursed water, and quickly looked away, as if he was afraid that the puppet in the cursed water would scare his soul again, he said: "A wisp of Ah Shui's soul has been sucked into the puppet, and it must be drawn out as soon as possible, otherwise, it will never come out, and it will merge with the evil thoughts in the spell and become a nightmare." ”

"Then please Mr. Xie hurry up. Fan Cheng said.

"I did my best. ”

Fan Cheng was irritable, walked out, took out his mobile phone, and unplugged the phone, his chest rose and fell, suppressing anger.