Bizarre Detective Agency

Chapter 1121: fifty-nine. psychic

Chapter 1121 Fifty-nine. Psychic

When the good news spread to other dungeons, businessman Anthony came to Lu Li and brought back the news that Andrea and the others had returned with ten banyan tree guards.

These ten banyan guards not only guard the dungeon, they will also serve as the eyes of the mother of the swamp, and look after the Wiener dungeon together with the twisted figure.

In addition to bringing the banyan guards, the Swamp Mother drove the zombie banyans of the Shadow Swamp to the edge of the swamp to station at the edge of the swamp, and let it build a defense line to guard the Ellen Peninsula.

Although not even the Land of Light is entirely theirs.

Banyan tree guards entered the dungeon from the new entrance dug by the worm, and temporarily stationed at the entrance of the three dungeons that had been built.

Andrea set sail again, the excavation of the dungeon was still going on, and Lu Li and the others were caught in a kind of waiting.

On the third day, the twisted figure told Lu Li that the retrospective ceremony was ready.

They can pick up the evil **** hidden in the shadows.

…

Sorona is planning to escape.

Her cautiousness was exaggerated to the point of being paranoid - she was just migrating from the surrounding people and only they seemed to be left here and no one could guess the conspiracy against her.

And many attempts to leave without exception confirmed her conjecture.

She had already prayed to the gods, and she had been exposed, but she had not received a reply.

Now, her roommates are being called out one by one... She can even guess who is doing it, who cares about the residents except the benevolent, righteous, respectable, shining exorcist s life?

It's a pity he came too late...

It's a pity that he is not the "life" he cares about...

Soon only Solena and the burden in her hand were left in the room.

The sticky pagans in her imagination rushed in, or Lu Li entered the room and questioned himself with disappointment. But none appeared, only the pain that gradually emerged over time.

The soul and blood seemed to be pulled away, as if the soul had been deprived from the body. Solena was wrapped in enormous pain. The gap between reality and illusion born of pain made her seem to hear the whispering prayers of countless believers.

Gradually, only Solena and the room where she screamed in agony gradually became more of something, an obscure, sinking aura that was drawn from Solena's twisted body in the form of threads, changing its specious form. , will condense and float in a certain direction.

But the breath of the evil **** that was pulled away suddenly hissed like a poisonous snake, like the smoke rising from a pipe dissipating.

The screaming Solena is also hanging down at this moment

For the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she didn't have time to pay attention to the door that was opened, and slumped to the ground, as if the exaggerated sweat that had drained her body was gathering under her body.

"The evil **** behind her abandoned her..." The twisted figure stopped beside her.

Lu Li quietly watched Solena with pale cheeks, scattered withered hair, and gasping violently. The twisted figure bent over to pick up the burden, and pulled out the arm that Solena was still holding tightly.

"Your Lord has forsaken you," he said.

Sorona refused to let go, but she didn't have much strength left, and the hand that twisted her figure before doing anything had fallen off due to gravity.

The twisted figure opened the package.

A petite skull was wrapped in the faded and patched clothes. It can be held in the palm of the hand, and it should belong to a girl or young child.

"Is that her church vessel?"

The whisper of the Swamp Mother resounded in her mind.

"There is no evil spirit..." The twisted figure replied.

"...that's my sister."

The collapsed Solena murmured in an angry voice: "Lord... He said that he can resurrect my sister."

is another trick used by the evil **** to lure humans into depravity with resurrection.

But death is indeed the eternal destiny that everyone wants to escape but cannot escape.

Twisted cultists cancel the retrospective ritual and leave around the room.

Sorona should have been executed for her betrayal of humanity, but the twisted figure stopped her—he believed that Solena had the potential of a believer.

Although there is no need for missionary to distort the status quo of the church.

…

"Can you revive my sister..."

in a few hours. On the eve of the transformation ceremony, Solena asked guiltily.

She who betrayed humanity had no objection to any punishment, but she was not hanged or burned. She was grateful to Lu Li and Twisted Shadow, and she was glad that she didn't really bring disaster to the dungeon.

The evil spirits in the bodies of the thirty-five infected residents have withered away. To prevent accidents, the twisted figure transformed the willing eight people into believers, confirming that the evil **** had indeed given up.

This is weird, but it’s always a good thing.

"What's her name?" Lu Li asked.

"Mirin."

"It's very straightforward to say, but we haven't found a way to bring the dead back to life." Lu Li replied to Solena, who was holding on to the burden.

"Then please...can you let me see her? I know it's not right and I'm not qualified...but please, I'm willing to pay any price, as long as I can see her once, call her a soul, channel her..."

Lu Li's black eyes froze at this moment.

"Ask Matthaus...is there any psychic in the dungeon."

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"I thought that until I died, no one would find me to channel..."

The psychic wrapped in the blanket chuckled.

"But I didn't expect it to be an exorcist..."

She looked older than expected, and seemed older than the one-time uncrowned mayor, Davi Godoy; the dark, gloomy cave where she lived fit one's imagination of a psychic.

However, the aging of the psychic is only a negative effect brought about by the spirit, and the darkness is only because there is no reliable light source than fluorite in the dungeon, and most people can only get the fluorite fragments that are the size of a fist.

The roommates were taken out of the cave, and she took out a colorful silk cloth and rough hemp rope cover from the wooden box under the bed. The silk rug was spread on the ground, and the old body was sitting on it.

"What do I need to do?" Solena said hesitantly.

"Tell me who it is and its name."

"Mirin, my sister."

"Give me a psychic, the deeper the relationship with it, the better."

Sorona opens the bag, revealing the petite skull protected by the rags.

"Bone? It is indeed the most suitable psychic thing..."

The psychic puts the rope around the neck and pulls it tight so that the rough hemp rope touches the skin.

"Who are you from the exorcist?"

"...It's nothing, even before..." Solena lowered her head.

"Don't be nervous, this has nothing to do with psychics, just my curiosity."

The psychic held up his skull, like an old witch, and closed his grey eyes.

"Please be quiet next time..."