My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

"When that man named Qin Yu came over just now, did you feel that something was wrong?" Yan Zhou rested the purple fire he was hitting with his fingertips, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes.

Xue Huan's mind was in a mess at that time, he couldn't turn his attention in time, and he didn't see the figure named Qin Yu clearly, so how could he notice that something was wrong.

Yan Zhou said: "That Qin Yu first raised his eyebrows with his hand, then turned around and ran around his fingers before running."

When he said this, Ah Song suddenly thought of the sister-in-law next door in the village. When she was holding a handkerchief, she would habitually wrap the handkerchief around her fingertips, then cover her mouth and chuckle.

The action was exactly the same as that of Qin Yu just now.

But he didn't know that Qin Yu was a man and sister-in-law was a woman, so there was no relationship between the two.

"Could it be that Qin Yu is actually a woman?" Ah Song had doubts about Qin Yu's gender since hearing Ting You's ambiguous voice.

"No, Qin Yu is a man, Ting You said it." Yan Zhou said: "But the soul in the body is not necessarily his."

"Soul capture?"

"Soul change!"

Ah Song and Xue Huan spoke at the same time, Yan Zhou nodded and said to Ah Song: "Shut up."

Yan Zhou narrated a creepy situation. If all impossible things happen in this illusion, then all seemingly normal people will be abnormal.

"There are murders and souls here, there are infant ghosts crossing the bridge, there are blood talismans for offering sacrifices to souls, so what else is there?"

Yanzhou raised an ordinary yellow talisman in his hand, with a faint light in his eyes, he said: "I kill a person, I can lock his soul, or occupy his body, to do things that are more beneficial to me With a wave of his hand, a blue fire ignited around the yellow talisman, covering the yellow talisman in a faint green light.

Ah Song's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said carefully, "Can I talk?"

Seeing his timidity, Xue Huan became angry, "Say!"

"When I was walking with Tingyou before, I found the old lady's body at the corner of a wall, the one in the alley. There was a bloody hole in her back and shoulder, which was terrible."

Yan Zhou still remembered that at that time he felt that things were a little strange on the surface. Although the woman supporting the old lady looked delicate, no matter how vicious the man was going to beat her, she always held the old lady's shoulder with one hand and kept One hand supported the old lady's waist.

The two hands never left the old lady's body.

"Assuming that the body of the woman supporting the old lady was not her own soul, and the purpose of the woman was to kill the old lady and seize her soul, the man who confronted her was not actually bullying them, but pushing the woman away. I want to save that old lady."

A thread snapped in Xue Huan's mind, and he said, "So it is possible that the man's body is not his own, and the words that the soul yelled out of his mouth were another words heard by others!"

"Today, I'm going to see how shameless a woman like you is."

——Don't believe her, she's killing people!

"Impossible, I must kill you today!"

——Why are you all looking at me, I want to save that old lady!

——It's not me, I'm not a bad person, why no one can hear me, things are not what you see.

Looking back at his consciousness, Xue Huan shuddered coldly, and said, "It's all messed up, why did they do this, aren't they all ordinary people, and they all want to leave here?"

Why do you hurt others like this.

Yan Zhou took a step back, raised his eyes and saw the gray moon in the sky, stained with faint blood.

"Ghosts and evil things give people power, and elders are greedy. What they want is self-control, the feeling of holding other people's lives in their hands; once there is the first time, there will be a second time, this is the illusion The original concept of Xuanshu - Lost."

Xue Huan had just come into contact with this secular world not long ago, and he still believed that evil is just born with monsters. Although ordinary men have petty greed and desires, they generally dare not go too far against the world. He said to Yan Zhou: "We guessed these things. What's next, what's next?"

Yan Zhou threw out two choices: "Either wait until the word appears on his card again; or, go directly to the location of the blood talisman."

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After weighing the two sides, they decided to act first, and waited for the words on Ah Song's cards to appear on the way to find the blood talisman.

Ah Song followed behind them anxiously. No one spoke on the road, which only increased the fear, so knowing that no one was paying attention to him, Ah Song chattered: "Will we really be unable to get out? What if we find them?" How about drawing a blood talisman because I need to kill someone? I dare not kill someone, and my father didn’t teach me to kill someone.”

Sure enough, he was the only one talking to himself all the way, but suppressed his crying and said: "I am left with my father alone, if I die, he will be so sad, I still have to save him..."

