Because he found something wrong in front of him, Su Tian stopped walking. When he looked up again to ask Xiaoju what was going on, Xiaoju disappeared, but the ghost baby with a woman's blood-stained face was replaced by her!

Seeing the appearance of ghosts, Su Tian wanted to take out the real ghost sword to block the adsorption ability of the abyss space, but he found that his limbs were wrapped around countless withered arms like vines, bound to a close and perfection without room for movement. At the same time, the ghost baby sent out:

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Like the sound of death gasping sounds deep in his throat, the whole world suddenly became distorted. Su Tian's heart seemed to be stabbed into a sharp sword. The severe pain made him unable to help but spasm.

That monster! What a terrible spiritual power! Is it a ten thousand-year-old ghost? But why is it so vivid?

Feeling the oppression of the god of death, Su Tian saw countless broken heads in the abyss space behind the ghost baby. The head had a terrible woman with a burning forehead, a shriveled and deformed man's face, and a pitiful girl with a blood-stained face. Each tongue was straight down, and big drops of blood dripped on the ghost baby's dry and twisted body like running water!

At the same time, the human head was like a tire rotating at high speed, and they quickly changed their appearance in the dark abyss space. Suddenly, a ghost like an old woman slowly walked to the front of Su Tian's bound body.

"Old man! Save me!" Su Tian struggled. Although he didn't know what the old woman was? She was an enemy or a friend? But she was the only one who could help him in front of him, so he could only send her the only and final distress signal!

"Young man! You are the 17th!" Looking at Su Tian, ​​who was curled by the vines, the old woman stopped moving and looked at the poor policeman in front of her with a cane.

"What is the 17th?" Su Tian didn't know what this number meant.

"You forgot that the last time the murder in Ward No. 3 murder happened to be 16 people died!"

"Ah! Are you talking about the case that happened at the Fourth Affiliated Hospital of Yutian University?"

"Yes, young man, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business! Although my daughter did a little too much, she died miserably at that time. She was crushed by the mud press and her whole body was deformed. The blood on the ground was flowing like an open faucet. At that time, she was still pregnant with Director He's child in her belly!"

"What?" Hearing this sentence, Su Tian seemed to have a blood-sucking plate in his mind sucking away all the blood in his mind.

"How could this happen?" Su Tian was like a fool, repeatedly asking the same thing.

Seeing Su Tian's panic, the old woman with a cane suddenly smiled. Her face was like a wizard wearing a black hat. Her sharp hat, her thin, deformed and cracked face was covered with deep bumps. Her smile was as cold and desolate as the dead branches and leaves in autumn.

"The 17th! That's all, okay?" Just when Su Tian was shocked and helpless, the old woman asked about the ghost baby who had been silent around her.

"Yeah, please decide!" The woman on the ghost baby spoke, but the voice contained a shrill cry of a baby.

Su Tian was completely confused! Is death the only thing waiting for him at this time? But he would never be willing to do so. At this time, he silently recited the spell of breaking the spell, hoping that Tang Yuyan, the ultimate skill of the queen, could bring him back to life!

Breaking the spell: Let the user be in a quiet state of calmness. For ghosts, this is an absolute rebound force, that is, if ghosts give users the final pain at this time, they will only suffer double damage.

However, when Su Tian recited these mantras, he did not get the expected effect. He only felt his spiritual power flowing away, just like a newborn chick leaving his mother, in a state of extreme helplessness and slaughter.

It turned out that the two ghosts were absorbing Su Tian’s yang energy and sucking the man’s yang energy dry? This idea came to Su Tian’s mind. Will he dig out his heart like the cracked-faced female ghost in "Painted Skin" later?

Is it rare that I am really dead? What to do?

His eyes narrowed into a slit, and he watched the two ghosts sucking the yang energy on his body with their two dry and deformed mouths. Su Tian felt that the spiritual power in his body was also beginning to be exhausted. Yang energy and spiritual power were cultivated and they had to cooperate with each other:

A person with strong yang energy is born with the advantage of practicing ghost hunting techniques. On the contrary, those with excessive yin energy are metaphors for those born in the Yin year, Yin month and Yin day, even if they practice strong Taoism, they will appear weaker when facing ghosts.

"You should die. I've told you everything!" The old woman's cracked mouth was filled with bright red blood. When she was about to absorb the yang energy of the savory sky, she paused and said this.

"Not yet! I don't know why she wanted to kill those doctors?"

"Do you know? When the mud press rolled over my daughter's body, she was still in perfect condition."
Chapter completed!