I guess the thing that the old guy named Kong is afraid of is the terrifying evil spirit that penetrates people's hearts and makes them turn into air. It climbed on the wall and disappeared. Now it uses the wall to escape, which makes me think.

I guessed it was probably that scary thing.

It doesn't come quickly. I think the old grandson has enough time to tell the way to break the undead. This opportunity is simply given by God. Do you think I can miss it?

The old grandson covered his head and lay on the ground trembling uncontrollably. He told me in a trembling voice: "The way to break the spirit of the dead requires someone who is well versed in witchcraft. Every day, you take a big rooster and do it to the victim at twelve o'clock in the morning."

The magician cries a few times and performs this operation for seven days. Chapter 1

If you don't use a big rooster for eight days, put a centipede that has sucked human blood on your forehead. The dead spirit will leave the human body and burrow into the centipede. The centipede must be burned to death immediately with the true fire of Samadhi. After that, you can perform seven or seventy ritual purifications.

In nine days, this person will fully recover!"

I heard that he was speaking very fast and had no time to think, which proved that he was not lying. I stopped talking nonsense and tapped his forehead with my still bleeding finger, and then performed the Evil Spirit Escape. I pulled him

Leng Ziyan and the old grandson slowly retreated towards the door, but when they approached the door, they heard the rustling sound, turned back and rushed over. I thought there was still a noise, so I had to stop and tell them both

No one was allowed to move, and then he held his breath.

As soon as we stopped, we even held our breath, and the damn thing lost its target. In the violent shaking, the low rustling sound, constantly moving back and forth, made me feel the harsh friction of steel.

No sound is louder and more terrifying than this sound!

After holding my breath for four or five minutes, the thing hadn't left yet. I could only take a few gentle breaths, and then hold my breath again. It took less than twenty minutes of suffering like this, and finally the rustling sound disappeared.

It disappeared. I let out a breath of relief, but I still didn't dare to be careless. I waited for a few more minutes to make sure that this thing was really gone before I dared to let Leng Ziyan turn on the flashlight.

Suddenly I found that the old guy named Kong was missing. He was lying on my right side just now. However, after searching the nearby area, I only saw a lot of dead bodies, but I couldn't find the old grandson. I didn't expect that he was really with us.

Pretending to be a grandson, he was actually very good at it. When he escaped quietly, he didn't make any sound. Moreover, his hands were tied behind his back, and he only used his feet to squirm and escape without a trace in twenty minutes. Leng Zi and I

Yan absolutely cannot do it.

Leng Ziyan asked me if I wanted to capture him. I smiled bitterly and said that it would be useless to capture the old grandson. He was trapped on the boat and couldn't get out, so it was of little use to us. Then I thought again, the old grandson

Is the cracking method you told me true? This person is too cunning. I think he is even more difficult to deal with than Yang Feiqiu.

With the lighting equipment in hand, we walked out of the cinema and walked towards the window at the end of the corridor. But we were disappointed when we got there. The window was welded shut with heavy iron plates, making it impossible to get out. We looked for a few more windows and hatches, but nothing happened.

This is the situation. It seems that the sinking of the ship was a conspiracy. There were manipulations before the accident, so that no one escaped when the ship sank, and after death, the soul was sealed in it and could not enter the underworld.

Why did they do this? Even if it was to rob money, there was no need to do it so cruelly, and various signs revealed that this was the work of an insider, that is, the crew of this ship participated in the planning and the entire inhumane action.

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The stairs were broken into several sections and it was impossible to go down, unless we could generate electricity and take the elevator down. But this was even more idiotic than daydreaming.

Discouraged, we returned to the cinema. At least there were seats here for us to rest. We found an area where there were no dead bodies. We sat on the soft and comfortable seats and leaned our heads on the backrest, feeling refreshed all over our bodies.

We both had our own thoughts and were silent. After a long while, Leng Ziyan suddenly asked me: "The evil spirit escape you just talked about, was it a ritual ritual done by dotting blood on my forehead?"

I said listlessly: "It's just a little trick."

"Oh, is that a magic trick? I really can't understand how you can use such a little trick to avoid being harassed by ghosts and monsters."

I almost fell under the chair. What kind of harassment? Do you think you are beautiful and the dead ghost and the evil spirit have taken a liking to you? If it weren’t for the evil spirit escape, we don’t know how many times we would have died! If you are still being harassed, you must be harassed on a regular basis.

Too much.

After another moment of silence, Leng Ziyan twitched and excitedly said to me, "Tell me about your past. I'm very curious about everything about you."

I smiled bitterly and said, "Now let's figure out how to escape. As for my story, I can tell it to you after I die."

Leng Ziyan said hurriedly: "Death is like a lamp going out. There is nothing after death. How can you tell me?"

I sat up straight and said seriously: "It's good to say that death is like a lamp going out, but there are ghosts after death. Didn't you just meet..."

"Please don't talk about ghosts, it's so scary."

"Not talking about ghosts, I don't think there's much else to talk about." After the brother finished speaking, he lay back down.

"Are you a master ghost hunter?" Leng Ziyan asked, lying next to my ear. The hot air hit my ears, and I felt a tingling sensation, and a sense of charm suddenly rose in my heart.

"No, I'm just an ordinary worker. I love my motherland, my ideals, the blue sky, and the sea..." His uncle, the sea has killed me. I love wool.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." The girl shrank back dejectedly.

I'm really not in the mood to talk at the moment. I'm thinking about whether the solution the old grandson said is true and how I should tell Lao Cao about it. After thinking about it for a long time, I got hungry and figured it would be dawn by now.

It's already past noon. I don't know when the damn girl will wake up. When she wakes up, I'm afraid my brother will become a starving ghost. So, it's not a problem to waste so much time. We must find a way to escape.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt something was wrong. It stands to reason that the ghost ship would disappear during the day. And this ship was different. There were dead ghosts everywhere on the ship. Under the scorching sun, even if there was no sunlight, it would be unbearable. Could it be that,

Isn't it dawn yet? But after so long, I couldn't have made a mistake in my calculations.

In order to verify this question, I turned to Leng Ziyan and asked how long it had been since I got on the boat. She said without thinking that it had been at least fifteen or six hours. It seemed that she was constantly counting the time. When I got on the boat

It was around eleven o'clock, so it was definitely afternoon now.

What's going on? Suddenly I remembered that there must be strong winds and heavy rain outside. This kind of weather is no different from the dark night. I laughed at myself for being so stupid and ignored this situation. Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind, yes, it's a storm.
Chapter completed!