Mother and Son Evil Spirits
Chapter 27:Mother and Son Evil Spirits
I wonder even more, do you know your name and how much reaction?
He gently took a cup of tea and took a breath.
"Not only do I know your name, I also know that you are a feng shui master and a yin and yang teacher, as for my name, I just change my name and sit down and change your name, the surname Mo, the famous words, the people of Jianghu call the flower madman."The word said casually.
I just took a sip of tea, heard the mouth of the ink said, the name of the crazy, immediately let the mouth of the tea out of the mouth.
The more I remember what I said, the more I felt wrong.
Zhao Ming, Feng Shui Master, Yin and Yang Master.
These two identities, time suddenly let me wake up, like a big drink.
“The last killer is you!”I immediately stood up from the stool, my heart shocked to see Zhao Ming in front of me.
Zhao Ming did not look at me at all, but his eyes were fixed on the body of the ink, and his face became ugly.
"The flower is crazy."The mouth twitched softly, and Zhao Ming muttered softly.
"You don't have to deny that you're not Zhao Ming, and although you're wearing a mask, I can see your true identity."The word whispered.
“The face mask?”My eyes immediately looked at the face.
Since the mask was lost, I was full of spirit by the mask, I have been watching the mask, and I have always been watching the mask, and I am also particularly sensitive to some masks, so when I heard the ink talk about the human face mask, my eyes have been staring at Zhao Ming.
"How do you know me, for years, no one can see who I am, how you see."Zhao Ming said gloomyly.
Looking at Zhao Ming's attitude change, my heart was surprised, this sentence also shows that this guy admitted that he was Zhao Ming, and also admitted that these things are done by him.
"I see from the tombstone of Uncle Lao Gen's daughter, the tombstone of the old uncle's daughter should not be the previous tombstone, but later you secretly set up, and you did not set up a tombstone at all, but a locking soul monument, if you want to stand up, you must have the name of the legal person, and the tombstone has your Zhao Ming name."The word whispered.
The more I listened to Zhao Ming's eyebrows, the more tightly they wrinkled, looking at the eyes of the words, with a kill.
I was surprised, this look is not right, this guy seems to be moving to kill.
When I turned my head and looked at the words, I found that this nanny was still not surprised, and the movements were very casual, as if Zhao Ming did not put Zhao Ming in his eyes.
"If I'm right, you have a very special relationship with Uncle Gen, and your coffin has been transferred by you, and there is no uncle's daughter in that coffin."Mo continued to say.
Zhao Ming did not say a word, his eyes stared at the ink, with the whiteness of Zhao Ming's face, as if he were a ghost.
Mo Yan still ignored the look of this guy and said to himself: "I also know, you used the method of stealing the burial tomb, buried in the graveyard of the old uncle's daughter, you want to cultivate the mother and son."
"Mother and son, it sounds so bad."I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, looking at Zhao Ming's eyes, I was really scared, went behind the ink, dare not look at this guy's eyes.
"You want to use the mother and son's double fist to kill the people in the village, and then you make out the chain of the soul, but unfortunately, your mother and son's coffin, was carried out by three villagers by mistake, so caused a leak of gas, and the fisture can only kill the royal family closest to the mother and son's coffin."
Speaking of this, Mo paused slightly and looked at Zhao Ming sharply: "Feng Shui is easy to make people and kill people, this sentence is true, I really don't know what kind of hatred is with you in this village, you even want to make a mother and son to kill them."
Zhao Ming's face became more and more ugly, looking at the ink, as if he wanted to swallow her.
I admire this nanny in my heart, a tombstone can be calculated so many things, really powerful.
"You know what, you're only one dead."Zhao Ming coldly said.
“Back off.”Mo did not answer Zhao Ming's words, but spoke sharply at me.
With that voice, I hurried back a few steps.
Zhao Ming's face was full of gloomy, and after matching his face of the dead, he looked even more dark and terrible.
Zhao Ming’s mouth moved gently, not knowing what to say.
An unscrupulous wind blew at once, and the cold wind blew me into a trembling.
Looking at the words again, I found that the nanny's expression was full of seriousness and solemnity.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a crowping sound, a sound, and I hurried to look behind me.
At this point, I was immediately surprised and almost scared me.
I saw a woman, oh no, not a woman, it should be a corpse swooping down from the roof, fingers into the head of the ink.
