Enchanter

Chapter [-]: The Invisible Talisman

"The invisibility talisman?" She looked at Yin Hui in disbelief, then touched it on her body, and circled around him strangely: "Can you still see me?"

"You are stupid." Yin Hui cursed directly: "This invisibility talisman can only suppress the yang energy in your body, so ordinary ghosts will not find you, but people can see you."

"Huh?" Lan Ting shrugged embarrassingly, and then asked, "Then you mean, ghosts can't see me now? I'm just standing here?"

"Well, just stand here." He didn't intend to continue entangled with her, but just casually said something perfunctory and started to work on his own.

He took out spells one by one in his hand and spread them around the room.

"Why don't you let her outside the room, anyway, this door has glass, so you can see what's going on inside."

Conan Doyle looked at Lan Ting who was at a loss, and asked worriedly.

"No, you can't leave my sight, otherwise I won't be able to help you if you encounter danger. If you really want to go out, you can go to the office. The soul-calling ceremony here will not affect there."

His tone was very strong, giving people a feeling that there was no room for negotiation.The two of them didn't talk any more, they just looked at Yin Hui's work in a daze, not knowing if there was anything that needed help.

His busy figure kept flashing in the whole room, from the door to the toilet, no place was spared, he carefully measured the position between any two charms, and then pasted the charms on them.

A slight wind blew in, and the hundreds of spells posted on the wall swayed slightly, as if hundreds of arms were waving on the wall, which looked quite terrifying.

Lan Ting couldn't help wrapping her clothes tightly, and then stood against the wall, touched the invisible charm stuck on her head with her hand, and knowing that it was still there, she breathed a sigh of relief, and held it in her right hand. The paper and pen were shaking slightly, and they also made a strange rustling sound under the breeze.

After doing all this, Yin Hui's busy figure finally stood in the middle of the small room, took out two charms from his arms, and approached Conan Doyle.

Conan Doyle knew that he was going to assign a task, so he calmed down and stood ready.

"This is an invisibility talisman. You have to make sure that it doesn't fall off when you stick it on your forehead, otherwise they will notice your presence and the mission will fail. This one is a soul-locking talisman. I will lock that ghost later." After arriving on this bed, you immediately put this spell on the bed to prevent this ghost from running around, do you remember?"

She nodded, and finally looked around to make sure that there were no ghosts around, and then she let out a long sigh of relief, and stuck the spell on her head, as if in a state of invisibility, motionless.

After Yin Hui checked the surroundings again, he took out the money sword from the toolbox he carried with him, and began to dance while chanting words, which looked like a great magic stick.

Yue moved constantly on the head of the bed, his body was as agile as a monkey.At the beginning, Lan Ting watched all this with a disdainful expression, occasionally writing and drawing on the paper with both hands.

From the beginning to the present, there was no abnormal phenomenon at all, and Lan Ting began to doubt Yin Hui's ability. Is he a master of deception? Everything is just a bluff and put on a show.

But when a large string of ghost coins sprinkled by Yin Hui was flying in the air, a strange evil wind blew up.Only then did Lan Ting realize that she was wrong.She tried her best to widen her eyes, and it took a long time to blink her eyes, lest she might miss something if she blinked.

You must know that the room is well sealed, and it is impossible to fool such a strong wind.

The wind blew the ghost coins everywhere, as if there was a person dancing among the ghost coins flying all over the sky, the middle position was empty, and the surrounding ghost coins spread to any corner of the room, and a few ghost coins fell into the air. On Lan Ting's body, she was so frightened that she shook her body again and again, shaking all the coins from her body and falling to the ground.

"Fighting fighters, all march forward!" The corners of his mouth began to mutter a series of incantations, and the hundreds of ghost coins that had fallen on the ground were blown around the room again by the wind, and finally fell vertically to the ground. ground.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutouto.

Yin Hui sighed with his eyes slightly closed, shook his head, and the money sword danced again, rolling up the coins that fell to the ground, and at the same time, the money sword stabbed hard in the direction of the female ghost's voice, and he shouted One voice: "Go back."

The wailing of the female ghost disappeared instantly.

At the same time, Yin Hui also gathered all his energy, and the money sword in his hand danced again.

He is as light as a swallow, wielding a money sword as if he is a legendary figure, and his vigorous body combined with the tights makes him full of infinite charm. Lan Ting seems to have forgotten the purpose of this trip, her eyes are shining Staring at Yin Hui with spirit, Hanhan's small eyes fell into the illusion of infinity.

