Otherworldly Merchant

When we got back, Ms. Wu was curling on the couch, staring dead at Tarzan Stone.

I asked Ms. Wu if anyone had come, and Ms. Wu said that someone had just knocked on the door, and she looked through the cat's eye and found out that it was a strange man.

Bearing in mind our lesson, Ms. Wu did not open the door, but the person persisted in not leaving. Finally, Ms. Wu informed the community security before finally sending the other party away.

The T-shirt man immediately said that Ms. Wu was doing the right thing. If the door was opened, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Ms. Wu went to the kitchen to make us breakfast, while the T-shirt man took out the body wax collected and asked me to find some hard paper. He rolled the hard paper into a barrel, roughly candle thick, and stuffed the corpse wax into the cartridge with his bare hands and rubbed it together.

Soon, five or six dead waxes were rubbed out by us. Just at this time, Ms. Wu also brought her breakfast, which was a hamburger hot dog... I suddenly lost my appetite when I looked at a hot dog that was about the same color and shape as a corpse wax.

I rubbed it over and over in the bathroom and it still smelled like a corpse on my arm, making me sick.

Next, wait for the night to arrive.

The T-shirt man's plan is to keep the stock waiting for the rabbit!

Since the other party uses the Tarzan stone as a method, if we threaten the dead soul in the Tarzan stone tonight, the dead soul will naturally repel the other party, as long as it threatens the other party's life, without fear that the other party will not ask forgiveness.

As I waited during the day, I discovered that a garbage collection station not far from the school district had caught fire, and the fire, the smoke, and even the smoke had spread to our neighborhood, and the air smelled like burning.

Later, we learned from the community security that the fire had burned down four or five garbage collectors, and coincidentally, the police found some women's jewelry in the garbage collectors, which was the jewelry of the daughter of the owner of the cement factory who had been kidnapped and disappeared the other day! Interesting how an accidental fire solved a kidnapping.

I'm afraid it was just me and the T-shirt guy who knew that this anonymous fire was caused by the ghost of a girl, right? These people really deserve to die.

In the vagueness, I saw a girl hanging in a rolling smoke, smiling at me, and disappearing along the rolling smoke. Before she disappeared, she bowed down to me.

So I asked the T-shirt guy if there was a difference between heaven and hell. Did the girl kill someone and end up in heaven or hell?

The T-shirt man said with emotion, "This kind of thing knows for sure. ”

The night soon arrived, the T-shirt man let Ms. Wu and Xiaoqing hide in the bedroom, no matter what you hear, don't come out.

The T-shirt man pressed down the Tarzan stone with a large stone. Near the stone, he lit four or five corpse waxes and snapped a large black pot on it. Then turn off all the lights in the living room, leaving only one little night light.

The light on the night light was very faint, and I could only see the big black pot blurred.

The T-shirt man stood next to the black pot, one hand stretched out, placed on the black pot and read words in his mouth.

I held the Wolf Whip in my hand and quietly stood aside. As long as there was anything wrong with this big black pot, the T-shirt man couldn't hold it, I helped him forward.

Our enemies are very strong this time, otherwise the T-shirt man would not have been injured.

Dark rooms, depressed vibes, sealed spaces, and a hint of corpse in the room make me nervous.

At first, only the men in the room read words in the mouth of the T-shirt, but soon there began to be an echo, a roaring noise, a big black pot trembling, a sound that collided with the glass coffee table.

I was so angry, I stared at the big black pot!

The big black pot was trembling more and more, and I felt like one of them was crashing into the big black pot, the candlelight of the corpse wax, drilling out through the gap between the black pots, and I could clearly see a shadow floating back and forth in the black pot.

The T-shirt man pressed the hands of the black pot, and as the black pot trembled up and down, his forehead was all sweaty.

“Come here, help me.” As the blackpot trembled more and more, the T-shirt man obviously worked a lot harder, and the blues on his face protruded and seemed to be getting impatient.

So I ran up and pressed my hands all over the black pot.

