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There was a sudden burst of low laughter in the banquet hall. This laughter seemed to be forced out of the throat. The friction of the vocal cords made people uncomfortable. What was certain was that the muffled laugh belonged to a man.

He Qianlin had never heard Mr. Qin's voice. She could have gone out, but after going out, there would be no one alive in this house. The people who turned into corpses are most concerned about their relatives. They will kill all relatives, and then use relatives The blood tempers one's own body, and slowly evolves from a living corpse. Maybe it will merge into the crowd again, maybe it will choose to be liberated, and take the sinful soul to the underworld to be burned, maybe it will choose to discard * and find a container to start again , and maybe seek revenge on the person who caused his corpse to change.

But there are limits to corpse transformation. Not all corpses can be transformed into corpses. Only a soul with too much resentment can trigger corpse transformation. Mr. Qin died so badly, it is very likely that he suffered inhuman torture before his death , so the resentment was generated, coupled with the specific environment, this resentment was preserved, so it led to the corpse change.

Of course, He Qianlin doesn't know what the specific environment is, so she can only infer these shallow truths. The most important thing right now is how to subdue Mr. Qin. The crying expression of the three-year-old baby flashed across He Qianlin's mind, Pursing his lips, he reached out and took out a lighter, and pressed it lightly.

The gentle flames jumped up, and He Qianlin raised her head in satisfaction, and found that Mr. Qin's head was floating in the air, with a torn throat underneath, and the pupils of his eyes were cloudy and whitish, like the eyes of a dead fish. A thin layer of white mist covered it, and it was floating at a distance of only twenty centimeters away from itself, staring straight at itself.

The visual impact made He Qianlin's heart tense, and the light of the fire made everyone look over subconsciously. When they saw this scene, they all cried out in alarm, and He Qianlin even smelled a fishy smell in the air.

Mr. Qin's mouth suddenly opened, his muscles pulled upwards, and he broke into a forced smile. He smiled at He Qianlin, the air in his throat rushed out, and just blew out the shimmering lighter, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

He Qianlin only felt that her trouser legs seemed to be pulled by something. She stretched out her hand and touched a severed hand. When He Qianlin touched the severed hand, she immediately turned around and pinched He Qianlin's wrist tightly. It was like breaking He Qianlin's wrist abruptly.

The severe pain made He Qianlin a little overwhelmed, and there was a sudden sound of breathing behind her ears. Without thinking, He Qianlin swung the severed hand on her wrist towards her back vigorously, hitting Mr. Qin's head like a baseball. Going far away, I can only hear a 'boom', I don't know where the head flew, and I don't know where the severed hand that was pinching my wrist hit again, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and I even breathed quietly. The sound seemed so abrupt.

No, what about the others?He Qianlin didn't dare to press the lighter again, because when the fire was on, she would feel blind for a short time, which might kill He Qianlin, so she couldn't be reckless.

"Can you hear...?" He Qianlin tried to speak, but the surroundings were still as quiet as if she was the only one. Did those family members disappear out of thin air?This banquet hall is only so big, where can those people go?After breaking Mr. Qin's body, isn't he still willing to let his family go?

He Qianlin simply took out a copper coin sword from the cloth bag, and slowly moved towards the direction of Mrs. Qin in her memory, carefully avoiding the round table, and came to Mrs. Qin's place, stretched out her feet to touch around, the unconscious Mrs. Qin in the picture disappeared. He Qianlin took a deep breath, stabilized her footing, and raised her foot to move towards another place in the memory where there were people.

Stretching out her feet and touching a person's body, He Qianlin decisively lit the lighter. The flash of light broke the original silence, and the successive screams reached He Qianlin's ears again. In the bright light, He Qianlin looked at her feet, and saw a man lying on the ground struggling constantly, her right hand was pinching her neck tightly, while her left hand kept pushing against her right hand.

The expression was full of fear, the eyeballs seemed to be popping out of their sockets, the mouth was wide open, and he couldn't make a sound when he wanted to scream. unconsciously.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for me to strangle myself. At most, I will be in a coma, and my hands will lose strength, but I am afraid of hallucinations. If Mr. Qin is pinching him in the hallucination, after he is unconscious, he will subconsciously feel I am already dead, so the brain will give the body dead instructions, causing the organs to fail one after another, leading to the real death of the whole person.

He Qianlin squatted down quickly, flicked the man's seal with her fingers, and then slammed the copper coin sword on the man's right hand.

The right hand that had been pinching his neck suddenly fell down weakly. The man inhaled hard to relieve the suffocation that he was unwilling to try again. He Qianlin could see the red and purple marks on his neck that she had pinched out by herself. Seeing He Qianlin holding the copper coin sword and thinking about what just happened, the man cried on the spot in fright, his nose and saliva dripped down his cheeks, and he refused to let go of He Qianlin's left leg.

