Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

Inside the main hall.

Everyone in Qianzhi Village suddenly found that the powerful ghosts who had been wandering outside and tapping the door had stopped!

The villagers, who were originally immersed in the joy of survival, suddenly tensed their faces!

Zhilin comforted everyone vigorously: "It's okay, it's okay!" Peace of mind, everyone!

"We are in the temple! It's not our villagers, it's that we can't open the temple door!

"Moreover, we still have the Great Immortal Blessing!"

He said, and suddenly, someone next to him whispered: "Uncle Zhilin, how do I feel, Daxian, Daxian is a little wrong with him?"

Zhilin lowered his head and turned slightly sideways, little by little looking up at the human-faced centipede entrenched on the headless Buddha Jin...

He saw that the human-faced centipede that was worshipped as a great immortal by his village in the past was now almost the same expression as himself and the others, looking at the gate of the temple with a tense expression!

The hundreds of densely packed human hands and feet that usually seem to be able to fly through the sky are tightly guarded in front of his centipede body at this moment!

"Uncle Zhilin, will this and this immortal also be afraid?"

"Bah!"

Zhilin scolded the man who spoke: "You know a fart! Daisen is just nervous! After all, Daxian is also the first time to see the hell!

"Yes, yes."

The man replied: "The great immortal is also the first time to see a ghost, the first time..."

On the side, seeing the group of ghosts who were originally patting the door outside, Cao Liangming, who was preparing to heroically and righteously, guessed that Yang Ning had arrived!

And at this time, he had quietly walked behind the second headless Arhat statue on his side!

Looking at the temple gate that was about one or twenty meters away from him, he began to adjust his breathing, and just as he was about to rush out, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the temple gate!

"Uncle Zhilin!"

"I'm sorry I'm late, open the door!"

At this moment, everyone in the hall was stunned!

"Yes, it's Naoying?!"

Suddenly, Naolin remembered what he said to himself when he met Naoying on the mountain road three days ago!

"The village festival after three days?"

"Uncle Clan, don't worry! Our whole family will definitely come to the village festival! Don't shut us out then!

Zhilin's whole body trembled, and his ears seemed to buzz like thunder!

His eyes were full of horror as he looked at the gate of the temple, and roared hoarsely—

before he could roar, the centipede on the headless Buddha Jin's body behind him roared first: "Let him roll!" Let him roll! "

The roar of the human centipede is like a flood bell!

So much so that puffs of smoke and dust fell in the hall, and the floor began to shake slightly!

Seeing this, Zhilin hurriedly crawled forward, "Zhiying! Don't you come in! Hurry up and go!

"Daisen doesn't want to see you!"

A voice came from outside: "What?

"Uncle Zhilin, what are you kidding? This is a village festival! Have you forgotten that I prepared the sacrifices for you?

"How can you not let me participate? If you don't open the door for me, then I'll come in by myself!" "

As I spoke,

there was a soft noise at the door of the temple, as if someone was pushing the door from outside!

And unlike the previous ghost shooting door, this time the stable temple door is obviously opening inward!

The human centipede roared impatiently: "Resist, resist!" Don't let him open the temple door!

"You broom stars, all on top!"

It opened its hideous face and let out a sharp breath, and in an instant, sand and stones flew in the entire hall!

All the people of Qianzhi Village who had broken their hands and feet were all carried up by the strong wind and slammed into the temple door that was about to open!

Knock knock -

as the people of Qianzhi Village who lacked arms and legs crashed over, the door of the hall was suddenly closed again!

Outside the hall, Yang Ning was slightly happy when he saw this, he looked behind him, found a stone to sit down, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and said to the Zhiying ghost who was standing outside the door of the hall and looking at him tremblingly: "Open again, there are so many ghosts on your side, afraid of a dozen people there?" "

More than thirty people from Qianzhi Village died on the way up the mountain and fell behind more than half, and now there are only a dozen left in the hall.

Listening to Yang Ning's words, Zhiying pushed the door forward again, and this time the resistance he encountered was undoubtedly much greater!

After all, there are a dozen people from the same village crowded behind it!

Zhiying

pushed the door open a crack, and immediately, the fierce ghosts surging behind slowly pushed the door open!