Yan Zhou used his spiritual breath to concentrate on tracking the smell of the blood spell, and was annoyed by his non-stop nagging all the way, so he wanted to crush him to death, so he said to Xue Huan, who was also stretching his spiritual breath to identify the direction: "Can you throw him away?" go out."

Xue Huan was puzzled: "Where to throw it?"

Yan Zhou frowned: "Annoyance, you brought it." You are in charge.

Xue Huanfang looked back at the follower who was following behind, a small face with criss-cross tears and messy hair, it was pitiful to think about it, if it wasn't for his father, he wouldn't suffer here now, crying is silent, Xue Huan thought Soft, it's not easy to yell at him to shut up, so I can only say: "Don't cry, everything will be fine, don't be afraid."

Although the road ahead is confusing, and there are still several layers of danger to be explored, it is just a few nice words, which at least give people some comfort.

"Can I still go out, can I see my dad, I don't want to die here, I want to get out quickly, I also want to-" Ah Song babbled on, Yan Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, and took a shut-up sign On his mouth, Asong was suddenly speechless.

"If you wait until you finish persuading him, the remaining six blood talismans will have been drawn long ago." Yan Zhou greeted Xue Huan's appearance of wanting to say a break, and opened his mouth. He glanced at the subdued Ah Song, Said: "A mortal, no amount of nonsense is useless."

Xue Huan looked at Ah Song, with a talisman stuck on his mouth, he looked like a captured zombie, although the two big eyes stared at him blankly.Xue Huan pretended not to see him, and at the same time felt sorry for him, he scolded Yan Zhou for being unreasonable, but he chased after him physically, and identified the location of the blood talisman with him.

With his head down, Ah Song followed slowly, like a bullied zombie.

I don't know how far I have gone, where I am now, Yan Zhou's ears are closed to the small voices coming from all directions, but he still finds nothing.

Xue Huan floated Da Yin in front of him, tapped a little spiritual method after a while, and struck the head of Da Yin's stick. The echo waves generated by the collision of the two phases dispersed and then hit back.He was counting every step he took, but he tapped once counting twenty steps from the beginning, and then knocked as he wanted, and it was all luck whether he could return some other sound from the echo.

Ah Song was turned into a "dumb" by Yan Zhou, unable to speak, and wanted to know if they had heard anything so far, so he poked Xue Huan's arm, waved his hand and said: Did you hear anything?

Xue Huan walked for a long time in the quiet environment like a chicken, and he was a little tired. Just about to say no, the echo of the big voice swirled back, bringing back a few howls of ghosts and wolves.

He paused on his feet, looked at the golden echo ripples smeared on the head of the stick, tapped a hand on it, and listened to the echo echoes sent back again, still crying ghosts and howling wolves.

It's a ghost cry and a wolf howl in the true sense.

Yan Zhou probably heard it too, stopped in his tracks, frowned suddenly, and said, "Something's wrong."

When he was in Mingchuan, in order to lure Yanzhou out, Xue Huan once listened to ghosts crying at a graveyard, and the grand occasion was similar to now, but it was an illusion created, but now, these ghost cries really seem to come from hell. from inside.

"I feel it too." Xue Huan looked around, and then looked up at the sky in all directions. The gray moon hanging high in the dark was gone, and the sky was oppressively dark.

Ah Song's cards suddenly moved. He opened them to call out, but he couldn't make a sound.He felt that his body was light and floating, as if he was lying on a calm lake, the lake water was beating against his body gently, the sky above his head was blue, and everything around him was warm.

However, Ah Song choked for breath—he felt his body was like a plate of loose sand, and his skin began to crack.

The floating card flipped a few times in the air, oozing bright red blood, and finally the card floated with the word "成", and then disappeared in a puff of white smoke.

The surrounding buildings changed, and the row upon row of houses began to sink. Except for the road under their feet, after the other places sank, a watchtower and a huge stone tablet bound by chains rose up. The bones and rotting corpses on the ground are frightening.

The ground shook for a while, the road behind him broke, and a large area sank, turning into a sea of ​​flames.

Xue Huan staggered a few steps, turned back to call Ah Song, and found that there was no one behind him, and a trace of blood mist dispersed in the air.

People, he thought, at the same time, blood-red runes appeared above the sky, sixteen in total.

Xue Huan shouted: "What's going on?!"

Isn't there still six blood-red spells that haven't been drawn yet?

