Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 287: Hundred Corpses Worship the Fox (Part 1)
Chapter 287 Hundred Corpses Worship the Fox (Part 1)
The wrists are white and red jade shoots, and the strings drawn from the piano are pointed and oblique.
Ye Bing's hands have always been beautiful, and I can't find any flaws in my impression.
But the scene in front of me is completely different from the woman in my memory, the difference is too great.
The scallion jade finger shriveled inside, like bacon that had been exposed to the sun, it was green and black, and looked very hideous.
"That, those are not human fingers." Jiang Chen sat in the mud, he looked at his wife who used to live under the same roof, there was no worry or concern on his face, more panic and a hint of cover-up Deep disgust.
"I'm afraid you don't have the right to say that about her. The foster kid wants her to give you a ghost baby, but you are just wearing a good human skin." An incident encountered during the live broadcast of Haoqiao Crematorium.
Under the crematorium, there is a murderous creature suppressed. It originally planned to use the power of evil spirits to get out of trouble, but I accidentally stopped it.
During that duel, the murderous creature once broke the seal and stretched out a finger.
Although I was in a trance at the time, I still had a deep impression on that finger.
Same as Ye Bing's hand at this time, blue and black, shriveled inward, like a dead tree root buried in the ground.
"The evil thing escaped?" When I went to the No. 3 bridge crematorium tonight, there was only Mr. Gu in the mourning hall, and I didn't notice the existence of other ghosts. Now that I think about it, I feel a little abnormal.
The crematorium itself is a large formation covering a radius of ten miles, involving ten evil gods and spirits, with ten changes, which can gather ghosts in a radius of ten miles, guide and absorb them, and turn them into one's own use.
At that time, I was exhausted by the magic talisman, and I collapsed until dawn. I barely survived. It's been a long time.
The formation was intact, but when I arrived tonight, the place was surprisingly "clean", without any ghosts or wandering souls greedy for the world.
Where did all that filth go?
I was thinking, when the green willows suddenly entangled my lower back, and a soft force pulled me back.
"The girl was caught by something, don't get too close." Taoist Xianqing has already withdrawn from the three-infant formation, and motioned for me to stand behind him.
When Daoist Xianqing interjected, I remembered: "Daoist, the Qingtu Temple is so close to the No. 3 bridge crematorium, you should know that there is a murderous thing under the crematorium, right?"
"This is not a secret in Jiangcheng. Many people know it. Why do you suddenly say this?"
"Master Daoist, I suspect that Ye Bing's upper body is the murderous creature under the crematorium."
I said my guess, Taoist Xianqing's face changed: "How sure are you?"
"Seventy percent." The change in Ye Bing's fingers was just one of them. I thought of the changes before and after the crematorium, and Lu Xing and Zhu Ren happened to have been there before, so I came to this conclusion.
"It's broken, if this is the case, I'm afraid the two of us will have to confess here." Daoist Xianqing looked at Ye Bing as if he was facing an enemy, and his eyes became a little hesitant.
"You and I are not the opponent of that monster?" In my arms, I still wrapped a set of two dragons out of the water array talisman paper and a random high-quality talisman exchanged from the underworld show in my arms. Dare to stand here.
"If it's really the ominous creature, only the resurrection of the patriarch can subdue it." Taoist Xian Qing sighed: "The one who suppressed the ominous thing on the No. Master, speaking of it, this ominous creature has a lot to do with our corpse-hunting lineage."
"All the rumors about the murderous thing in the market are actually fictitious. No one knows the real reason, including our direct disciples, who don't know the origin of this murderous thing." Taoist Xianqing sighed: "Ancestor After the master suppressed him on the No. 3 bridge, he disappeared not long after, leaving only a letter in his own handwriting, asking the younger generation not to look for him, not to step into the crematorium of the No. 3 bridge, and drive the corpse to death After that, it cannot be buried in the ground, let alone buried within ten miles of No. 3 Bridge."
"Your master?" Xian Qingdao is over half a century old, and this must be the generation of his ancestor. Doesn't the origin of the murderous thing go back a hundred years?
