Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

The speed of the evil ghost killing people was faster than expected. Just after killing a ghost master, the sound of ding ding ding rang out again.

"Come with me, Sun Rui, and grab it."

Holding the knife with his left hand, Luo Yi pushed his feet hard, and he jumped out suddenly.

However, after only a dozen steps, the voice stopped abruptly.

For a moment, everyone froze and their breathing stopped.

As soon as the sound stops, the evil spirit's curse will be triggered, but I don't know which unlucky guy it will be.

Liu Weiming, Liu Xinyue, and Liu Cunhao also gathered together involuntarily. Luo Yi stopped and looked around coldly, observing whether anyone would be attacked by evil spirits.

next moment.

A terrified cry came.

It was Liu Weiming, who was wearing a black shirt and sweating profusely. He suddenly lost his feet and sank into the mud. This situation is like walking on a thin ice surface. If you don’t pay attention, you will fall to your death. .

Just as the voice sounded, a golden cane popped out, and it happened to be stuck under Liu Weiming's armpit, slowing down his sinking tendency.

It turned out that Sun Rui made the move, and he was right next to Liu Weiming, so he reacted the fastest.

The golden cane is straight and horizontal. Originally, with Sun Rui's ability, it was easy to lift a person, but suddenly, a huge force came from the cane. Sun Rui's face changed, and he discarded the cane directly, and changed to grasping it with both hands. Live on Liu Weiming's shoulders.

He exerted great force, and his ten hard knuckles clasped Liu Weiming tightly like eagle claws.

"father!"

Liu Weiming's sons and daughters also reacted, holding Liu Weiming's arms one from the left and the other from the right, with the soles of their feet firmly on the ground, leaning back hard, exerting force in a posture of pulling a carrot.

"Help, help."

In the mud, Liu Weiming felt that his body was being pulled by cold palms, trying to pull himself directly into the ground. He struggled hard, but it was useless. The speed of this subsidence did not change with the rescue of the three people. It was slow, but contrary to common sense, there was some acceleration.

Luo Yi turned around and kicked on the ground, his body flickered, and he appeared in front of Liu Weiming in an instant. He didn't reach out to save him, but stomped hard, and a golden ghost suddenly plunged into the ground.

Liu Weiming felt a chill on his legs, as if a ball of ice water poured down from above, and then the suspension under his feet disappeared, and some hard objects appeared, he didn't care what they were, and hurriedly stepped on the ground. Pushing, trying to save myself.

Luo Yi's ghost domain brushed past Liu Weiming and continued to extend downwards, but soon encountered his opponent. The bottom was like a resolute granite, no matter how hard Luo Yi tried, he could not invade at all.

A sense of deadly threat came, Luo Yi's eyelids twitched, he hurriedly withdrew his supernatural powers, and retreated back.

"Why does this thing feel strangely familiar?"

"Huh~huh~" Liu Weiming has been pushed out by Luo Yi's ghost domain at this moment, he is sitting on his back on the ground, cold sweat has already wetted the few hairs, forming strands of hair bun on his forehead, It looks a little ridiculous.

But the people at the scene did not laugh, but fixed their eyes on his two legs.

Liu Weiming's heart was pounding, and it took a few seconds for him to come back to his senses. He followed the gazes of several people and lowered his head, "My leg!"

I saw black palm prints all over the originally healthy legs at this moment. These palm prints were big or small, some were thick, some were slender, densely packed, covering both calves.

"No wonder we couldn't pull him up, so there are so many ghosts pulling him down," Sun Rui said, "If Team Luo didn't react quickly, I'm afraid you would have been pulled into the grave."

"It's really scary. I was almost buried alive." Liu Weiming swallowed, with a terrified look on his face, "But I don't seem to feel anything in my feet."

He directed his feet, trying to stand up, but no matter how hard he tried, the soles of his feet didn't move, as if it wasn't his legs.

"Mr. Luo, what's going on?" Liu Weiming was terrified.

Luo Yi glanced at it and said: "It's grave soil, the grave soil has penetrated into the soles of your feet and legs, although there is no sign of broken skin, but the soil and flesh and blood are mixed together like sand and water. It is the manifestation of the ghost domain's distortion of reality."