One by one, the fierce ghosts with their teeth and claws let out a miserable scream, and one by one, the ghost claws tried to grab people through the cracks in the door that were pushed open!

On the other side of the temple gate, the people of Qianzhi Village burst out with amazing potential between life and death, and they desperately resisted the door panel in front of them!

Cao Mingming, who was hiding on the side, watched silently, and he suddenly found that this battle may still need to be his own savior.

So, his body slowly pressed down, and he was once again ready to rush out!

He had even already selected the people of that Qianzhi Village first!

And yet—

in the crack of the open door, a wisp of red sleeve suddenly appeared.

A slender ghost hand with corpse spots held a sharp bone-removing knife that was dripping blood, and smashed it into the head of a Qianzhi villager behind a door!

It's smashed, smashed into it hard!

In an instant, a big human head directly cracked like a watermelon, and the contents exploded, splashing the surrounding Qianzhi Village people all over!

The crack in the door widened, and the black hair on the blood-red long skirt fell loosely, and after the black hair, on the solemn and quiet face of the raw man, one eye was an incomparably mad white, and the other was a bloody hole!

Zhang Wen in red!

At the sight of the red clothes, all the villagers in the hall panicked!

They instinctively want to run away!

The temple door that was originally in a state of confrontation began to open inward with a bang!

At this time, the centipede in the hall finally moved!

Its several meter-long body was densely packed like tentacles, and its hands and feet swung rapidly, causing it to quickly reach the gate of the temple, climb above the heads of all the villagers, and show its fangs to the red-clothed Zhang Wen who was holding the knife, and bite it fiercely!

Zhang Wen is a red-clothed ghost, and he is not afraid of him at all!

Raising your hand is a knife!

But her knife has not yet arrived, a chain has arrived first!

Outside the gate of the temple, a red-clothed old man also appeared, and a dead old man with a sick face crawled on the heads of all the ghosts, put a chain on the centipede on the person's face, and grinned: "There are two lives of living people and ghosts, people have eaten a lot, you have not eaten this thing my old Cao has not eaten!" Saying

that, with the iron chain pulled, Lao Cao directly pounced on the human centipede, and under the terrified gaze of that hideous face, he bit into its centipede body fiercely!

Then tear hard!

Burst!

Dark green flesh and blood flying!

"Ah-" The

human centipede let out a terrifying scream!

Lao Cao was not satisfied after taking the first bite, and the smile on the dead face sprinkled with dark green blood became more and more perverted: "Happy!" Come, let Lao Cao taste it again! Hahaha! "

After saying that, I have to bite again!

The human centipede roared in pain, "What are you waiting for?!" Do you really want me to die?! "

Boom -

in the next second, the whole mountain began to shake slightly!

At the same time, Yang Ning, who was sitting outside, had a wider smile on his face, and the movement of the ground under his feet stopped!

Crackling!

There was another loud noise at the door of the hall, and the door of the hall, which had been opened for a small half, suddenly closed violently again!

Its strength was so fierce that it even shocked several powerful ghosts out!

The two red-clothed, Zhang Wen and Old Cao Qi turned their heads to look at Yang Ning, and they all lowered their heads tremblingly!

They weren't afraid of the slamming palace door, they were afraid of Yang Ning's punishment!

However, Yang Ning just looked at the two of them, as well as the other powerful ghosts next to him, and said with a smile: "The feng shui of this entire mountain is helping it, and it is normal that you can't win."

After that, he lowered his head, looked at the ground under his feet, and still said with that unique smile: "I said, if you dare to spoil me for good things, I will kill you, it seems that you didn't listen at all?"

"But fortunately, you shrunk yourself so small and hid in this mountain, where can I find you?"

"And just now, when you helped him close the door, I, found you."

Saying that, the smile on Yang Ning's face gradually became more hideous!

He put down the little turtle in his arms, turned his head to the side and said, "Summer, come."

"Okay!"

A small ghost shadow jumped into Yang Ning, and in the next second, Yang Ning's eyes turned up slightly, revealing a gray mist-like paleness!

He gently raised his hand, placed it on the ground under his feet, and made a "grasping" motion!

Suddenly, the originally shaking mountain suddenly came to a standstill!

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