Genius Fortune-teller

It was day and there was light, but in the eyes of the doctors in the emergency room, their eyes were as if they had been smeared with thick ink. Everything was surrounded by stagnant black, and there was no light at all.

The most frightening thing is that they feel that there are gusts of cold wind blowing along their bodies from time to time, which is biting to the bone. Among them, there are bursts of shrill sounds like the cry of babies at night. The hair is creepy, the sweat is erect, everything is insufficient to describe their mood at this time. In their lives, the sense of powerlessness and fear has never been so palpable.

Meanwhile, in the residential building opposite the hospital. Nangong's body was twisting faster and faster. The small room was full of cold and violent atmosphere. And the pagoda wood statue he held in his hand, without any sense of flexibility, has a wide crack, but it seems that the statue is more and more gloomy and terrifying.

Moreover, the expression on the front of Nangong gradually became the same as that on the wood carving. There was endless black air on his body, and the black air that kept twisting with his body looked like children. But those children's faces were not pure and kind, their facial features were vague, their expressions were twisted and ferocious, with an unspeakable strangeness.

"Huailinglang, huailinglang, was born on the side of the ancient road in the wilderness. Now I ask you to be a god general to avoid the wind and frost in the countryside. Four seasons and eight festivals offer sacrifices to you, and you can taste the blood food every day. The sun rises in the East and goes with the wind. The Yin and yang are in parallel, and the body is cursed... "

With the fall of his words, the black air that clings to him like a baby flies away and rushes to the hospital.

As soon as the black air entered the hospital, it seemed that all the negative energy in the hospital was attracted here by a magical force, and gathered together to form a black wind column visible to the naked eye, whistling around Lin Bai, and there were countless ferocious baby cheeks around the wind column.

Lin Bai is very clear, this is not the wind, but has the shape and quality of resentment. He did not dare to imagine what would happen if he was invaded into his mind by this great and pure resentment.

If you can't see, you can't move. Lin Baiwei closed his eyes, his hands on his chest, and his feet gently stepped on Yu's steps. He continued to draw the vitality of heaven and earth with Hetu Luoshu, blessing those empty talismans, trying to stop the invasion of resentment.

The air vibrated, and the shrill scream became clearer and clearer. But under the touch of the two, Lin Baining's empty talismans, under the attack of resentment, are uncertain, and the brilliance becomes extremely dim. Even in the position where the talismans and resentment contact, they are corroded by the pure and incomparable resentment, and form small black holes, which seem to break up at any time.

In the eyes of those doctors around, what happened at this time was just an inexplicable fluctuation in the air. But for Lin Bai, his body and mind are constantly under great pressure. Although he closed his five senses with mana, trying to avoid the invasion of those resentments, it seems that this method has no effect on those resentments at all.

Although both hands are still mechanically pinched, the Hetu Luoshu gathers more empty runes to stop the invasion of resentment. But wrapped by this resentment, the children's night cry by Lin Bai's ears became more and more shrill. It was not only a sharp and high decibel sound, which hurt people's ears, but also rang all around the body.

Even under the threat of this sound, Lin Bai felt that the Dharma image on his head seemed to be covered with children with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, who were wrapped in red fog, and they were constantly wandering around the Dharma image, as if they wanted to find a gap from his body surface, and then get inside the Dharma image.

Although Lin Bai's mind had an illusion, he didn't lose his mind. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand was steady and steady. He still manipulated the Hetu Luoshu, condensed the empty talisman, and made up for the loss caused by the invasion of resentment.

Moreover, with the operation of Dharma phase in the void, there appeared a silver and white glint of the eight trigrams array under him. It's like there are many cracks between heaven and earth. Countless mysterious runes are circling and emitting white light, which directly penetrates those grievances and encircles Lin Bai and FA, so that they are not affected by external forces.

"Eh, I want to use the rune pattern of the eight trigrams array to block my breath and cut off the invasion of resentment. Good idea!" In the residential building, Nangong was feeling the message from the resentment. With a gloomy smile on his face, he glanced at the pagoda Wood Statue in his hand and said with a sneer, "no matter how good your idea is, you can't escape from Laozi's palm!"

As soon as the words came out, Nangong was reaching out and grabbing a fruit knife from the table, biting it. Even if he turned the blade, the sharp tip of the knife went down to his chest. The fruit knife was extremely sharp, but with a slight stroke, a bright red blood line suddenly appeared on Nangong Zheng's chest, sending out the smell of fishy and salty.

