Dart Master

Chapter 35 Eighteen Sacrifice

It hurts my brother so much, there must be something wrong, Bai Lingyu flicked the door lightly, and there was blood on the fingertips.

The strong yin energy can turn into blood beads, what kind of evil thing is inside?
If I remember correctly, the chairman of Jinsheng is called Ye Zixuan, and he is a well-known legend in the Jiangdong business circle.Who would have thought that the majestic Jinsheng Company would be so evil, and Ye Zixuan probably did not follow the right path.

"To enter or not to enter?" Bai Ling looked at me and asked.

Girl, you go back and find Uncle Qi, I'll stay here, I thought about it.God knows what evil might be in here, I don't want Bai Ling to risk it.

Bai Ling shook his head, took my hand, and looked at me firmly, "Brother Hurt, wherever you are, the girl will be there, let's make it right first, you don't want to drive me in alone."

From her clear eyes, I saw fear and trust.I don't know why Bai Ling trusts me so much. In fact, we haven't been together for a long time, but it seems that from the moment we first met, she has an unwavering trust in me.

I believe that whether it is life or death, she will walk with me.

it is good!I looked at her with a smile, nodded, and kicked the door hard.

For the past month, Uncle Qi has asked me to practice Qi every day, and to draw symbols with spiritual energy, so that it will be effective.Needless to say, at this moment when I gathered my Qi, I felt my whole body heat up, and my strength suddenly increased. When I stepped down, the door of the office opened in response.

chant!
White and thick Yin Qi poured in from the gate, and the temperature in the entire corridor dropped sharply, as if entering the twelfth lunar month of winter, the Yin Qi rushed into my body, and the biting cold made my teeth tremble, if it wasn't for the protection of spiritual energy Well, just this yin energy alone is afraid that he will lose his spirit and life.

After the cloudiness slowly dissipated, I finally saw the whole picture of the chairman's office, and I couldn't help but gasp. This is not an office, it's clearly an evil mourning hall.

Inside the mourning hall, white streamers were hung, paper money was strewn all over the ground, candles were lit all around, and the azure blue flames dimmed.

I lifted the banner covering my face, and dragged the shivering Bai Ling inside.

What came into view was a large vermilion coffin, behind the coffin was an altar, on which was enshrined a two-foot-tall hideous god statue with teeth and claws.

"Bai Ling, do you know which evil god this is?" I glanced at it, and lit five sticks of incense, three long and two short, in the censer.

There are ten sticks of incense in Buddhism, and nine in Taoism. These five sticks of incense are so inauspicious that one is long and the other is short. It may be the evil spirit of Ye Luzi.

The spirit in the mourning hall was a bit heavy, Bai Ling took a photo of the god statue with his mobile phone, but saw that the god statue was holding a rotten bowl in its hand, with five faces on its body, most of them were hideous and different, and the whole body exuded a strong evil spirit.

Bai Ling frowned and shook his head. Although she came from a famous family, evil gods rarely appear in the world, so it is reasonable not to recognize her for a while.

I walked around the house again, the house was sealed on all sides, without any windows, every wall was covered with a layer of black spread, covered with black talisman paper, the spell on the talisman paper was It is written in green liquid, but my knowledge is limited, so it is really difficult to understand the source.

If Uncle Qi was there, he might be able to tell which sect Ye Jiaxiu belonged to and which evil god he worshiped.

While pondering, my eyes fell on the paper figurine next to the coffin.

These paper figurines are not big, but the technique of making paper is absolutely no worse than that of Zhao Heizi. Each paper figurine has a lifelike expression and appearance. They are all dressed in work clothes, white shirts, and red bow ties. There are men and women.

Brother Hu, this paper figurine is still wearing work clothes, Bai Ling picked up one curiously, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became, "Look, why does this look so much like a receptionist?"

I took a closer look, and it was more than just like, it was.

On the back of the paper figurine, there was a crooked birth date written in blood. When I pushed it, I was 25 years old, about the same age as the front desk lady, and my heart felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

Bai Ling counted, how many paper figurines are there?I asked.

Bai Ling counted and said, eighteen, and I counted the people working overtime in the lobby outside, nine men and nine women happened to be eighteen.

