Chapter 8 The worm crawling under the face

The triangular eye that Liu Zhao pressed down became fragmented in an instant.

Rosacea, who was stabbed by me, lowered his head and looked at his chest.

The moment he raised his face, the Tianling cover slowly slid down.

His brain and blood were like sulfuric acid, corroding his face beyond recognition.

This is how they died in the car accident!

"Xiuxiu!"

I pushed away my rosacea and turned to look at the driver's seat.

Weng Xiuxiu smiled half-heartedly and continued driving.

Eyes, staring straight ahead.

And through the thick fog, I could vaguely see the 'Life Bridge' in the distance.

"Xiuxiu, we know what happened at that time!" I said hurriedly.

"So what?" Xiuxiu said quietly, "Can you change my fate of death?"

Seeing Weng Xiuxiu step on the accelerator, I immediately panicked.

"Xiuxiu, what do you want to do?"

"Only one person can survive on this bus!" Weng Xiuxiu stared into my eyes through the rearview mirror. "You and he... can only get off one person!"

"Why?"

"With my remaining kindness, I can only give alms to one person!"

When Weng Xiuxiu said this, a ridge suddenly appeared on her face.

Then, the ridge quickly slides into the base of the ear.

"Don't be like this!" Liu Zhao approached cautiously, "We know the truth! And we will announce it! Please..."

"If it wasn't for this purpose, why do you think I let you go?" Weng Xiuxiu sneered, "We're almost there! You think about it quickly, or we'll go down together!"

Hearing what Weng Xiuxiu said, I decisively dragged Liu Zhao to the door.

"Go down!"

"No!" Liu Zhao shook his head decisively, "I am a man, it's your turn to go down! You are still young, and you still have a lot of youth! I have no father or mother, so I will die if I die!"

What else is there to give in to at this time?

I can Zhu Youshu, but he can't!

Maybe I can delay it for some time!

Thinking of this, I pulled the emergency switch of the car door.

He was so violent that he pushed Liu Zhao down.

The moment Liu Zhao fell to the ground, the car door closed automatically.

"Let everyone know the truth!"

I slapped the glass and yelled at Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao hesitated for a moment, nodded, got up and ran away.

Then, I turned around and looked at Weng Xiuxiu.

"Hmph! Have you heard of Our Lady of Death in Troubled Times? There's no point in living like you, silly and sweet!"

"Who said I'm a holy mother?"

Taking a step back, I took out my phone.

Turn on the positioning and try to find the direction.

Sadly, I found that my mobile phone had no signal.

Too bad!

Which way is north?

I'm good at everything, but I can't tell the difference between east, west and north!

When I was anxious, my Tianling Gai was suddenly pinched.

He raised his eyelids and saw Qianye Cangjue.

After Qianye Cangjue glanced at me with extreme indifference, he grabbed my head and turned me to the other side.

Is he giving me directions?

Without thinking too much, I just tore off a piece of cloth from my clothes.

There was no cinnabar, so blood could be used instead.

Treat the rain as your king and the ghosts as your ministers.

On the tail of the word ghost, write the word "broken" on the cloth.

A palm was slapped on Weng Xiuxiu's back, and she immediately formed a seal with her hands.

"The Beginning of Spring! The Waking of Insects! The Grains of Ear! Slight Heat! Autumn..."

After reciting nine words, Weng Xiucai let out a heartbreaking scream.

The head is tilted back, suddenly forming a 90-degree angle and tightly fitting the back of the neck.

One bulge after another squirmed rapidly under her face.

Squirming and squirming, it suddenly came out of the eyes.

That's...a bug?!

"ah!"

Weng Xiuxiu screamed and opened her mouth violently.

The corners of his mouth were instantly torn to the base of his ears.

Instead of sharp teeth, her mouth was filled with dense insects!

After taking a closer look, it suddenly dawned on me.

Grandma once said that wizards in ancient times were divided into two groups... Zhu Youshu and Gu Poison.

In layman's terms, the distinction is between the righteous and the evil.

The art of poisonous poison originated from Miao territory, specializing in the preparation of poisonous poisons.

He even feeds his body to voodoo to achieve a certain purpose.

Weng Xiuxiu's appearance is likely to have Miao ancestry.

But her information says she is Han.

Suddenly, I remembered something!

I remember Liu Zhao mentioned that Weng Xiuxiu also has a mother!

"You are not Weng Xiuxiu!"

I distanced myself and yelled into the driver's seat.

"Hey hey hey..."

'Weng Xiuxiu' laughed sinisterly and slowly closed her mouth.

I saw a Gu worm twisting in the corner of my mouth, so I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth.

After chewing for a while, his sallow teeth were exposed.

"I didn't expect you to know Zhu Youshu at such a young age! It's a pity... you are not deeply experienced in the world and your Taoism is too shallow!"

Speaking of this, 'Weng Xiuxiu' raised her neck.

Stare into my eyes, raise your hands and clasp your scalp with both hands.

Then, it was torn apart forcefully.

Muscle fibers composed of Gu worms squirmed and appeared in my sight.

Just one glance made my scalp numb.

Subconsciously, I turned to look at Qianye Cangjue as if asking for help.

But he was shocked to find that the dead snake was missing!

what to do?

I still have to rely on myself!

I still have the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Technique!
To be continued...