Otherworldly Merchant

Shortly after lying down, the door knocked. I opened the door and it was Sunday's wife. She said with anxiety: "Master, my grandmother just called to say that the thing was messing with her. Please help me! ”

“Shit. ”

I slapped my thighs and ran downstairs with my clothes on. How could I have forgotten that the cunt had suffered a loss on my part and could have done it to the old lady in anger?

When I ran out of the neighborhood, I called a taxi and lost $500 to get the driver to the old lady's motel as fast as possible.

When I arrived at the motel, I saw the old lady lying unharmed on the couch, so I took a breath and asked her what happened.

Who knows that the old lady didn't answer me, but instead asked me, “How's my son? Is he safe? ”

Looking at her, she wasn't on the same channel with me at all. I suddenly had a slight hunch and frowned and asked, “Ma'am, haven't anything really happened in the hotel since I left? ”

“I'm the only wife that can do anything. ”

The old lady saw my expression, like she realized something, and said nervously, “What's going on? ”

“Something's wrong.” I didn't explain much. I ran to the bungalow in the back and found the box on the Eight Immortals table missing!

Then the old lady walked in and saw this scene open her mouth and her face was incredibly paralyzed on the ground: “Before you came, I had just checked it once. How could it be gone if it wasn't there? ”

“It doesn't seem to hold...” I said in a shady face.

The compass was then pulled out and gently turned around the Eight Immortals table, and the pointer trembled violently as it turned to the southeast direction, indicating that there was a pubic atmosphere here, and the box was likely to have slipped away from the southeast.

Then I slowly moved forward as instructed by the pointer, and I noticed a gap of about a square meter in the southeast corner of the house.

The box must have gone out along the mouth, the old lady saw my eyebrows locked, explaining: “This is a coal pit that was dug in earlier years, and the hole was used to throw waste coal slag outward. ”

“Stay at home, madam. ”

There was no point in discussing why the hole was used at this moment. I gave an order, and then I couldn't help but get dirty. I buried my head and drilled out along the dark hole, and started asking Lingdao to step forward.

Generally speaking, you can't open your eyes when asking for spirits, but I need to use a compass to determine where the shadow leaves off, only with your scalp open.

This time he was invited by a little boy in a red belly pocket with a surprisingly big head and blue light in his eyes.

Perhaps the compass in my hand made it feel threatened. It kept shaking under me. I looked at him and said, "Don't be afraid. This compass is used against evil spirits. You can send me to the place without losing your reward."

It obviously understood what I was saying, and it was getting faster and faster, and everything in front of it was flying behind me. I always followed the directions of the pointers and eventually decided that the box was going to Sunday's house.

When I stopped, I poured a few more drops of blood on the ground, which was considered a reward for little boys. Kids like it were easy to scatter their souls, which is why I helped our business by changing some blood to maintain our souls.

Self-sufficient ghosts are much stronger than those who hurt people if they can't move!

Then I walked toward Sunday's house and saw Sunday's wife sitting at the door without waiting. Her hands were on her knees, her head raised, her eyes stuck on the roof, and the movement was weird.

I just wanted to ask her what happened, and there was the sound of snapping and smashing in the house. I shook my head, turned around and rushed into the room and saw a red shadow floating towards Sunday's room.

Although I saw only one back shadow, I noticed that its lower leg was empty, indicating that the spirits did not have feet.

Then I noticed under my feet that everything in the room that could be dropped had been dropped all over the place, and the water heater, the table and chair bench pieces were all over the floor.

I couldn't help but think that the Yin Spirit was strange enough to break things if I couldn't move, and it was powerful enough to break everything into pieces.

In my stunned kung fu, there was another scream in the room, followed by another crackling noise.

Home defensemen were in the old lady's hotel, I was stealing time from the spirits, so I didn't come to pick up anything. I could only pick up a few unused cactus balls from the ground at the moment, and then rushed into the house with my scalp.

The moment I went in, a red mist poured towards me. Before I could chew the cactus ball, the whole person was struck out and heavily fell to the ground.

“Cough...”