Yan Zhou knew well that old casino gamblers were reckless, but he didn't expect that the evil place would be shameless. He calmly said, "Maybe there are only you and me left here." The rest of the people may all be dead at some point.

The sixteen blood talismans gathered in the sky, and suddenly a thunderbolt struck, and little ghosts and ghosts began to emerge from the bright red talisman patterns.

Xue Huan shook hands with Da Yin, the body of the stick was filled with tumbling spirits, ready to call at any time.

Suddenly, several black and thick iron chains flew over from the watchtower in front of him, each of which carried an attack, Xue Huan and Yan Zhou hurriedly changed their shapes to dodge.

The iron chain flew for a while, then stopped, and the little ghost over there started to make trouble.Xue Huan would break up a few little ghosts, and the Yin spirit over there attacked him. After a few rounds, he was accidentally bitten by a skeleton spirit who opened his mouth and bit his wrist. The sound died out, and fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a piece of broken copper and iron, and he himself seemed to have suddenly lost his strength, and sat down on the ground.

Yanzhou thought he was injured, and shouted while dealing with the monster: "Xue Huan!"

Xue Huan wanted to stand up, but he was unable to support the ground with his hands. Before he could support his legs, the ground under him suddenly sank. He let out a cry of surprise and fell.

Yan Zhou, who was wrestling with the Yin spirit, had just pinched one, and when he looked back and saw him fall, he shouted "bone", and the copper thorns flew out behind him, turning into a flying chain sword, one end of which was held in Yan Zhou's hand , and the other end rushed down into the sea of ​​flames according to his will to catch Xue Huan's falling body.

Due to distraction, Yan Zhou was touched by a skeleton spirit on the back of his neck. He suddenly lost strength, but at the last moment, he wrapped the flying chain around his wrist several times, and with the other hand, he pressed the upward lookout opening and inserted it. A piece of iron soldier's head, and then clenched tightly.

Blood gushed from his palm and wet his sleeves.

Yan Zhou firmly held Tie Bing's head, his body was hanging in the air, and he could see the ghosts flying around in the sky when he raised his eyelids.

With a heavy heart, he greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of these flying ghosts over and over.

Perhaps his scolding was heard by these petty ghosts. In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhou was surrounded by dirty things with teeth and claws.

He stared at these blue-green fluorescent monsters, his hands were already numb, but he didn't care at all, as if he saw the man behind the scenes, he said coldly: "I want to see who you are. "

But when he finished speaking, three skeleton hands reached into his chest. Yanzhou felt a dull pain, and the flying chain that was holding Xue Huan almost loosened. He was startled suddenly and gasped for breath.

"Yan Zhou!"

When the sound came, the pulling force in his hand was gone, Yan Zhou turned his head, saw Da Yin first, and then Xue Huan who was following him.

"Damn it, these brats are untouchable!"

Just a touch would take a while, and if it wasn't for Yanzhou's copper thorns holding him back, his flesh and blood would have been fed into the sea of ​​fire and turned into a puddle of water.

Da Yin stirred up the spiritual method and smashed the Yin spirits around Yan who were watching the theater, and then saw his hand nailed to the iron soldier's head, he was shocked and angry, "Are you sick, put your hand on it! "

The ghost power of the skeleton spirit lingering on Yan Zhou's body was useless, and a stream of spirit flowed back from his veins, so he pulled out the hand nailed to the iron soldier's head without hesitation, without saying a word.

Xue Huan knew that he poked a hole in the palm of his hand to save himself, and he didn't understand why he did it, but because of the life-saving grace of the copper thorn just now, he stopped his irritable thoughts and lowered his volume: "It hurts!" what?"

Yan Zhou stared at his palm, the moment it penetrated into Tie Bing's head, it was a little painful, after all, he lost his strength, and without the spiritual body protection, he was only a mortal body, but fortunately, the spiritual power flowed back, and he could Automatically heals his wounds.

"Small injury." He said, shook his hand lightly, and unfolded it again, intact as before.

Xue Huan had mixed feelings in his heart, and began to have doubts about the elusive devil beside him. He wanted to kill him several times, but in the end, when he was in danger, he came to save him instead.

Could it be that Yan Zhou's nature is not bad, and it's really his mission to kill him wholeheartedly.

"Hey, if something happens later, you will be behind me—" Xue Huan wanted to return him a favor, but before he could say anything smooth, Yan Zhou raised a finger and said, "Look at the sky."