Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 11 When the exorcism is in progress...

Peng! ! !
Peng! ! !
As Yorks descended one step after another, the noise emanating from his feet was louder than ever.

This kind of cold and dead basement seems to have become a loudspeaker with an amplification effect, and any movement that sounds in the ear will double the loudness.

If ordinary people look at the dark space inside and cooperate with the voice in their ears, they may feel nervous in their hearts, but Yorks ignores it indifferently. He just transfers the small bag hanging on his shoulder to his chest silently, so that he can take it easily.

He has no storage space, this small bag is equivalent to his own storage space, which is full of things that must be used.

By reciting the bible that can increase the power of his magic power and present a 1+1 effect.

All fifty rounds have been enchanted and can be given special salt bombs.

Three bottles of holy water, and three crosses that were consecrated for him to export directly.

"I finally understand why the basement is standard in ghost movies."

Carrying the Winchester M1897, Yorks just went down the stairs and went all the way to the flat ground. After turning on the lights, I looked around and felt that this basement is indeed very suitable as one of the horror places for ghost movies. The horror elements are too complete.

In the dim light, this small basement is full of debris, all wooden furniture and a bed, old and cracked, covered with cobwebs.There are also some clothes hanging here and there, full of dust...

According to the routine, it might be nothing, but combined with this gloomy atmosphere and knowing that there are unclean things here, the horror factor is doubled, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Of course, Yorks was not within this range. After scanning, he just walked to the center of the basement.

In his eyes, the resentment here is like a thick fog permeating the basement.

It's a pity that there is only this point worth talking about, even though he has already walked to the center, nothing happened.

"Don't come out?"

Yorks wiped his eyes, and looked at the resentment in the air under the spread of magic power, and raised his eyebrows.

Although the undead and evil spirits are wandering around the world, they also have their own space of existence, but they will be confined within a range like a prison, unless someone is cursed by them and transferred, they can transfer with them...

This is why the situation of the Roger family has not changed in any way even if they leave here...

"Okay, if you don't come out, then I will force you to come out." Yorks held the Winchester M1897 with his right hand, and reached into the small bag on his chest with his left hand to take out a bottle of holy water.

In the western world, holy water has an effect on all evil things, even demons, even evil spirits or dead souls. For these things, holy water is a deadly poison.

Yorks pushed his thumb into the cork and picked it up, and the cork was easily picked out.

"I gave you a chance!"

As he said that, Yorks took the bottle and threw it forward, and as the holy water in it poured out, he saw the resentment in front of him like a thick fog, like the nemesis of Tianke, suddenly swept outwards, avoiding the range of the holy water.

"come out!!"

Yorks continued to shake the bottle and began to throw the holy water to the left.

Same as before, the thick resentment melted instantly like snow meeting fire, and the thick fog of resentment began to thin out.

"come out!!!"

There was still no movement, Yorks continued to shake to the right, the holy water in the bottle was enough for him to move around, if the mother's evil spirit still didn't come out, he would be courting death, and he couldn't be blamed.

"come out!!"

As Yorks drank, the holy water poured out to the right.

At this moment, Yorks turned around abruptly, and the Winchester M1897 grasped by his right hand was instantly pointed forward. He felt the temperature change and movement behind him.

I saw a thick and fat woman wearing a Polish skirt similar to that of the eighteenth century in the West appearing on the wooden furniture.

It just sat on it and cowered into a ball, holding a blood-stained knife in its hand and showing it from behind.

A rough voice that didn't look like a human, but resembled a beast sounded.

"She made me do it..."

"She forced me!!!"

"..."

Yorks silently clenched the bottle with his left hand, and the muzzle of the shotgun in his right hand was always aimed at the evil spirit in front of him, no, the dead soul.

If he guessed correctly, this fat woman is the mother who died tragically in the basement. After all, it does not have that kind of extremely strong malice.

"Where is she!" Yorks said calmly.

However, as soon as his words fell, the fat woman trembled, and her figure became even more shrinking and empty.

Obviously, the other party was obviously very afraid of that "her", Bathsheba, so afraid that he couldn't even keep his figure steady.

"Do not!!!"

"I do not want!!!"

Suddenly, the figure of the fat woman trembled more and more, and a sound similar to that of a wild animal sounded from it.

"Do not!!!!"

Following the roar, the fat woman's already fading figure disappeared in an instant.

at the same time.

Yorks sighed inwardly, and with a bang, the bottle in his left hand burst instantly, and the holy water flowed out from the slit in his left hand, and Yorks' figure shifted, and his left hand punched hard to the right.

He is like a real boxer, with his heavy punches and his tall body, he is full of power.

The fat woman undead who had just disappeared just appeared from the right with a knife, and was hit by Yorks' heavy punch on its face covered with black juice.

"Roar!!!!!"

Accompanied by howls and bangs, the figure of the fat woman was blown apart and disappeared without a trace.

"court death!"

After the punch, Yorks looked extremely calm, but there was a hint of sternness in his eyes. Regardless of the remaining fragments of his left hand, he kept taking out a bottle of holy water and threw it fiercely at the place where the resentment gathered just now.

At this moment, when the bottle was still in the air, Yorks raised the Winchester M1897 with his right hand and pulled the trigger, and the whole action was done in one go.

boom! ! ! !

While the Winchester M1897 sprayed salt bombs, the holy water bottles in the air were also blown apart, and little drops of holy water were sprinkled around there.

When everyone in the living room upstairs was startled by the gunshot, there was movement first in the basement.

"Roar ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

When the sound of howling like a wild animal sounded, there was also the sound of a tight rope, and the temperature of the entire basement also dropped at an extremely fast speed.

Click! ! !

Yorks quickly pulled the pump handle of the Winchester M1897, pulled the trigger and fired at the place where the grievances quickly gathered.

The timing was very ingenious. Before the Winchester M1897 sprayed out the special salt bomb, the gun head was pointed in the direction, and a figure floating in the air out of thin air, wearing rusty white pajamas and disheveled hair just appeared.

(End of this chapter)