There are dense black spots on the surface of the bone. If you look carefully, each black spot is a circular whirlpool. Just one look at it gives me a splitting headache and seems to suck my soul away.

I frowned, and I felt that the black spots were so familiar, as if I had seen them before somewhere.

After Song Zhen took out the skeleton, all the baby ghosts stepped back together. They were afraid.

Countless long-haired female ghosts emerged from the river. They stood on top of the river one by one, bleeding all over their bodies. The blood dripped into the river, dyeing the river water scarlet.

They were mothers who were killed by midwives. They were also trapped under the bridge, unable to move.

Now, I smashed the jar and they finally see the light of day again.

Their resentment gathered in the sky, causing the surrounding area to darken instantly. Black clouds gathered in the sky, and a faint glow of blood appeared.

Song Zhen held the skeleton in her hand and whipped Wang Minghao hard. Wang Minghao stiffened and yelled: "Song Zhen! What do you want to do?!"

Song Zhen looked at him indifferently, her eyes no longer looked innocent and innocent, but instead looked turbid and old.

When the bones hit Wang Minghao, Wang Minghao was completely unable to dodge or move.

Wang Minghao let out a terrified cry. When the bones hit Wang Minghao's body, Wang Minghao aged rapidly. His hair turned gray, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his spine was bent.

Wang Minghao panicked and ran away.

The skeleton in Song Zhen's hand hit Wang Minghao again. Wang Minghao shouted in fear: "Zhao Rui! Help me!!!"

I took a deep breath and slammed the coffin in my hand towards Song Zhen.

Then, like an arrow from a string, I rushed towards Song Zhen very quickly.

I took out the coreless sky candle in my left hand and the bamboo rabbit in my right hand. I took out almost everything I could use.

Song Zhen was hit by the coffin, but she still stood upright. Instead, the coffin completely shattered, and Wang Lan's body fell on Song Zhen's body.

Wang Minghao escaped the disaster and jumped into the river without looking back.

His body passed through the female ghost in the river. The female ghost ignored him and still looked up at the bridge.

Instead, the infant spirit in the female ghost's arms jumped on his head, grinning and pulling his white hair, and let out a sharp laugh.

Wang Minghao shuddered and let the Yingling do it. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed. He never thought that the most terrifying person was Song Zhen!

What on earth is that skeleton with black spots?!

Why can you suck your own lifespan?

One hit! I was just hit by it, and half of my life was gone!

If he was beaten again, he would definitely die on the spot!

Wang Minghao was still frightened and his heartbeat was so frightened that he discovered that there were countless female ghosts standing in the river.

And he himself was among these female ghosts!

Wang Minghao's scalp was numb, his two buttocks were trembling, and his breathing was unsteady.

Just then, a voice came from the shore: "Master!"

It's Ano.

A Ye threw down a rope and wanted to pull him ashore. Zhang Geng also helped.

The mourners around were panicking and shouting: "No! Don't let him come up, let him drag those female ghosts in the river, otherwise we will all be finished!"

One person's voice sounded, and countless people responded.

They didn't care about the brand-name clothes and leather shoes they were wearing. They rushed up with ferocious faces, pushed A Ye and Zhang Geng to the ground, and beat and kicked them.

Aye was only half a child, and after being beaten a few times, he was covered in bruises. One of his arms was dislocated and fell off, and his hair was as messy as a chicken coop.

He was not in such a panic when he was surrounded by infant spirits.

Who would have thought that the biggest threat to A Ye is not an infant spirit, but a living person?!

These mourners were all red-eyed, fearing that they would die, so they carried A Ye and Zhang Geng and threw them into the river again.

They shouted loudly: "You are all heavenly masters. You have to deal with these female ghosts. We paid for it! We have money!"

They stood on the bank, their eyes evasive, not daring to look at the female ghosts and infant spirits in the river, but they yelled at Zhang Geng and others.

Several people suddenly remembered something and took out masks from their pockets and put them on their faces.

Seeing their actions, the others felt as if they were awakening from a dream, and immediately put white, black, and blue masks on their faces.

It seems that this way can cover up their greed, as if this can stop these female ghosts and infant spirits from causing trouble to them, as if everything they do becomes natural.

Zhang Geng held Aye's back, found a rotten wooden board, and asked him to lie down on his stomach. He gritted his teeth and swam towards Wang Minghao.

Zhang Geng squeezed the remaining amulet tightly, feeling uneasy. He didn't know if the amulet soaked in water was still useful.

On the bridge, Song Zhen moved her body with one hand, and Wang Lan's body broke open from the middle and turned into a pile of rotten flesh.

Countless maggots, along with flies, turned into pus and blood and scattered all over the floor.

The hard black coffin was vulnerable to a blow and turned into pieces.

Faint black spots began to appear on Wang Lan's face. She gritted her teeth and glared at me: "Zhao Rui, I underestimated you. You do have two brushes, but it's a pity..."

Before she could finish her words, the wickless heavenly candle was already burning, and countless candles appeared around her. The flames shot up into the sky, scattering the black clouds formed by some of the resentment.

The infant spirit left on the bridge could not even make a sound and turned into ashes.

I didn't have time to pay attention to this. I realized that Wang Lan was extraordinary.

She stood upright on the bridge, and the bones in her hands gave me an extremely dangerous feeling.

I bit the tip of my tongue, drew a black goat talisman, and threw it at Song Zhen.

The Black Goat Talisman exploded in front of Song Zhen, and a monster full of tentacles emerged. There were countless suckers on the monster's tentacles. Each sucker had small bumps protruding from it, densely packed with stars.

Lomi cloth.

Song Zhen swung the skeleton, and the bones passed through the body of the attacking monster, becoming stagnant in the air and making it difficult to swing.

One of the tentacle monster's tentacles moved twice. Song Zhen felt her heart hurt and her head hurt. Her eyes rolled up and blood dripped.

She wailed in pain, covered her eyes and shouted, "Get away!"

The bones passed through the body of the tentacle monster again, and the tentacle monster emitted a golden light that made people unable to open their eyes.

By the time I came to Song Zhen, the black goat talisman had lost its effectiveness and the tentacle monster had disappeared.

Song Zhen was furious and her face was distorted. She held the bones in her hands tightly and said angrily and horrified: "Zhao Rui, you are seeking your own death! If you summon that thing, it will kill everyone."
Chapter completed!