"Hey, hey." Suddenly, the bed where Yin Hui was on let out a hey laugh. The voice sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man, very rude. Following his hey laugh, that The head of the bed was shaking slightly, Yin Hui jumped up quickly, and finally grabbed the lamp stick on the beam.

At this moment, the bed unexpectedly flew up, and finally fell heavily onto another bed, making a loud bang.

You must know that this bed is a rocking chair bed in a hospital, with a very complicated rocking chair device installed on it, and the bed itself is made of King Kong, weighing more than a hundred catties, but the other party turned the bed over without any effort, which shows that he the power of.

"Why did you summon me?" The rude Northeast man's voice resounded in the room, and it seemed very scary in this empty room.

With his legs crossed, Yin Hui slowly fell from the beam and came down, waving the money sword in his hand and rushed up without saying much.

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The money sword emitted a fiery light, and then loosened into countless blue copper coins, which fell to the ground with a bang.The hilt of the sword that Yin Hui held in his hand was also loose and fell off from his hand.

"Ah, it's not good." Yin Hui shouted, and at the same time quickly backed up, grabbed a lot of ghost coins and threw them, covering himself completely.

"Brother, why are you calling me?" The voice of the rude Northeast man exploded again, even the glass of the window was shattered, Yin Hui was also shaken by the strange sound, his body flew backwards, and finally fell to the ground On the ground, out of breath.

The air in front of him twisted, Yin Hui immediately sensed something was wrong, stretched out his right hand, drew a talisman in the void, and threw it out.

But this can't stop the distorted air from bursting forward. Both Conan Doyle and Lan Ting trembled nervously, especially Lan Ting, a girl who is often frightened when she reads novels. Ghost, it's not bad if you haven't been scared out of your wits.

"Brother, why are you calling me?" The rude voice echoed in the small room, deafeningly, bloody footprints appeared on the ground, gradually approaching Yin Hui, a lot of blood kept coming out The direction of the bloody footprints sprayed out, flowing towards both sides, and soon came to Lan Ting and Conan Doyle.

Lan Ting, who was standing by the door, raised her heart to her throat, and just looked at Conan Doyle on the opposite side. She believed that if Conan Doyle ignored her, she would probably be scared to death.

At this time, Conan Doyle grabbed her hand, allowing her to quickly stabilize her mind, not to be paralyzed by the scene in front of her.

The blood flowing from the ground gradually covered his body, slowly climbing up from his heels, as if thousands of insects were climbing up.She felt that her trouser legs were soaked, and the cold liquid touched her skin, making it difficult for her to breathe.

When the cold blood completely invaded her thigh, she felt ### as if thousands of insects were biting her.She rolled her eyes and fell directly to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, it's just your illusion." Yin Hui looked at Lan Ting who fell to the ground and reminded them.At the same time, he got up quickly, making knots one by one, temporarily avoiding the curved air from his body, then drew the mahogany sword from his back, and swiped vigorously on the mahogany sword with his right finger.

Thick blood flowed out from the finger, and then the mahogany sword was stained red.

The distorted air seemed to be aware of the danger, and it attacked again and again, trying to counter the enemy with one move before he was fully prepared.

But it was too late, Yin Hui quickly cast the blood curse on the peach wood sword, and with the vigorous stab of the peach wood sword, the distorted air instantly returned to normal, and the thick blood on the ground disappeared instantly, and Conan Doyle felt his leg The feeling of being devoured by tens of thousands of bugs disappeared in an instant, and after looking at it again, nothing abnormal happened.

"Strange, how come so many people died in this room?" He shook his head puzzled, then sighed and looked at Lan Ting who was fainted from fright, helped her up, and pinched her.

"Ah!" Lan Ting yelled strangely, opened her big eyes, stared at Yin Hui, touched her head with her hands, and it took a long time to come back to her senses: "Just now... that blood just now..."

"Please, it's just an illusion, and it scared you like this." Yin Hui sighed and helped him up: "Now you'd better cheer me up, I won't have time to save you next time. "

Lan Ting stared in horror, nodded repeatedly, and finally touched her forehead to make sure that the spell was still there.

The scene just now made Conan Doyle feel a little palpitation, not to mention Lan Ting, a standard little beauty.

She let out a breath and moved towards Lan Ting's direction.

Maybe two people get closer, and their courage will increase.

But when she got close to Lan Ting, she felt the coolness emanating from his body.She looked at Lan Ting with some puzzlement. At this moment, he was trying to open his eyes wide, staring at Yin Hui with straight eyes, motionless.