Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 32 Beheading
"Advancing an inch, looking forward to Shu, your own life is still in my hands, and you dare to threaten me in turn, who gave you the courage?"

Luo Yi's eyes were gloomy and cold, and the smell of burning incense paper candles in the ghost domain gradually became stronger, and the blood-red "Sacrifice" on the stone tablet behind him was so scarlet that it seemed to bleed.

"What are you doing, don't act rashly, or I'll strangle her to death!" Wang Dong's expression changed drastically, seeing Luo Yi with a cold face, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I've told you that I saved her life, and it was twice, that is to say, she owed me two lives, not I owed her, and even if she died because of me, it would be nothing more than Let her give me back my life, why do you think you can hold me?"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Yi flipped the ghost domain over, swept the ghost ruler in his hand, and the chains behind him were biting like snakes.

"Go!"

He Jun immediately revived Li Gui, footsteps sounded, first one, then two, three, four
In just a moment, there were the sounds of more than a dozen people walking in the ghost domain, either fast or slow, or the tapping of high-heeled shoes, or the briskness of sports shoes, or the dragging of slippers.

The ghost he controls is called Ghost Footsteps, which can imitate the sound of human footsteps. As long as you get close to the opponent's footsteps, you can confine the opponent's legs and keep them in place.

Jiang Quan's reaction was not slow either. He stretched out his right hand, and the thick knuckles squirmed for a while, and then the black nails pierced the flesh and grew out of the fingertips.

The pitch-black ghost nails were covered with blood, weird and sharp. This is why Wang Dong said before that he didn't even wash the blood off his hands. With these ghost nails, the blood would never be washed clean.

As for Wang Dong, he didn't have any chances at this time, he threw Meng Yi out, trying to block the ghost ruler that was coming down from him.

The ghost ruler whizzed past, and the traces of blood on it became thicker and thicker. It looked terrifying, but when it touched Meng Yi, it suddenly dissipated, and the chain rolled up Meng Yi and disappeared into the darkness.

"Fake, you lied to me!" Wang Dong shouted angrily, and now they lost their last life-saving talisman.

"When did I tell you this is true?" Luo Yi sneered.

In the ghost domain, true and false can be changed, gathering and dispersing according to one's heart.

"Cover me!"

Wang Dong stirred up supernatural powers, and a pair of ghost hands immediately appeared in front of Luo Yi. They were cold and dry with the smell of corpses and blood, the knuckles were rotten and gray, and the spots of dead people were all over the place. They immediately covered Luo Yi's sight and made him lose the most intuitive sense instantly. perception.

At this time, the ghost's footsteps also successfully imitated Luo Yi's footsteps, and Luo Yi's legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them up.

The ghost's nails cut through the pitch-black ghostly aura, and Jiang Quan pointed at Luo Yi's neck.

Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, Luo Yi showed a pale smile, "I told you all, in the ghost domain, the real and the fake are changed, you are still too stupid."

Luo Yi's original figure dissipated, and a ghost ruler was drawn on He Jun's body from behind, to deal with the enemy first to solve the control, this is Luo Yi's experience in playing games for many years.

Just one foot away, He Jun fell to the ground immediately, his back and spine broke, and even the ghost in his body fell into complete silence.

Luo Yi can withstand the suppression of the ghost ruler, but it doesn't mean that these ordinary ghost masters can bear it.

As the chain dragged, Wang Dongjiang and the others watched He Jun being dragged into the darkness, not knowing whether he was going to die or not.

"Next!"

Luo Yi's cold voice continued to be heard, and in all directions, countless Luo Yi came out of the darkness, all holding the ghost ruler in their hands without exception.

"What to do, which one is true?" Jiang Quan looked at the ghost ruler falling like rain, and fell into despair, "I knew it and got out of the car by myself, thinking that I was lucky, this trip would solve the recovery of the ghost, I didn't expect In the end, it was a catastrophe of life and death.”

Jiang Quan lowered his arms and let the ghost ruler fall.

A figure in the ghost domain disappeared again.

The chains passed through, and the sound of clattering was deafening. Wang Dong looked at the pale and indifferent Luo Yi, and cursed viciously, "One day, you will die in the hands of evil spirits, I will wait for you below, I will wait to see you Die badly!"

"Then just wait!"

Luo Yi felt ruthless in his heart, and the ghost domain cooperated with the chain to crush Wang Dong's body into powder, leaving only a piece of gray and rotten ghost hand, which was the body of the ghost cover the eye.

The ghost domain dispersed, and only Meng Yi, ghost hands, ghost feet, and ghost nails remained on the ground, and the rest of the corpses were buried deeply by Luo Yi.

"Is this the real power of evil spirits? Can you revive my friend? As long as you can revive my friend, I will do anything you ask me to do." Meng Yi knelt down in front of Luo Yi, praying constantly.

"Do you know why people like us are called ghost masters?" Luo Yi asked.

Meng Yi shook his head blankly.

"Because we use the power of ghosts, and ghosts are only responsible for killing people. Saving people is something only God can do."

"But at least you can protect your relatives and friends, can't you, and I can't do anything but troublesome people here?" Meng Yi raised her head, thinking of her best friend who died just one step away from her, her eyes widened. Sour, but no more tears come out.

Luo Yi bent down and put the three ghosts on the ground into three small gold boxes.

"I want to be a ghost master like you!" Meng Yi stared at Luo Yi with wide-eyed, firm eyes.

"You don't even know what a ghost master is, you want to be a ghost master." Luo Yi snorted coldly.

"I know, I heard it all in the car, ghost masters have great power, but at the same time they are also threatened by a short lifespan, they have to fight against the evil spirits in their bodies all the time, and they are in danger of dying at any time." Meng Yi stood Get up and retort.

"So are you ready to die?"

"What do you think is the difference between my appearance and my death?" Meng Yi smiled miserably, "Please help me, even if I die, I won't have any complaints."

This is the case in Seventh Middle School and the ghost bus, Meng Yi has had enough of feeling powerless, she wants to change, she wants to save the people around her, she doesn't want to be a burden to others, and she is worried and frightened in the midst of supernatural events. disturbed.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you." Luo Yi took out more than a dozen small boxes about ten centimeters square on his body, and lined them up. A note was pasted on each small box, recording the evil spirits inside. Information.

"In 10 minutes, choose one by yourself and let the ghost blend into your body. If you survive it, you will become a ghost master. If you can't survive it, I will collect the corpse for you."

Luo Yi left with his hands behind his back, no longer interfering with Meng Yi's choice.

Becoming a ghost master is a very risky thing, and there may not be such a lucky person among thousands of people, and this short-lived lucky person will also be corrupted and died by evil spirits in the near future.

That is to say, from the moment of contact with evil spirits, the outcome of death is already doomed, the difference is nothing more than the difference in the life span of an hour, a day, a month, or a year.

Meng Yi selected one from a row of boxes containing evil spirits, tightly pinched the edge of the box with his ten fingers, his face was firm, Luo Yi's cold voice echoed in his head,

"If you die, it's your fate. If you live, it's your luck. Whether you live or die, it's all up to you."

(End of this chapter)