My throat was sweet and I couldn't help but spit out a bite of blood, followed by severe pain in my chest, as if it had been fried once in a hot oil pan.

Bean-sized sweat beads seeped out of my forehead, and I rolled on the ground like a recurrent drug addict, shaking uncontrollably. I know that just a cactus ball can alleviate the pain immediately, but my hands shake so hard that I can't grasp anything at all.

At this time, a figure came out of the room, and I looked at it with all my spare time, and the discovery of terror turned out to be Sunday's wife!

She gauged me with a smile, holding a broken steel saw blade in her hand: "Find death. ”

This is the voice of the Yin Spirit. It looks like Sunday's wife was possessed by the Yin Spirit. I'm relieved. Then suddenly realized something was wrong, since she was possessed by a ghost, who was the woman sitting outside the door?

Without waiting for me to think clearly, there was a pain in my ankle, and I looked down and I couldn't help but sweat.

She sat on my lap and saw my legs with a steel saw blade, and I couldn't do anything!

At this juncture, the door of the room made a loud noise, followed by a blurred shadow flying towards the woman's fingers.

As it approached, I saw that this was the red belly pocket boy who had just helped me catch up, and when he got here, he didn't stop at all and tried his best to bite Sunday's wife's middle finger.

The middle finger is the most bloodthirsty place for human sperm, especially after being squeezed, the sun in the finger is instantly released. So a lot of people get carried away by ghosts, they get rid of ghosts with their fingers in chopstick clips.

The little boy seemed to suddenly try to save me!

The Yin spirits in the box were sawing my feet physically and mentally. The little boy beat me by surprise. After a scream, he left Sunday's wife and then turned into a red shadow with no legs and pounded over the little boy.

He watched the little boy get caught and screamed painfully. I chewed my teeth off and screamed as hard as I could, and my body sat up and quickly picked up a cactus ball from the ground and put it in my mouth.

After a few chews, the heat dissipates quickly and the pain in the chest decreases.

“Fuck you. ”

There was no other way at the moment, I shouted, biting the tip of my tongue hard, a bite of blood spitting on the spirits, and it suddenly started to smoke.

Probably felt my threat, this guy let go of the little boy, and then Tiger looked at me.

From its hesitancy, the guy was scared too, and when I ran out of tongue-tipped blood, there was really nothing left to attack.

The cactus ball keeps me safe, but it doesn't keep the little boy.

At one time, I and the Yin spirits dared not move first, looking at each other, and the situation became delicate for a moment.

But I know that dragging this thing down is likely to react, deciding to gamble right away. I twisted my head and whipped up the heavenly wolf I had placed on the ground, pretending to read a spell and pulled the gesture toward it.

It was hesitant for a second, and without waiting for the whip to fall on it, it became a red fog and fled.

When it completely left, I relieved myself and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

When the little boy floated in front of me, he smiled. Instead of looking horrible at the moment, I thought it was kind, so I tried to ask, "Do you want to follow me? ”

I asked because Grandpa once told me that some helpless kids really wanted us to adopt and avoid a spiritual break-up.

With good luck, you might still be able to pay off the sun. The adoption of a child by a T-shirt man is a good example, and it also has a chance to survive.

It's just a shame my soul broke apart to help me.

Although the adoption of a child in this way is a good fortune, it is essentially different from the cult who keeps the murderer. But I'm still not used to having a kid around, mostly looking for a suitable kid for a T-shirt guy.

Sure enough, after I asked, the little boy nodded quickly, then lowered his head and played with his fingers, some of them afraid to look at me.

Afraid I'll say no, I guess?

I laughed and found a blank piece of paper that folded into a thousand cranes, then dripped a few drops of blood on it, indicating that the little boy flew in.

Seeing me promise him, the little boy instantly danced with his hands and feet, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three heads at me, then turned into a piece of smoke and flew into a thousand paper cranes.

Then I stuffed a thousand paper cranes in my pocket and walked into the room and found Sunday lying dying in bed, beside him laying the copper leather case.

Looks like the Yin Spirit was really frightened by me. I didn't dare go back to the Yin Spirit, but this is exactly what I wanted!