It's over, what's the number today?I asked.

Bai Ling said, the third day of April.

"The third day of April, the fifteenth day of the third month in the lunar calendar, the twelfth day of the vernal equinox, and three days before Ching Ming Festival, eighteen paper figures, eighteen paper figures..." I pointed my fingers backwards, the more I counted, the more chilling I felt.

The person surnamed Ye is simply a beast, with eighteen sacrifices, nine men and nine women, giving birth to blood and soul sacrifices, this is raising corpses!I was shocked and said slowly.

Raise corpses!Bai Ling covered his mouth, his pretty face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't believe his ears.

犼, raising 犼 was more popular during the period of the Republic of China.Most of them are some gentry and landlords who died and invited evil masters to use the method. The corpses were hidden in the Yin array of the most yin, and the souls did not disperse.

Some people are used to calling j a zombie, but the two are completely incomparable. A zombie is an unconscious dead thing, and j is an evil thing.

Although ji is a yin thing, this thing can attract yin wealth, so aristocratic families have always had the habit of raising ji.

No wonder the Ye family became the king of the business world in Jiangdong so quickly, this building was built with such an evil spirit, it turned out that they used the technique of nourishing the poor to make money, Bai Ling muttered.

Whoosh!

The quiet room was suddenly windy, and the candles were all extinguished. For a while, the office was pitch black, and I could vaguely hear the gloomy, strong breathing coming from the coffin.

Something evil has happened, and I'm going to get out of the coffin!run!I heard the sound of the coffin cracking in my ear, knowing something was wrong, I dragged Bai Ling and ran away.

As soon as he walked out of the office door, he heard a loud bang in the coffin, and the whole floor seemed to vibrate. It was expected that J had already left the customs.

The people working overtime in the hall heard the abnormal noise and all looked this way. I rushed in and yelled at them, "It's time to get up, run away."

They all looked at me with some doubts, and I suddenly understood, how could they know about Ji?
So I yelled again, "Jiang Ziyang is back, he's haunted, everyone run away."

Ghosts are still lethal. As soon as I finished speaking, the office seemed to explode. Men and women screamed and dropped their work, rushing to the elevator.

In fact, they may not really believe that there are ghosts in this world, but people are like this. Today is Jiang Ziyang's first seven, and fear is contagious. Some people scream out of fear, and others panic.

It's also evil. The elevator was broken when I came here, but it miraculously recovered now. How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

"Don't get in the elevator!" I yelled and pulled people, trying to stop them.But at this time, everyone wanted to escape from this place as quickly as possible.

Damn it, I don't know which bastard threw me a punch, which made my nose bleed.

A group of people screamed and squeezed into the elevator. Most of the eighteen people squeezed in, and only three people didn't squeeze in. Tears came out.

The elevator door closed, I sighed secretly, how could they know that Hou is a zombie with a brain.

When I looked back, a tall old man jumped out of the office. This old man was wearing a brand new big red Tang suit with a gold watch hanging on his coat.

Thinking about it carefully, the Eighteenth Sacrifice, such a heavy sacrifice for a year, is probably a big meal for him, no wonder the clothes are so festive, and being a dead body is so extravagant.

"quack!"

Hearing the popularity, Yan opened his eyes, his face covered with green corpse spots trembled wildly, and two skinny hands stretched out from inside, with curly long nails, so scary.

I saw this guy jumping lightly like flying, I am not stupid, I am not in the mood to find Zhang Yunhang at this time, I just want to take Bai Ling out of this damned place, and immediately drag her to the corridor run away.

"Jie Jie!"

The old guy arrived at the elevator after two ups and downs. His hands were like Wolverine's sharp claws, cutting tofu, and tore open the closed door of the elevator. There was only a bang and a heavy landing sound. He must have jumped to the top of the elevator. up.

Noisy!
The lights in the corridor flickered suddenly, and with another snap, all the lights went out, and the humming elevator got stuck between the floors.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the screams screaming and the old man eating people. I could even imagine the tragic scene of the employees stuck in the elevator being bitten through the neck by the man, and the whole building instantly became a hell on earth.

(End of this chapter)