Wu Wuwei was lying on the bed, still holding the phone, but he couldn't move or speak.
All I could do was watch the black shadows gathering around me. When the figures twisted, they made a clicking sound, like the sound of broken bones.
Without saying anything, Tang Sanmu quickly took out two wooden figures from his pocket, and the two wooden figures stood facing each other.
The expressions are all peaceful and smiling.
He first pointed at the head of one of the wooden figures, and only heard a slight sound coming from the wooden figure.
At the same time, there was a faint white energy surrounding his body, and Miki said: "This body is connected to my spirit, and a single thought generates great light."
After the words fell, Tang Sanmu took a deep breath and tapped the wooden figure heavily with his fingers.
Click!
Just one moment caused the wooden figure to split from the middle. There was only a slight connection to prevent it from being completely separated.
Then Miki took two steps back, looked around, and heard heavy footsteps coming from outside.
At the same time, the panels on the wall quickly detached, and the lifelike corpse inside became increasingly clear.
The small holes in the exposed skin look particularly weird, as if they were holes in fruit bitten by insects.
Jiang Feng couldn't help but frown when he saw the corpse in front of him: "This old guy is really not a good person.
There are so many corpses buried here, it must be because of the blood debt, right?"
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "These corpses may not have been buried by the old woman.
If you look at the clothes they are wearing, it is obvious that they are not from this era and are already very old.
It’s just that the corpse itself is special and will not decay even after a long period of time.”
At this moment, on the other side of the camera, Wu Wuwei's body was stiff, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes were filled with fear, but he could hardly move at all.
On this side of the camera, there are constant strange sounds around Miki, black liquid falls on the ground and emits a putrid smell, and the wooden boards fall off, revealing a strange corpse.
Outside, footsteps came slowly, and someone was approaching, seemingly to cause trouble for Tang Sanmu.
Golden Requiem: I’m so nervous. It feels like everything is rushing together. Can Master Tang handle it?
Nether Maniac: Today's situation is very bad, mainly because it is too coincidental.
I am a little pineapple: Even if the time can be staggered, it won’t be so troublesome.
Tang Sanmu smiled slightly: "The straw boat borrowing arrows may be a blessing rather than a curse.
Don’t worry, all my friends, I can handle it!”
After finishing speaking, Tang Sanmu moved his gaze to the other wooden man.
Draw a rune on his body, while silently reciting Weiwei's name and birth date in his heart.
After everything was completed, he waved his hand and the two wooden figures fell directly from the table to the ground.
But strangely, this time it seemed random. When the two wooden figures landed on the ground, they still maintained the same posture.
They looked at each other, not even the distance changed at all.
At this time, the door suddenly opened, the old wooden door made a strange noise, and the old woman of the landlord slowly walked in.
After coughing twice, the old woman muttered: "I have opened a shop here for so many years, and most of the people who come to stay here are old and rough.
He is simple-minded and kind-hearted. After hearing that I am pitiful, he will basically give me some money.
If you have money, give more. My old lady is grateful.
If you don't have enough money, I won't mind giving you less.
I didn’t expect that it would be cultural people like you who are so desperate, which makes me very disappointed.”
Tang Sanmu deliberately hid the two wooden figures behind his back and sneered: "You old lady is not kind, I just gave you money, but you actually want someone else's life.
People are kind-hearted and help you, but you only harm those kind-hearted people?"
The old woman spat fiercely on the ground: "How much are good intentions worth in such a desolate place?
But you, from what you just said, do you know what will happen if you give me money?"
"This place has three evils side by side. It seems to be a dangerous place. It stands to reason that normal people will get seriously ill if they live here for a period of time without dying.
But such evil Feng Shui is a good habitat for Gu insects.
This place has become a place of heavy poison, with evil spirits spreading from all directions, even in the air.
If there are too many causes and effects with you, I am afraid that the poisonous insects will be born directly from the body.
When the time comes, it will really be difficult for the gods to save you, and your life will be taken away from you without even realizing it."
After saying this, the old woman smiled and clapped her hands gently: "Wonderful, wonderful, I didn't expect that at such a young age, you could see the situation clearly when you just arrived here.