As if there was no feeling for the pain, Nangong was throwing away the fruit knife, and then solemnly lifted the pagoda Wood Statue with both hands and approached his chest. After feeling the blood in Nangong's chest, a strange tremor appeared around the statue, and the statue itself trembled and looked forward to something.As soon as the statue came into contact with the blood on Nangong's chest, a red mist suddenly burst out and spread towards the room. Moreover, with the overflow of the red fog, the cracks on the pagoda Wood Statue also became larger, and even some places peeled off from the statue and fell to the ground.

And with the spread of the red fog, Nangong Zheng's body quickly became thin at the speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that the pagoda wood statue was a blood sucking monster, devouring the essence and blood Qi in his body.

But just like he didn't feel this strange feeling of swallowing, the expression on Nangong's face became more and more gloomy and terrifying, and his body wriggled more and more fiercely. He kept circling in the room, praying and reciting.

The resentment in the room is blocked by the brilliance of the eight trigrams array in succession. It seems that Heifeng is suffering from endless torment. It seems that he wants to struggle to break through Lin Bai's block and rush into his mind and Dharma phase.

However, as the Nangong temple in the residential building was feeding the statue with blood and reciting the mantra, the black wind suddenly stagnated, and then disappeared like a dream, as if it had never appeared. Then along each corner of the emergency room, the black wind gathered again, just like a ghost knife, stabbing Lin Bai.

Hum! The air all around vibrated, as if there were countless engines roaring at the same time in the field, bringing out bursts of towering sound. The doctors in the field, who had seen the battle before, only heard the roar in their heads and lay down on the ground.

When the black wind came, the eight trigrams array suddenly burst out from Lin Bai's foot. The golden awns were spinning, forming a transparent light curtain around Lin Bai's body, which could not be splashed in, blocking all the complaints like ghost knives.

The black wind, composed of resentment, was crushed as soon as it touched the light curtain. But these crushed black winds, just in a short moment, are restored and gathered into shape, like waves, waves and waves, and they are endlessly pounding against the light curtain.

Damn, these things are so fuckin 'hard! Looking at the entanglement of these grievances, Lin Bai's eyebrows couldn't help wrinkling. He had never seen anything as difficult as these complaints, as if they were endless and never stopped.

Kill the king before you kill the thief! Lin Bai eyebrows a pick, immediately came up with a BOLD response. Now that I can't deal with these complaints, I'll kill the witch first. When the old man loses his life, these difficult things will disappear naturally.

Lin Bai didn't have any hesitation. He separated a wisp of ideas and merged into the Dharma phase. As soon as he entered the Dharma phase, his hands were raised slightly, and he seemed to be embracing his chest with his fingers pinching. With the movement of his hands, a small pattern of eight trigrams appeared between his hands.

Moreover, different from the underground eight trigrams array, the pattern of the eight trigrams between the Dharma prime minister's hands does not show any brilliance, only the purest white in the world. As soon as the Eight Trigram pattern was formed, Lin Bai manipulated FA Xiang and pushed his hands forward slowly. He wanted to send the Eight Trigram pattern to the right position of Nangong, causing a fatal blow to him.

But before Lin Bai's hand movement was finished, the black wind in the emergency room suddenly split out and rushed towards FA Xiang. Just a few breaths, the black wind covered all the Dharma images, and those monstrous thoughts rushed into the eight diagrams. When Yin and Yang touch each other, the breath of the unparalleled art suddenly spreads!

The trough! Looking at this scene, Lin Bai was completely speechless! These complaints are too damned evil. Look at this posture, these things are intended to block themselves in the emergency room. If you don't break these things, you don't want to attack Nangong Zheng at all.

And in this short touch, Lin Bai felt that the circulation of the breath of the body and Dharma phase became blocked, and there was a repulsive force. But resentment is invisible and has only a curse. How can we get rid of it!

What is resentment, that is, in a strong not give up, fetters, not reconciled, the strong resentment!

If you want to break this resentment, naturally you have to find out what is the most difficult thing for them to give up and what is the most difficult thing for them? The answer is very obvious. For these grievances, they are naturally unwilling to give up life, to get free from the shackles in the locust wood core, and to die before they are born.

Not give up, unwilling, fetters, think of here, Lin Bai's eyes suddenly show light, heart gave birth to a bold idea!

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