"Yeah, the lineage of corpse-killing had once had glory, but it only began to decline in modern times. It happened to be after the death of the patriarch, and the lineage of corpse-killing fell apart, as if they were envied by heaven. In one generation, there are only two or three disciples left, and when it is passed on to me, only Yunchuan is left as an apprentice."
"Could the decline of the corpse line have something to do with this monster?"
I said something casually, but it made Taoist Xianqing think carefully: "It makes sense, but the most urgent thing now is to drive this thing out of the girl's body."
Master Xianqing deliberately wanted to avoid some topics. Regarding the persecution of the murderer under the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium, it seems to be a taboo in their lineage.
Yin Qi entered her body, Ye Bing's hair was disheveled, and her appearance became more and more weird.
"Shadow!"
The rain rolled back, and the wind blew up around Ye Bing, adding a touch of cruelty to the already desperate and dark rainy night.
"I'll stop it. He'll go find Yun Chuan and tell him to leave with the corpse of the fox fairy. If he meets this demon today, he may not be able to open the corpse normally."
"Taoist priest, can you do it alone?" I glanced at Ye Bing's ever-increasing yin energy, and at the Xianqing Taoist priest who was only holding a wicker in his hand, feeling uncertain.
"If you can't, I'm going to go, you go!"
In order to buy time, Taoist Xianqing stood in place holding a green willow: "Let's go!"
I grabbed Jiang Chen and turned his head outwards. As soon as I turned around, there was a howling wind from behind.
Ye Bing came straight to me, she was already crazy, her former beauty turned into terror, she lost her mind, baring her teeth and claws like a monster.
"Definitely!" Daoist Xianqing flung out two talisman papers, but the talisman against the corpse change was useless to Ye Bing. Seeing that Ye Bing was about to grab my shoulder, he waved the wicker, and the emerald green wicker also I don't know what soaked it with something, and whipped Ye Bing's body, leaving purple and black marks.
Ye Bing slowed down, and I ran away.
Running quickly into Xinhu High School, there are still a few sneaky figures around the burning trench. At first glance, they thought it was the corpses of the students who ran out of the room.
"Get out of the way!"
With the gun pointing at Jiang Chen's head, I passed between several armed policemen and entered the burning ditch.
As soon as I stepped into the bungalow, I felt a bit of coolness on my forehead. When I looked up, the Yuanchen Hanging Soul Talisman on the door was automatic without wind, which was very strange.
"Yunchuan?" I subconsciously called out, but no one responded.
I strangled Jiang Chen's neck and entered the inner room again.
Walking through the gaps between the standing corpses, I stepped on the black incineration deposits on the ground and walked up to Yunchuan.
The thick white face towel I opened just now had been closed at some point, I didn't think much about reaching out to lift a corner of the face towel: "Yun Chuan, your master..."
My pupils shrank suddenly, and my pupils reflected the face under the white veil, which was not Yun Chuan's face at all, but the face of a fox!
The fingers seemed to be convulsed, and they trembled unconsciously, and the white face towel was covered again.
"How is it possible?" I took a step back and looked at the tall man in front of me. He was wearing black clothes with red trim. Is it the face of a fox?
I don't really know anything about chasing corpses, and I don't know why Taoist Xianqing let Yun Chuan stand in the middle of the group of corpses with the corpse of the fox on his back: "I heard Taoist Xianqing's meaning, it seems to say' Dead body' or something?"
Time was running out, I shook my hand and lifted the mask off Yun Chuan's face again.
"What's the matter, master? Why did you stop halfway through what you said just now?" This time under the mask was Yun Chuan's own face. Although his complexion was not very good, his mind was very clear.
"It's nothing, maybe I misread it just now." I tilted my head and looked at the fox corpse on Yunchuan's back, but the fox's face was also covered by a thick veil, so I couldn't see anything : "Your master is in trouble. That evil cultivator is very difficult to deal with. He asked you to take the corpse of the fox fairy and go first."
"The altar has been opened, and the dead people have eaten all the food, how can it be stopped halfway?" Yun Chuan pouted at the sacrifices around him. He intended to let me see the bitten rabbit meat and fish meat , pork, but probably because of too much strength, he shook the mask off his face all at once.
The white cloth towel came off, and I saw the other half of Yun Chuan's face that was covered.