The finger is like the finger of a zombie, if it is inserted, it must be peeled off if it does not die.
I looked nervously at the words, wanted to remind the ink, and found that the ink words seemed to know the movements of the corpse, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps.
This dead body was immediately emptied.
“Man is a corpse, it is evil.”Mo said to look at the corpse and speak.
My eyes were fixed on the corpse, and after this glance, I hastened to withdraw my eyes, which was too terrible.
The face seems to be without meat, the skin on the face is like a close to the bone, the crumpled, still concave, looks terrible.
"If you knew, you would have died, and I would have done my purpose without you."Zhao Ming said, the voice is full of hatred.
I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, if the ink could not beat Zhao Ming, I can only be buried with the words of Mo Yan.
There is no regret in my heart and this nanny has come, and it is dangerous everywhere.
Mo Yan snorted coldly, looked at the corpse, and slowly turned away, "If I am not mistaken, this female corpse is the daughter of the old Geng uncle."
Listening to the words, I couldn't help but be surprised, and my eyes looked at Zhao Ming.
This is simply a brute, even with the old uncle's daughter refined into a corpse, this is simply heaven and earth do not allow.
Zhao Ming smiled gloomily, "The flower madman is well-known, but you can't escape a dead word any cleverness."
“Kill her and puncture her throat.”Zhao Ming whispered to the female corpse, the corner of his mouth moved gently, not knowing what spell was reading.
The female corpse rushed over at once, and the pale hands stabbed quickly toward the ink-speech neck.
The ink expression became more and more gloomy, opened his mouth gently to read something, and suddenly there was a peach sword in his hand.
It made me wonder where this nanny's peach sword came from, this will not be like a robot cat, there is a almighty pocket.
Mo said that an arrow rushed past, and the peach wood sword in his hand kept beating together toward the corpse.
This corpse action is extremely flexible, in the case of Mo Yan's fight, even only photographed the female corpse's chest, the rest can not be photographed.
My heart is slightly surprised, my heart more and more feel the seriousness of this matter, if this is the case, then I and Mo Yan only have a dead end ah.
Mo Yan retreated two steps, with the help of a force point, immediately rushed to the female body, this time the speed is a lot, the peach sword directly inserted in the female body chest, and then contact with this rebound immediately returned.
"Son, can this woman's body be solved?"I looked at the whispers.
The expression of Mo Yan is very heavy, "This woman's body has been more than ten years, every day to absorb Zhao Ming's yang, a little tricky."
“Isn’t that finished?”I was in a hurry.
Mo Yan no longer answered my words, but closed his eyes, "The Lord of heaven came to me to help me kill ghosts."
After saying this, Mo Yan immediately opened his eyes, biting the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the peach wood sword.
At this time, the woman's body rushed over, and the fingers were still inserted into the neck of the ink.
Looking at me is thrilling, but unfortunately I can't even put my hands on it, in order not to prevent the drag oil bottle when the ink talk, I can only look at it, look at the ink speech at a disadvantage, I hold my hands tightly into fists.
The tip of the tongue of the tongue sprayed on the peach wood sword, the whole person became much more powerful, the tiger and the tiger who waved the peach sword, one trick after another stabbed the female corpse.
Once the peach sword is stabbed on the body of the woman, the female body will scream.
Zhao Ming's face grew darker and darker, so gloomy that it almost dripped.
Watching the words turn from the inferior to the upper hand, my heart was relieved.
"Ghost, I'm calling ghosts, the old man in heaven is in a hurry."Zhao Ming shouted loudly.
I kept an eye on Zhao Ming, waiting for this cry of his voice, my heart was immediately surprised, somehow, I felt this cry, let me feel the air around me become a lot cold.
“Call the ghosts!”The face changed greatly.
After looking at me, Mo Yan retreated directly to my side and said, "Go to the paperman."
I was surprised, and looked at the room quickly, and saw two paper people, listening to the instructions of the ink, I rushed to the two paper people.
But at this moment, suddenly I felt something more in my back, tightly inserted in my back, so painful that I wanted to call my mother.
Looking back, my heart panicked God, not only when my back actually had more than one person, my body floated, my face gloomy and terrible, like the eyes of a dead fish eye staring at me.
"Ah!The ghost . . .
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