Strange Spiritualist: My doll can really manifest

In front of the entrance of Qianzhi Village, an old man named Zhilin was struggling.

He walked slower and slower.

His face became more and more ugly, and his face was covered with sweat.

The boy who was held in his arms had turned completely blue, and he couldn't see a little blood.

However, the boy was still looking at Naohashi and laughing.

The young people who followed Zhilin stepped forward to take a look, and they were all startled!

"What's going on here? Uncle Clan, why did you kill people now?

"Dead is dead, it's better than the previous fake fools, right?"

"No, no, dead people, dead people still laugh?"

"That proves that you died peacefully."

Boom -

a night mountain breeze blew through, and a "rustling" sound sounded from the mountain road behind everyone.

A young man from Qianzhi Village turned his head to look behind him, and said with a slight panic: "I, how do I feel, there is something following us behind?"

"This mountain road is originally mysterious, don't talk nonsense in the middle of the night!" Another young man walked up to Zhilin and said, "Uncle Clan, when I get to the entrance of the village, I will go home first!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Zhilin to speak, and glanced at the boy in Zhilin's arms in horror, and then ran away!

But -

"Straight fight!"

A faint low cry came from the mountain road behind everyone, and all of a sudden, that straight man stood in place as if he had been cast a body fixing method, unable to move!

An extremely strong sense of panic rose in his heart, his breathing became rapid, and his whole body was trembling violently, but his limbs were as if they were fixed, unable to move a single bit!

The other people were stunned for a moment, and before they stepped forward to see what the situation was, the next ...

"Straight bridge!"

"Zhiyang!"

"Straightforward!"

"Can't be straight!"

With a shout coming from the mountain road, except for Naolin who was holding the boy in his arms and hanging a scythe on his waist, everyone else froze in place as if they had encountered a ghost press bed!

Then, the bodies turned away without heeding....

They saw that on the mountain road at night, a shaky figure with his head bowed and his arms pulled slowly appeared.

Everyone held their breath at the same time.

Someone said with a trembling voice: "This, this seems to be, it seems to be the one buried by the Zhizhan family the year before last?"

"Don't say anything, you snatched his camera..."

"My mom, he crawled out of the ground?!"

Just when several people were so frightened that their souls were about to fly, after that figure, a second figure appeared.

This time it was a woman with only half a head.

As soon as this woman appeared, several young people from Qianzhi Village who were pressed by ghosts smelled a smell of urine on the spot!

"Zhiyang, you, your daughter-in-law! I, I recognize this!

"I recognize it too! She has a mole on her ass!

"Don't say it! Special mothers-in-law are shared in our village, and that is also your daughter-in-law! "

It's always you who bury her, right?!"

Then, one after another, shaking ghost shadows appeared one after another on that mountain road, all of them were foreigners who died tragically in Qianzhi Village!

The few young people of Qianzhi Village who were fixed in place were speechless, until they saw a figure in the group of ghosts, who seemed to be a living person!

"Yes, a living person?"

"It's a living person! Master, help, help!

"Master help!"

Suddenly, as the ghosts moved forward, they closed their mouths in unison.

Because they saw that the "master" who had pinned his hopes for life was now lying leisurely on a stretcher made of a few bamboos and Sito, carried by four ghosts with slightly sound limbs, approaching this side.

When he got closer, the ghost shadows stopped, and Yang Ning lay on the stretcher and lazily glanced at these young people from Qianzhi Village.

With a peaceful smile on his face, his gaze swept over several people.

"Guilty, damn it."

"Guilty, damn it."

"Guilty, damn it."

There were a total of six young people from Qianzhi Village standing in front of him, and Yang Ning said "guilty, damn it" six times.

After speaking, he knocked on the bamboo stretcher under him twice with "da" and "da", and suddenly, the group of ghosts turned around in horror and bowed their heads towards him.

Yang Ning said quietly: "Next, if you have revenge and revenge, I only have two requirements."

"First, don't touch that straight forest."

"Second, you can be tortured, but you can't be killed, you can suck in essence, but you are not allowed to inhale yang qi, I still want to participate in their village festival."

"You can choose not to listen to me, but then I will be angry."

As soon as Yang Ning's last bland "I will be angry" four words came out, the group of ghosts trembled together!

"Da" "Da"!

He knocked on the bamboo stretcher twice more, and said lazily: "Okay..." "

You are ghosts, look at the sluggish ones, and show a little bit of what a ghost should look like."

After speaking, Yang Ning took out a bell from the white cloth bag on his body, and shook it a few times.

As soon as the bell rang, all the fear on those powerful ghosts disappeared!

Instead, one by one, they revealed an extremely hideous appearance!

On the spot, a few even almost threw themselves at the young man of that Qianzhi Village!

Yang Ning nodded and said, "That's right..."

Saying that, he beckoned to the side, his hands made a "hugging" motion, and on his hands, a frightened little turtle appeared.

He shook his only half of his limbs in panic, and said anxiously: "Orange, orange!" That's it, quick, hide!

"Don't get caught by them! Otherwise you will be the same as me!

Yang Ning's eyes were soft, and his tone was soft: "Actually, I can make your personality more fierce, but I still like this kind and timid you, so... Before giving you a big gift today, I will give you a small gift. The

breeze surged through, and a burst of black qi gushed out from Yang Ning's fingers and landed on the little turtle's forehead and eyebrows, forming a small shark mark.

Yang Ning instructed him meaningfully: "Usually, you can be a cute little turtle, but when you need to, you have to be a little shark, understand?"

The little turtle couldn't understand what Yang Ning was saying, his little eyes were just glancing at the mountain road behind him, as if he was very afraid of the very bad memories he had experienced here.

Yang Ning put him down little by little and patted his little back, "Go, little shark, Hong Xiaoer has already helped you control Zhilin, waiting for you in front."

After Yang Ning's words, the little turtle's small eyeballs suddenly became full of whites, and in turn, the look of fear on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a fierce and fierce similar to the fierce ghost on the side!

The shark whose soul was taken away by Yang Ning before, now its soul is integrated with the little turtle and has become his second ghost personality!

The little turtle at this moment is no longer a small turtle, but a baby shark!

Immediately, the baby shark lay flat on the ground on all fours, bounced his limbs, found that he was a little uncomfortable, and then supported the ground with the broken half of his limbs....

It was as if he had discovered a very surprising period!

I can actually use these limbs to move!

So, next on this ghostly mountain road, a little evil ghost with half of his limbs cut off rushed forward with an extremely vicious face!

After that, the fierce ghosts also rushed out with the roar!

Ghosts roaring in the mountains!

The target is directed at Sennao Village ahead!

Looking at the small figure at the front of the ghost group, Yang Ning remembered very clearly that the little shark was very fierce!

How fierce is it?

Dare to bite yourself three times so fiercely!

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