Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 89 Facing the knocker again

At the moment of Meng Yi's life and death, Luo Yi used Huang Quan to mobilize the chains to rescue her from the ghost slave.

"Captain, you're finally here. I thought I was going to die here." Meng Yi's eyes were red, her body softened suddenly, and she was about to slump on the ground.

Luo Yi helped her to sit down, Meng Yi looked exhausted, with fear, grievance, and joy in his eyes, just sitting next to Luo Yi, like a wounded kitten returning to its owner, licking its wound aggrieved.

Luo Yi looked at the somewhat childish Meng Yi and shook his head.

No matter how talented she is, it is difficult to change the fact that she is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

But all this weakness and innocence will gradually recede with time, not because she has grown up, but because the evil spirit will always swallow up all human emotions one day.

"Although you're unlucky, you're doing pretty well!" Persisting for four or five hours in the ghost domain of the knocking ghost, and surviving the siege of hundreds of ghost slaves, already shows that her current xinxing has kept up with her strength up.

It's time to take her a step further.

"Of course, my sister Meng is the best!" Hearing Luo Yi's praise, Meng Yi showed a complacent expression on his face, and laughed happily, as if even the pain on his body had been relieved a little.

"There are almost not many people in the ghost domain of the door knocker, we should go out!" Luo Yi said.

"Okay!" Meng Yi nodded, if not for her lack of strength, she would have left this gloomy place long ago.

"You can't do this." Luo Yi looked at Chen Meijuan who was still unconscious. Meng Yi was not Tong Qian. With her physical fitness, she was not allowed to carry such a burden.

"I'll wake her up!" As he spoke, Luo Yi stretched out his hand and put it on Chen Meijuan's shoulder. He recovered spiritually, and the cold air pierced into Chen Meijuan's skin like a steel needle, making her tremble and recover unconsciously. come over.

Before Chen Meijuan could see the situation in front of her clearly, she felt a more intense darkness engulfed in the scent of incense paper candles. The cold and strange atmosphere hit her, making her feel as if someone was strangling her neck, unable to penetrate. gas.

This feeling came and went quickly, and soon, the darkness as thick as ink receded, and the gloomy ghostly shadow of the starving ghost reappeared in front of my eyes.

"Captain Luo, you've found someone!" A look of surprise flashed in Tong Qian's eyes, who was tall and slender with a northern femininity.

"Who are you?" Meng Yi looked at Tong Qian and frowned.

"Are you Meng Yi? I'm Tong Qian, a colleague of Team Luo, and also a person in charge of the city. This time I was assigned by Zhao Jianguo to help deal with the door-knocking ghost incident." The hostile Meng Yi explained that she was a few years older than Meng Yi, so she knew exactly why Meng Yi was in this state at a glance.

This is not an affair between a man and a woman, but the respect and dependence of the weak on the strong.

Mu Qiang, a woman, does not distinguish age.

"You know a lot." Meng Yi snorted coldly, turned her head away, and ignored her.

"These are the only people?" Luo Yi looked, and during the time he left to rescue Meng Yi, Tong Qian found a few more survivors from nowhere.

The current number is as high as more than [-] people. These people have dusty faces and fear and fear in their eyes. It is obvious that they have been frightened and tortured in just a few hours.

"I'm afraid it is. I asked them, and there should be no one around." Tong Qian had a look of sadness on her face.

Even though a lot of people were evacuated from the two streets, there were still at least a thousand people left, but only a mere fifty or so people survived.

The incident this time was much more serious than the one in No. [-] Middle School.

"Then let's go!" Spiritual events are like this. Evil ghosts will not let you go just because you are a high-ranking official or a famous family. When death comes, everyone is equal, but some are earlier and some are later. But in the end, doomed to die.

"It doesn't seem right!" Luo Yi frowned suddenly.

"Boom!"

The terrifying sound of knocking on the door was like a thunder god holding a hammer, falling on the drum surface, arousing thousands of water waves to the sky.

Luo Yi felt a strong, bomb-like spirit exploding around him.

"Bang!" The heart burst, a middle-aged man clutched his chest, his eyes widened, he lost all color and spirit in the blink of an eye, and fell straight down like that.

Before the corpse touched the ground, corpse spots emerged, and the smell of the corpse filled the air. The man put his hands on the ground, turned his head 180 degrees, and stood up strangely.

He became a ghost slave, and he went from life to death in an instant, and was enslaved by evil spirits.

"Back away!" Meng Yi and Tong Qian reacted very quickly and pulled the person in front of them to avoid the pounce of the ghost slave.

"He's coming!" Luo Yi didn't make a move, because there was an existence more terrifying than the ghost slave.

Wearing a long gown that almost sticks to the ground, it comes slowly without wind.

This is an old man with a dull expression, with wrinkled skin, black dead spots all over his face, empty eyes, a black mouth slightly opened, and the smell of corpses is so strong that it can hardly be melted away.

The ghost knocking on the door, killing people by knocking on the door, killing people with the sound, and an unsolvable curse of certain death.

"Luo Yi, what should I do?" Seeing the knocker, Tong Qian's eyes twitched unconsciously. The terrifying supernatural power made her grimace tremble slightly. When cold, the pores close spontaneously.

But this is also the case, which can further explain the horror of the knocking ghost. It is not a big deal for a ghost to affect people. People will feel afraid when facing strange creatures, but it is different if a ghost can affect another ghost. , which is hierarchical suppression.

"Back off", Luo Yi's eyes flashed with cruelty. The last time he saw the knocker, Luo Yi was almost smashed into pieces by him. He was no longer that low-level alien who was manipulated by ghosts.

"I want to try my hand and see how much I can do in the face of such a catastrophic evil spirit." Luo Yi spread out his right hand, and a ghost ruler with a glossy color and a bloodshot tip appeared .

The ghost domain opened up, and the black air as thick as ink rolled endlessly like boiling water. Starting from Luo Yi, it rushed towards the knocker, and countless chains in the ghost domain appeared out of thin air.

One hundred, one thousand, five thousand, ten thousand.
Countless cold lights flashed by, and in the dazzled eyes, the blood-red "Sacrifice" character wandered around erratically, following each other like a poisonous snake at a glance, which made people's hair stand on end.

Incense is pervasive, and there seems to be a noisy noise in the ghost domain.

Luo Yi held the ghost ruler in his hand and strode forward.

The knocking ghost's face was numb, neither surprised nor happy, just repeatedly raised his arm, turned his wrist, and raised his knuckles, and knocked lightly on Luo Yi who was walking quickly.

"Boom!"

This was the third time Luo Yi heard this terrifying knock on the door. The first time, his whole body was broken; the second time, people around him died one after another.

But this time, as the door knocker's finger fell, it was as if a meteorite had been thrown into a calm lake in Luo Yi's ghost domain, and countless speeding chains cracked, broke, and dissipated like fragile straws.

Luo Yi's right cheek suddenly cracked a gap, and the flesh was turned outward, revealing the scarlet inside, but the strange thing is that such a large wound did not have a single trace of blood flowing out, as if the blood had been completely evaporated the moment the attack came. Dry.

(End of this chapter)