Yi Yan closed his eyes and looked inside. In the center of the vast black air stood a blood-red eye.
The eyes moved around, watching the surrounding situation vigilantly, like a living creature.
Could it be that the Buddha statue's attack caused me to be parasitized?
Yi Yan looked ugly. He opened his shirt and saw that the abdomen that had been penetrated by the three corpse gods had healed, but the eyeball was embedded in the healed area.
"Damn it!"
He clearly felt that this eyeball accelerated the operation of "Huang Xie Yinji Sutra".
Countless resentments quickly gathered towards his lower abdomen, and the area centered around his eyeballs became pale.
Yan Yan poked the bloodless skin hard, his nails dug deep into the flesh, and there was no feeling.
Already...almost dead?
The fourth time he activated the technique, not only his hands were almost completely numb, but his abdomen was also about to turn into a corpse.
The ember is estimated to be accelerating at this speed. It is estimated that in less than a month, its entire body will be transformed into a corpse.
It is very likely that she will be like the foster mother, who can only find a place to hide herself and wait until her body is completely transformed before she can continue to move.
But if the mother-in-law can have people offering sacrifices to her, how can she get so much resentment for him to practice?
"Let's go quickly, lest that evil ghost comes out of the mirror and we can't deal with it."
Wang Hu's words interrupted Yi Yan's thinking.
Yu Yan did not tell Wang Hu about this matter. He knew that with Wang Hu's temperament, he would definitely take risks and do something stupid after learning about this matter.
When I approached the bronze mirror and looked at it, I saw that the uneven mirror surface was turbid.
He meditated for a moment, then touched the bronze mirror with his right hand, and the black energy connected with it, and the mirror surface instantly changed its appearance.
In the mirror, I saw the Beatty female ghost holding Zhao Liao's head in her hands, confronting everyone.
Among the people downstairs, three people had already died next to the female ghost, looking horrified.
The group of men in black in the picture has changed a bit.
Like Wang Cuishan, they all crushed the statue. Both men and women seemed to have changed into different people, with muscles all over their bodies soaring, and each of them was as steady as a stone tower.
Ember seemed to be able to sense an evil aura from these ghost hunters, but it was completely different from the black aura he had absorbed.
Under the stimulation of the skill, he saw a red mist surrounding the man in black.
This red mist seems to have self-awareness. From time to time it transforms into a human form and surrounds people, inhaling a cloud of milky white gas-like substance from their mouths.
"What the hell is that statue?"
Ember was a little confused, why did these ghost hunters gain power just by crushing the wooden sculptures?
If this kind of figure were put into modern times, it would be completely comparable to those of modern top bodybuilders. Moreover, after these people have developed such muscles after a long period of training, their skills will be even more terrifying.
It's just that this kind of power comes from a strange source. It's not owned by them. It's more like it was refined from the sea of blood and mountains of flesh, with a strong evil aura.
"Hold on! When I find a way to deal with it, we can all get out." Nie Fei's strong arms like a horned dragon grabbed the old woodcutter and threw him towards the ghost.
"Sir!" The woodcutter's eyes were full of fear, and he tried to break away. The next moment, he found a pair of blood-red eyes above him staring at him.
"Well!"
The woodcutter's face turned red, he covered his neck and struggled desperately. After a few breaths, his eyes turned white and he lost consciousness.
"You damn losers, can't you just waste time?"
Nie Fei glanced at the old woodcutter's body that had been broken into several pieces. He felt chills all over his body and reprimanded loudly.
"Does it taste good?"
Just when Nie Fei was about to throw Guanglong over, a strange voice came from the space.
"Little friend, help me!" Guanglong reacted the fastest, and immediately knew that it was the voice of Ember. He couldn't care so much, struggled to kneel on the ground, and said tremblingly.
"Boy, are you responsible?" Nie Fei could not hide his murderous intent and said through gritted teeth.
"When you wanted to bring me back to sacrifice, why didn't you show mercy for a while?" Yu Jin sneered, and suddenly realized why in this barren mountain and ridge, the woodcutter would so casually kill me.
A few strangers brought Diazepam back.
Especially in this world, where gods and Buddhas are powerless and ghosts are rampant.
"This...it's all what Mr. Zhang Si forced us to do. My friend, please look at me as a senior and a junior. Please save me. I will never do this kind of thing again."
It's gone!" Guanglong looked panicked and burst into tears.
"Shut up, trash!"
Nie Fei couldn't stand it anymore and cut off Guanglong's head with his knife.
"You guys continue to play with it. Since you like to follow that monster old man, you should pay a price." Yi Yan said coldly without any pity in his heart.
Yan Yan left without turning around. He knew that this method could not solve the female ghost at all. Even if he had the "Huang Xie Yinji Sutra", he could only escape with the protection of those eyes.
Opening the door, the two of them stepped into the corridor, as if they had stepped into another time and space.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the patter of rain and the dull sound of thunder could no longer be heard.
In the quiet night sky, several rays of red light spread over the corridor, as if sprinkled with a thin layer of blood plasma.
Ember looked out the window at the back of the corridor.
The night sky was much brighter at this moment, and a blood moon stood quietly on the top of the mountain, watching everyone like an eye.
This corridor seemed to have no end. It was dark in the depths, and several wooden doors could be seen closed on both sides.
After walking along the corridor for a short distance, I still couldn't find the stairs going downstairs.
Even for the window that looked out at the scenery, Yu Yan and the two were like ghosts fighting against a wall. No matter how they walked, they couldn't get close to that window.
"Ahem!"
After walking for a while, Yi Yan suddenly felt a little cold in his body and coughed twice violently.
This kind of coldness is not like the instantaneous decrease in the surrounding environment caused by evil spirits, but a kind of coldness that spreads from within oneself.
It was so cold that even my internal organs ached.
"What's wrong? Nothing will happen to you, right?" Wang Hu asked with a frown when he saw Yu Yan covering his abdomen.
"..."
Yi Yan did not answer Wang Hu, he knew that the pain came from that eyeball.
The eyeballs stimulate the embers to unconsciously run the Huangxie Yinjie Meridian, providing the eyeballs with a steady stream of resentment, thus accelerating the transformation into corpses.
These eyes... seem to be connected to my own spirit.
Have the same perception and can feel various sensations.
For example, you can clearly tell which room has strong black energy at the moment and which room has no black energy at all.
It's as if the eye is originally one organ, not two living beings.
Is it possible that I really want to be like that Fourth Master Zhang, and will a monster grow inside my body in the end?
"Huzi, go this way!"
Yi Yan suppressed the shock in his heart and simply didn't think about it. The most important thing now was to get out alive, which was more important than anything else.
Through the eyes of his abdomen, Ember locked onto a wooden door diagonally opposite.
There is no black air behind this wooden door.
The ground was as clean as snow in winter, and he had a hunch that there might be an exit behind this door.
There was a "squeak" sound.
Yan Yan walked straight over and opened the wooden door.
Through the crack in the door, I saw that the room was completely dark and nothing could be seen.
But there was a vaguely unpleasant smell, like some kind of animal feces.
Just as he was about to turn on the flashlight, a ferocious and twisted face suddenly appeared in the crack of the door, staring at him.
Before Yi Yan could react, an arm stretched out from the crack of the door, grabbed him, and dragged him inside.