I am young and promising. I have been away from the secular world for a few years. Are all the young people outside now so good? So when did you start to doubt me? "
"For injuries caused by Feng Shui, except for some specific patterns where the children are primarily injured and the second son is primarily injured, most of the injuries caused by Feng Shui are caused by the host and the hostess first.
The feng shui here is in the yin direction, which is even more unfavorable for women. If something happens to someone in the family, you should be the first one.
Although you can win the sympathy of most people by buying into someone else's misfortune, you have flaws and have exposed yourself."
At the same time as he was talking, things were also happening on the other side of the camera.
The strange aura is like a rope entangling mediocrity.
The latter's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and his body was trembling slightly.
Seeing that I could no longer breathe.
He tried his best to struggle, but was unable to do anything.
In the face of that kind of absolute power, the so-called counterattack and confrontation are like a joke.
The breath was thick and gradually enveloped it.
A group of black shadows stood around him, surrounding him, and a strange sound came from his throat.
It was clear that he was still living in a state of life just now, as if he was living a peaceful life in another world.
Now it suddenly appears strange.
The combination of these sounds is more like a chant, and they are performing some ancient ritual.
Immediately afterwards, blood seeped out from the gaps in the tiles and floor tiles in their house over there.
The blood was rippling, and even when looking at the camera, one could feel the coldness emanating from the room.
"Let me go, there is something wrong with Wuwei Qiyou! No wonder he was so frightened and disappointed at the time! Maybe it was because he had a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart."
"I heard that people have a special sixth sense when facing huge crises. Maybe Wuwei Qiyou has this feeling."
"Oh! It was just a physical injury a few days ago, but today I'm afraid it's time to do it, and it actually kills me!"
The fans in the live broadcast room were extremely nervous. Some people were staring at the screen and sweating on their foreheads.
Under the lens, there are more and more blood-red colors. In fact, these are not real, they are just some illusions formed when a certain aura accumulates.
Some friends gritted their teeth, fearing that they would miss any scene.
Some of them had words of encouragement on the screen, telling me not to be afraid of doing nothing. Master Tang must have a solution, but I don’t know if the suppressed person can still see things with his eyes.
After all, he was shrouded and entangled in the black mist, and he himself was already hazy.
Fortunately, the palm of his hand still kept the action of grabbing the mobile phone, otherwise the device friends would not even be able to see his condition.
Single for ten years: Haha, isn’t this too fake? Do you really think that all the friends in the live broadcast room are fools?
Single for ten years: People have become like this, but they can still hold a mobile phone? Why is it stuck? I’m so envious, why don’t I have a mobile phone growing on my hand?
Single for ten years: You are still doing nothing, and so are you. At your age, you still come to serve as a shill for such a charlatan. Don’t you think it’s shameful?
The 10-year-old bachelor spoke fiercely in the live broadcast room and attacked like crazy as if he had grasped the situation.
Tang Sanmu looked at the old woman's sinister smile and suddenly stretched out a finger: "Wait for me first, let's have a truce for a minute.
I'll spar with someone."
The old woman was slightly stunned. She didn't even understand what was going on, but she nodded mysteriously.
Tang Sanmu cleared his throat and said: "When those counterfeiters were in my live broadcast room before, I felt very disgusted.
But now I regret scaring them so much that they dare not come to my live broadcast room. I regret it very much.
You know why not?"
Ten years of being single:?
“Because they are no longer here, a lot of the fun of the face-slapping session is missing.
So I hope you, my friend, can continue your efforts and create brilliance and topics."
Then, without waiting for the ten-year single to speak, Tang Sanmu suddenly took out a mirror from his pocket.
This is the Bagua mirror. On the back of the mirror are drawn runes and the eight characters of mediocrity.
Then he placed the mirror on the ground and switched the camera to the rear so that his friends could see their surroundings more clearly.
"Everyone, don't just stare at the corpses on the wall and the black liquid on the ground.
You might as well observe the details, and you might be able to make surprising discoveries.”
After the words fell, all the weapon friends stared at the screen carefully, trying to find the subtleties of what Tang Sanmu said.