But the moment my arm touched the black pot, I clearly felt a powerful deterrent that was released from the black pot. That black pot was like 100,000 volts of high-voltage electricity, electricity on my arm, making my arm numb for a while.

At the same time, that soul's sense of know-how, coming again, made me a little impotent, dizzy, cracked my head.

This black pot isn't just a physical attack, it's a mental attack!

I had to bite the tip of my tongue, spit blood on the palm of my hand and soften the attack, but it didn't work. I had to wrap the Wolf around my neck, bite hard, and the impact on my spirit finally eased.

But after all, I was too weak. Even with the help of Wolf's whip and tongue pointy blood, my strength quickly drained, and I couldn't hold on to it.

If you look at the T-shirt man again, you can't hold onto it, he's pale, and he doesn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

“Break!” The T-shirt man suddenly yelled when I felt like I couldn't hold on. Immediately afterwards, the black pot was like a pot, smashed by a T-shirt man.

And at that moment when the big black pot was shattered, I clearly saw a black shadow, ejected from the big black pot and stood at the corner of the wall.

The corpse wax also stopped burning, just now the noisy room, the blinking kung fu became quiet, only me and the T-shirt man breathed heavily.

Though my brain aches, I don't have time to ignore that headache, but to look in the direction of the shadows.

The shadow curled up, slowly stretched out, and I was frightened by it.

This is indeed a human figure, but this size is several times bigger than a normal person's body. At this moment, his head is against the ceiling, his feet are on the ground, a pair of red eyes, staring at us dead...

I take a sip of cool air. What the hell is this? Why are you so tall?

I grabbed the Wolf Whip and knew that this battle was inevitable, so I simply raised the Wolf Whip and prepared to fight the Black Shadow to death.

But the T-shirt man stopped me and sat on the floor in a sitting position, reading words.

That huge thing, it actually reads words in its mouth, makes some very strange syllables, and it sounds like animals are screaming.

After a moment, the T-shirt man opened his eyes, let me open the door and remove the exorcism from the door.

I'm surprised, T-shirt man. Are you ready to send this ghost away? The T-shirt guy looked at me and told me to just do what he said.

In the end, I was helpless and had to go and remove the exorcism and open the door.

The shadow immediately snatched out the door, bringing out a strong cold wind, and blinking kung fu disappeared from the corridor.

The T-shirt man immediately pulled out the compass, shouted "catch up” and ran out like lightning.

I immediately shouted in Ms. Takebu's room: “Close the doors and windows, affix the exorcism mark, and don't come out! ”

Then it followed closely.

I caught up with the T-shirt guy and asked him why he let that ghost go.

The T-shirt man said, "That's a Tarzan ghost. Without Tarzan stone, you and I are not his rivals at all. It was forcibly sealed in the Tarzan stone, and now it's so easy to come out, it's bound to be the one to go backwards and seal it, we just follow it and we'll definitely find the guy who sealed it. ”

I was shocked and nodded, following the T-shirt guy all the way out of the neighborhood.

The compass has been guiding us into that deserted, smokeless little forest behind the community. Shortly after entering the forest, we saw a red light flourishing not far away, and there seemed to be tragic beasts and people screaming for fear.

If you're right, the culprit should be there. Tarzan ghosts should be fighting each other right now.

The T-shirt man rushed to put away the compass and flushed me up.

As we approached, a young man was found fighting with the vast shadow. Despite the men's efforts to solve the problem, Tarzan ghosts are still forcing him to step back, and he can't hold on to it.

The fierce Tarzan ghost, is he a normal magician who can do it? So it wasn't long before the man was crushed to the ground by the Tarzan ghost.

The Tarzan ghost was fierce like a tiger, hitting each other with his body constantly. Although there were no scars on the surface of the man, the man's consciousness was becoming weaker and his body began to become uncoordinated.

I know this is why the Tarzan ghost is about to knock his soul out of the body.

Finally, they couldn't hold on and started shouting for help.

The T-shirt man didn't say a word and jumped out.