Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

A robust man who is almost 100 8 in height and weight, holds a lipstick in his hand, and slowly applies it on his lips. The expression is intoxicated like a girl. This scene is weird to the extreme. The feeling in Manager Zhang ’s mind is not flirty Nausea, but deep fear.

He immediately thought of the spiritual aspect, believing that it was absolutely related to the spiritual aspect!

He thought of running away, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the door, only to hear a bang, and the door closed. Manager Zhang slammed the door hard, but this door, which was almost decaying and did not even have a door lock, could not be opened.

Manager Zhang fell on the door, slid down, and sat on the ground, looking back desperately.

Pharaoh painted his mouth, but I didn’t know where to draw an eyebrow pencil, and a small copper mirror, and traced the eyebrows to the copper mirror, while frowning, humming a song, it is the voice of a woman!

The content of hum is not a general pop song, but a ballad of Huangmei opera tone. Manager Zhang only faintly heard a few words: … into the door, black grunts, rowing fire, lighting the lamp, see who Whoever makes shrouds, who wants to chop skin …

An extreme chill climbed up along the back of Manager Zhang’s spine, covering his entire body, making him feel dry and uncomfortable, and he even wanted to cry a little.

Maybe the light is dissatisfied. Pharaoh crooked his body. The copper mirror was facing the manager’s face. In the copper mirror, he didn’t see Pharaoh’s face or himself, but a woman’s face. His face was as white as a piece of paper, two dark eyes without white eyes were opened, one eyebrow pencil was raised in one hand, and the movement rhythm of Pharaoh was the same, cautiously looking at the eyebrows. There was a sweet smile in the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he seemed to find himself, glanced, his mouth cracked, and smiled lightly, his mouth grinning to the base of his ears, and a stream of green liquid flowed out from the gap between his teeth …

“Ghost, ghost …” Manager Zhang felt like he was out of breath, and he could have waved his hands, swiped on the ground, crawled back to the root of the wall, hit a plaque, and a piece appeared behind him. Dark space is a small hidden room.

Zhang Jingyi didn’t think about it, he got into it.

A pale light came out of the room. Manager Zhang turned his head and looked at it. It was an old oil lamp, placed on a small redwood table. At present, the whole head was thinking about how to escape, and did not even think about the oil lamp. Why did it light up by itself, closed the door of the small room, panicked across the table, and pressed against the door.

There was a knocking sound outside the door, and it was light 3 times, as if it was stuck in the manager’s heart. He stepped back slowly. At this time, a sound of “creak squeak” came from a corner of the room. Manager Zhang turned his head. There was an old bed in the corner of the room. Mosquito nets block the front. Through the light, I could see a very thin person, sitting slowly.

The floor creaked, and his or her bones also rang.

At the joint on the 2 sides of the mosquito net, 7 long nails were inserted from the top down. The person inside folded his hands and worshiped the 7 nails. The top nail automatically slipped down, and she worshiped again. , Another nail slipped …

Manager Zhang sat on the ground with his buttocks, watching the last nail slip, the mosquito net was lifted, and a pair of dry yellow hands stretched out, slowly lifting the mosquito net away.

A woman in a cheongsam sat next to the bed, reached out under the bed, and found a pair of embroidered shoes, which she put on her feet. His straight, dark hair covered his face. The woman slowly touched a wooden comb from the bed and started combing her hair, exposing most of her face, a skeleton …

She combed her hair and hummed the weird tune that “Lao Wang” had hummed before: lighting the lamp and seeing who made the shroud, who would pick the skin, and who would pick the skin … “

She slowly raised her hand and pointed at Manager Zhang.

At this moment, Manager Zhang’s mobile phone rang, and he stretched out his soft finger, and drew it out a few times before he pulled it out: pressing the answer button, and the fear in his heart turned into this miserable cry: “Help, help !!! “

Suddenly, a hand was resting on his shoulder from behind, and Manager Zhang suddenly turned his head and saw a drenched with blood grimace, opened his mouth, and pinched two rows of sharp teeth …

“Slightly …” There was a weird noise in Manager Zhang’s throat, and the nerves that had been strained finally broke, his head crooked to the side, and he couldn’t move. The mobile phone was still held up in the ear, and a woman’s voice came from the receiver. “Manager Zhang, what’s going on, where are you, Manager Zhang?”

With a grimace, he leaned closer to the phone and giggled like a rat.

“Ah!” Zhou Jingru threw the phone away, his face pale and frightened. He stunned for a few seconds, turned his head to look at Ye Shaoyang, and chuckled, “I heard a woman laughing, terrifying, no It’s like … people! “

Ye Shaoyang frowned, hurriedly picked up the phone, stuck it to his ear, and the phone was still talking, but he didn’t hear laughter, only a erratic sound, it seemed to be humming the tune.

“Something is wrong, let’s go!” Ye Shaoyang grabbed his backpack and ran out, at which time the rain almost stopped. 3 people ran along the muddy road towards the construction site.

“Shaoyang, where are you going?” Xie Yuqing said as he ran.

“7 Grandma Temple!”

Both girls were stagnant, Zhou Jingru said nervously, “How do you know that Manager Zhang is inside?”

“Anytime, just go and see understood.”

I ran into 7 Grandma’s Temple in one breath and found that the temple door was closed. Ye Shaoyang didn’t hesitate, a spirit charm pasted up, and felt a burst of Yin Qi, and the door opened with a creak.

Ye Shaoyang took out a light stick, put it on his wrist, and turned back and said, “Be careful!” As you stepped forward, as soon as you entered the door, you saw a picture of horrible to see:

A man dressed as a worker, lying on his back on the floor with his mouth widened, holding a pencil-like thing in both hands, inserted into his throat, and the whole blood was flowing.

Ye Shaoyang squatted down, checked it, and it wasn’t the pencil but the woman’s eyebrow pencil that killed him.

Not long after the person died, his body still had room temperature. He cut his middle finger, dropped a drop of blood on his forehead, drew a simple 3-fork rune, held down Ghost Sect with his middle finger, and meditated on the Soul Evocation mantra and searched nearby. stand up……

After half a minute, he stood up, eyes full of surprise.

“What’s wrong?” Xie Yuqing asked hastily.

“It can’t find its soul, it’s not in the world, and it’s not in the underworld, it’s detained.”

Xie Yuqing covered her mouth and looked at him in surprise.

“Big Brother Shaoyang, there is a door over there.” Zhou Jingru pointed to the corner and Ye Shaoyang looked up. There was a plaque outside the door hole. It was estimated that the door had been blocked by the plaque. I didn’t see a room here.

Ye Shaoyang walked over and pushed open the door.

Xie Yuqing and Zhou Jingru were close behind, and the atmosphere was afraid to pant.

There was an oil lamp in the room, and Ye Shaoyang saw Manager Zhang at one glance, sitting on a bed against the wall, froze.

“Manager Zhang! How are you?”

Zhou Jingru screamed and was about to pass. She was stopped by Ye Shaoyang, sighed, and said to Manager Zhang, he said something that made the two girls have one’s hair stand on end: “How did you die?”

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