"Help me, save me, please, I will give you as much money as you want, as long as you save me!"

He Qianlin shook her leg, trying to pull her leg out of the man's embrace, but the man took it as a life-saving straw and grabbed it tighter, all the snot and saliva wiped on He Qianlin's trouser leg. He Qianlin was a little dissatisfied with the light part, and grabbed the copper coin sword with her backhand and knocked the hilt hard on the back of the man's neck.

The man's body softened, and he fell backwards. He Qianlin just wanted to use the firelight to look at the positions of other people, but when she lifted her foot, she was pulled by the trouser legs and almost fell.

The lighter in her hand was also thrown out, and the entire banquet hall was once again plunged into darkness. He Qianlin stood up, only to feel that the hand holding her trousers had quietly disappeared.

There seemed to be a crying sound from the side. This sound was very strange, a bit like a choked sob from a person whose lips were covered. Judging from the sharpness of the voice, it should be a woman. Where is it?

He Qianlin listened attentively, and after a long time she firmly moved towards the upper left. After walking a few steps, a chill suddenly rose in her heart, no, didn't the person who was knocked out by her just now fell on her left side?Why are the steps under my feet empty, without any obstacles?

He Qianlin paused, and then slowly moved towards the direction she had just identified again as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, someone pushed her hard behind her. The object caused the body, which was about to fall forward, to sway and fall to the left to the ground.

There was a sudden stabbing pain in the right arm, and the hot feeling made He Qianlin feel a little painful. She frowned, and carefully touched the surroundings, and found that there was a person standing on the right. She was suddenly startled, and moved her hand up the trouser leg Touching it, He Qianlin breathed a sigh of relief when she touched the man's waist.

She was so afraid that she would find it was empty when she touched it. Fortunately, it was not Mr. Qin's leg. While groping, He Qianlin climbed up with the help of this person. Withdrawing her hand, it turned out to be a woman, but this woman's hand was stretched out in front of her, like a zombie, and she didn't move even being pulled by He Qianlin.

He Qianlin stood up straight, and touched down the woman's arm. When she touched the chair in the woman's hand, a chill suddenly rose in her heart.

One side of the back of the chair was broken, and the sharp cut was facing forward. If the copper coin sword hadn't been swung to the back of the chair just now, the cut would have directly inserted into his heart!

Generally, without a body as a medium, ghosts have no way to kill casually. The only way is mental interference. To put it bluntly, it is to make you look in a trance and see the illusion, and then kill you in the illusion. In the end, it is not the ghost that kills yourself. but yourself.

If the mental power is strong enough, you can not be confused by the illusion. Mr. Qin let everyone enter the illusion, but He Qianlin's spirit alone cannot be controlled by him, so he chose to manipulate others to end He Qianlin's life.

He Qianlin took a deep breath, knocked the woman unconscious with the hilt of her sword, and then became more cautious as she walked with her waist bent. She couldn't guarantee that there were no traps around, but she couldn't solve the current situation.

The arm was still in hot pain, He Qianlin touched it lightly, and the heart-wrenching pain made her gasp, she must have just been caught by the cut, thinking of the arm aimed at the cut and scratch in her heart, He Qianlin I feel extremely lucky.

"Sister, sister!" The clear and clear child's voice sounded from all directions, and the voice was full of joy: "Come and play with me, sister!"

He Qianlin frowned, feeling that the copper coin sword in her hand was a little unsteady, and stretched out her hand to stroke her eyebrows three times. The master said that when walking at night, she felt that the yang energy was not enough, so she stroked it three times like this Lowering the eyebrows can make the Yang fire more vigorous.

There was a sudden coldness around her neck, and He Qianlin felt her hair stand on end, and her body stiffened a little. The cold feeling became more and more obvious. Before He Qianlin could react, someone grabbed the neck on the left side. This hand seemed to be the hand of a child. , He Qianlin raised the copper coin sword vigorously and slapped it behind her.

The copper coin sword obviously hit the entity, but the strength of the hand between the neck did not relax at all, but became tighter and tighter. How does it feel to be pinched behind the back?He Qianlin was a little powerless, and she didn't know how to strike if she wanted to fight. With her back to the opponent, she couldn't use her strength at all, and the copper coin sword seemed to have lost its power.

He Qianlin only felt that her breathing was blocked, and her lungs seemed to be about to burst. Subconsciously, her left hand grabbed at the hands between her neck, but those hands were like iron clamps, and she couldn't shake them no matter what.

He Qianlin struggled vigorously, but still no trace of air entered her lungs, her hands and feet gradually lost strength, and even her mind began to slowly blur.