Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

The night breeze is fierce, and the ghost wind is howling!

One after another, the pale and rotten, mutilated ghost shadows were not in a hurry, following the little ghost shadow, quietly moving forward with silent ghost steps!

"Ah-" The

first scream that sounded was right next to Yang Ning!

A young man named Zhiyang was bitten to the point by the female ghost with only half of her head!

The sharp bone claws of blood and flesh rotting desperately grabbed Zhiyang's legs and brought up scarlet bloody ditches!

Yang Ning suddenly turned his head a little unbearably, "Gee!

"My little heart, I just can't see this bloody picture!"

As he spoke, he felt the stretcher he was sitting on shaking.

Looking down, I saw that the four ghosts who carried the stretcher for themselves were also hideous and wanted to eat people!

However, their ghost hands carrying the stretcher were trembling again, as if they were afraid of something.

Click, click!

Yang Ning knocked on the stretcher, "Put it down, I'm sorry, I forgot a few of you, go quickly, there are many ghosts and few wronged families, otherwise I won't be able to catch up!" The

four wild ghosts respectfully put down the stretcher in their hands, and then rushed out one by one with a scream!

At the front of the group of ghosts, the little shark took a slightly embarrassed step, little by little pressing towards the straight forest that had already reached the entrance of the village!

The little boy held in Zhilin's arms is one of the four little reds!

What is it like to hold a red-clad ghost in your arms?

That experience is: life and death!

Naolin doesn't want to die!

He wants to throw away the imp in his arms!

No! He wanted to put the imp in his arms down!

But...

The boy unfolded a crumpled mass of paper with a line of bloody text on it: "Grandpa, you don't want to put me down, do you?" No way?

Seeing the words on the paper ball, Naolin only felt that every time he held the boy's hand loosened, his heart was like being pinched by an invisible hand, and it became more uncomfortable!

His steps are getting slower and slower, and the whole person gradually becomes weak and weak, even if he takes a small step forward, he has to exert his whole strength!

At his feet, trickling sweat mixed with odorous liquid fell to the ground, wetting a large area of land.

In just a few minutes, this clan uncle of Qianzhi Village could no longer see half a bloody color on his face!

At this time, the boy he was holding spoke: "Little turtle, you are here..."

Zhilin looked up, and saw that on the paper that the boy was holding, the line of bloody words had changed: "Okay, you can put me down now." "

He suddenly realized that he could move!

As if amnestied, Naolin immediately put the boy down, but he didn't run next, but went to touch the scythe on his waist, and slashed at the boy with both hands!

"Not clean stuff! Lao Tzu chopped you to death! The

boy smiled and held up the paper, and the words on it were as scarlet as blood: "It will hurt!" "

Ah-" A

terrifying scream sounded from Zhilin's mouth, alarming the entire mountain village!

A small fierce ghost pounced on Zhilin's shoulder, opened his mouth to reveal a mouth of sharp jagged shark fangs, and bit Zhilin's elbow joint with the scythe!

With a good bite, the expression on the little turtle's face that was always giggling in the past became more and more vicious and crazy, biting down the inside little by little, and blood overflowed down Zhilin's elbow, dyeing the little turtle's face!

But even so, the shark-shaped little turtle still has no intention of stopping!

His eyes rolled upward, and his eyes full of whites stared at the extremely painful Zhilin, and the corners of his mouth showed a strange smile!

However, the more he laughs, the harder he bites!

Until -

click!

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the little turtle tore Zhilin's half-amputated arm and turned its head hard, poof!

A large area of Yin red blood splashed, and half of Zhilin's arm was torn off by the little turtle!

"Aaaa Ah-" A

cry of pain like a lost soul sounded from the mouth of Zhilin, one louder than the other, like a rising wave, it spread far and wide towards the surrounding mountains and forests, startling groups of forest birds and beasts!

Dang!

The broken arm fell to the ground with the sickle, and Naolin looked down in pain, and he saw that the immature face that bit off his arm seemed to have seen it!

When he saw the broken limbs of the little turtle, he understood!

At that moment, Zhilin's pained face suddenly became a little more afraid that went deep into the bone marrow!

"You, you came to me, came to me to beg for my life?!"

The little turtle responded to him with only the weird smile with blood on his face, and the shark teeth as sharp as jaggeds!

"Ahhhh

The little turtle did not chase, he fell on all fours and walked forward little by little with uncomfortable steps.

The boy standing in place holding the note slowly turned around, and on the note in his hand, the blood-red writing changed again!

"There are guests tonight, and guests will knock on the door, when, when, when..."

White Cloud Temple.

Looking at the ruined temple in front of him, Cao Liangliang couldn't help but wonder, there would be someone here?

With a pale face, he gasped for breath, feeling that he had no strength at all and was exhausted.

He was really tired.

God knows how he found this White Cloud Temple?

There isn't even a mountain road here!

He drove around the neighborhood for two days without finding a way up the mountain, and if it weren't for the organization sending a helicopter to send him over, with his current state, it would never be possible to find this White Cloud Temple!

Looking at the Guanmen that seemed to have not been cleaned for many years, Cao Liangliang comforted himself in his heart: The more this kind of place to hide, the easier it is to have power!

Come on, go up and knock on the door and ask?

When, when, when!

He knocked on the door of the White Cloud Temple, which was covered with cobwebs.

Sure enough, no one answered inside.

He knocked again, when, when, when!

Click, click, click!

This time there were clear footsteps.

Cao Liangliang immediately asked in his own weak voice: "That, is there anyone inside?" I am, I came to see the doctor! "

Zhiya—

the gate opened from the inside, and a woman appeared.

The woman is very beautiful, wearing a cheongsam and a pair of red dancing shoes under her feet, and the whole person exudes a unique charm.

She tilted her head slightly, smiled slightly, and turned sideways to invite Cao Mingming into the door.

"Thank you, thank you..."

After entering the gate, the woman closed the door again and led the way ahead.

Cao Liangliang followed behind the woman, and her eyes would always involuntarily glance at the woman's swaying waist.

There was no lamp in the temple, so she could only walk by the starlight, and the woman led Cao Liangliang into a side courtyard room in the temple, lit a candle, stretched out her hand to signal him to sit down, and left by himself.

Not a word was said the whole time.

After the woman left, Cao Liangliang looked at the room in front of him by candlelight.

Quite old furnishings, tables and chairs from the last century, and a black-and-white photograph on the table, in front of which are placed several decayed sacrifices.

And the person in the photo is the woman who just led her in.

Cao Liangming smiled coldly and dismissed.

Just trying to scare yourself?

Don't say that this is most likely a man-made trick, that is, the woman is really a dead man, he is not afraid!

Do you know what it means to sleep with a ghost?

After all, he was a person who had been educated by Yang Ning several times, and as a warrior who had fought with male lions, how could he be frightened by wild dogs on the side of the road?

But in the next second, the eyelids of this third-level special agent of the Special Administration Bureau jumped sharply.

He lowered his head and saw a shadow behind him....

There are two.

That is, there is a person, I don't know when he started, standing behind him silently.

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