"What should I do? The soil has mixed into the meat, can this still survive?" Even Liu Weiming, who is in his 50s and has experienced many storms, is in a mess at the moment, his mind is empty, and he can only be dazed and eager Looking at Luo Yi.

"Mr. Luo, you must have a solution, please, please save my father." Liu Xinyue's eyes turned red, and a lot of gray was smeared on her face, looking a little embarrassed.

Luo Yi looked indifferent, ignoring her pear blossoms with rain at all, and said flatly: "I have saved his life. As for his legs, he must either amputate them, or go back and lie down for a few days before preparing a coffin."

"Luo" Liu Xinyue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Luo Yi raised his hand, "I told you not to leave my ghost domain, you can't grasp the opportunity yourself, let alone just lost a pair of legs now, even if you die now , and deserve it.”

With the isolation of Luo Yi's ghost domain, Liu Weiming will never be dragged down by evil spirits, let alone be poured into his legs by grave soil.

"Xinyue, don't make trouble. Mr. Luo is right. It's our own problem." Liu Weiming calmed down at this time. There was a great horror between life and death, and there was also a great trial. After this battle, he was obviously more serious. Sensible.

"Hao Cun will leave it to you." Liu Weiming looked serious, as if he was explaining the funeral, "Hao Cun, you have to listen to your sister and follow Mr. Luo's steps. Don't fall behind this time."

"You're still a little self-aware." Sun Rui sneered, "After the grave soil enters the body, without the suppression of the power of the evil spirits, it will swell very quickly. At that time, not to mention the legs, even the life will be lost."

Several people looked sad, first grandma, then Liu Yuan, and now Liu Weiming, too many things happened in the Liu family in one day.

Just when Liu Weiming was holding on to the will to die, Luo Yi suddenly said, "Actually, you may not have a chance."

Liu Weiming's eyes lit up, and his thirst for life was suddenly ignited, "I also ask Mr. Luo for advice."

"Yang Jian can help you, and his ghost can manipulate corpses and dismantle broken limbs. It depends on your luck. Not only can you wait for him, but he is also willing to help you." Luo Yi said indifferently.

Liu Weiming turned his eyes, and a young man with a sullen face appeared in his heart. He cupped his hands and said sincerely: "Thank you!"

Although the hope is slim, it is better than waiting to die.

After Luo Yi finished speaking, he ignored the few people. He stood quietly on the spot, listening to the movement around him.

Suddenly, the sound of iron tools being chiseled on the stone came again.

"Ding~"

"Ding~"

"Ding~"

One click, one click, far less hasty and fast than before, as if the person holding the chisel was exhausted, and he was perfunctory one after another.

"Why did the rhythm change?" Sun Rui leaned on the ground with his cane, looked around, searching for the direction, and the Liu family huddled together in fear, with panicked faces.

Ordinary people can do very little in the face of this weird curse. They seem to have no other choice but to pin all their hopes on this indifferent black-robed man in front of them.

After hearing a few times, Luo Yi's face darkened, "Damn it, it's actually me this time!"

Before the voice fell, a golden light flashed on the spot, and Luo Yi's figure disappeared instantly.

"Well, I can't keep up this time!" Sun Rui spread his hands helplessly, he felt helpless, "Why can't I always get in the car?"

"Well, Mr. Sun, is it okay for Mr. Luo to be alone?" Liu Weiming asked in a low voice.

This is called the art of speaking. He seemed to care about Luo Yi, but in fact he just wanted to know if Luo Yi left them and ran away.

Sun Rui said: "Don't worry, he's definitely fine. We should be worried. After all, he can leave at any time, but we can't."

"I hope he can successfully imprison the evil spirit, otherwise, I don't know if it will be my turn to die next!"

Sun Rui was actually a little anxious in his heart. The calm of Dahan City had made him feel this way for a long time, so long that he even felt a little strange.

"I don't know if Yang Jian found the grave. It stands to reason that with his ability, it shouldn't take so long to find a grave that can't move. Did they have an accident?"

Sun Rui looked at the dark smog in the distance, and couldn't help but sink a little bit in his heart. (end of this chapter)