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Chapter 17 Li Luo Meng Po Soup

"Duoduo, Duoduo..."

I was so anxious that I stretched my neck and looked around, shouting loudly: "Duoduo, where are you..." Even when I was fighting with the bearded man who was possessed by the evil spirit, I was not so tired. I looked around.

The dim outlines of the buildings and hot springs, the sky shrouded in mist, the cool breeze blowing, made me shiver with coldness. I was like a lost child in a train station, looking at the endless stream of people. At that moment, despair disappeared.

Born in the heart.

"Brother Lu Zuo, I'm here..."

I searched around, and when my eyes were blurred by blood and tears, this little girl with a black watermelon head and an angel-like delicate face appeared in front of the small bamboo forest on the left. She floated half a meter above the ground.

Flying, holding the ferocious infant corpse in his left hand, he floated towards me: "Brother Lu Zuo, this little devil is so powerful. He must have suffered a lot, a lot of suffering, to be so ferocious..."

The moment Duoduo appeared, I suddenly felt the light of Jehovah’s heaven.

I suddenly understood why I was so anxious: I had already lost the little demon Duoduo, and I could no longer bear the pain of losing Duoduo - unknowingly, these two little things had been integrated into my life.

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I grabbed Duoduo's other hand tightly, checked her and asked if she was okay.

Duoduo opened a pair of big watery eyes, like spring water under the moonlight, crystal clear. She shook her head and said it was okay. This little brother was so powerful, but it had turned into an evil ghost and was polluted, so Duoduo removed it.

Send it away, don't let it stay in this world and suffer...

She looked at me, hesitated to speak, and then asked cautiously: "Brother Lu Zuo, why are you crying?"

I wiped my tears with my sleeve and said that the wind and sand were too strong. After saying this, I laughed again, and then I felt the burning on my forehead, but it was bitten by the baby corpse on Duoduo's hand.

Corpse poison has been generated on its teeth. I have mentioned the so-called corpse poison before. It is very simple for the Golden Silkworm Gu, but it has the power of resentment, so the corpse must be incinerated to prevent it from spreading.

Of course, this is what I have to do later. I ran all the way from above to the hot spring area here. I don’t know what the situation is like on Qingxu’s side. Now that it has been confirmed that the little demon Duoduo is not in the rune wooden box, I feel anxious about the outside of the izakaya.

Naturally, I was very concerned and worried about the hairy trail, so I didn’t care about my injuries and asked Fat Chongzi to hold me up temporarily, then turned back along the path I had just jogged along.

I must force out the whereabouts of the little demon Duoduo from Qingxu's mouth.

I had already run a long distance after running in front of me. At this moment, the fog was lingering, and my vision could not reach ten meters. I was slowly walking along the path in what the grown-up said, "Going against the Beidou to seize the evil."

As we move forward, our eyes move left and right, carefully guarding against sudden dangers. I don't know why, but I can't help but look up at the sky, imagining whether there is a fat hen above, overlooking us with the vision of God?

Before the action, we once looked for Mr. Tiger Cat. Unfortunately, the fat hen became more and more mysterious and elusive, making it difficult for people to know its thoughts. Later, we did not include it in the plan. Perhaps we were too familiar with the fat hen.

If we are too dependent, it will make it difficult for us to grow.

After walking for more than 20 meters, I saw several corpses lying on the platform in front of me.

It was hazy, and I couldn't see clearly. I pulled out a stick tied to the tree from the roadside (in order to prevent typhoons, there are usually three sticks erected next to the big tree to support the main tree), and held it in my hand.

Walk carefully. It may be difficult for words to convey such horror: in the dark night, there are dots of light, and three or four corpses are lying in front of them. It is eerily quiet. But at this time, I need to go over and investigate.

Although I have often dealt with dead bodies in recent years, it does not mean that I like doing it.

When I got closer, I realized that these people had not been dead for long. Warm blood was flowing all over the floor. Turning the four scattered corpses over, I found that there was a security guard from the hot spring resort, and two of them came to attend the talisman-seeking meeting.

Of the men and women, there was also one, who turned out to be the middle-aged woman in the team with the Chinese character face.

All her fingers were cut off at the root, the muscles on her face were twisted in fear, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes almost bulged out.

There were a lot of belongings scattered beside her, and she didn't know where they were found.

I sighed inexplicably in my heart, feeling very frustrated.

I can understand her fear. This is not the world she is familiar with. It is not the bustling streets, crowded trains or the fields in her hometown that exude the fragrance of grass and rape flowers. What she saw when she was about to die was very disturbing to her.

For her, who spends her days stalking, attacking, carrying bags, covering and selling stolen goods, it is really a different world. She is a middle-aged woman with a Chinese character, and in a sense, I have killed them.

I dragged them into this horrible place and let them play the role of cannon fodder.

This heavy psychological burden is driving me crazy.

No one would have thought that something like this would happen in an ordinary hot spring villa or an ordinary trade fair - even if I saw the dead baby, even if the adults said there was a formation here. I don't know why Guozilian and the others activated it in advance and led out

That terrifying snake spirit made me feel cold. I didn't expect Qingxu and the others to be so unscrupulous in the fringe area of ​​the city.

These are all living human lives! Even I want to go crazy, but murderers like Qingxu can actually remain indifferent?

There are unspoken rules everywhere, and Qingxu and the others have crossed the line.

I stood up, feeling pain and anger, trying to find the murderer in the darkness around me.

However, this was just in vain. There was nothing around, only the strong smell of blood lingering on the tip of my nose. I raised my head and looked at the izakaya not far above my head. I didn't know if the hairy path was still there -

—Where is Qingxu?

In front of me was a set of climbing steps, one step after another. I carried a stick and climbed up. Next to it was a small hot spring built according to the mountain, but the water had been drained.

When I walked past several sweet-scented osmanthus trees, suddenly the branches shook, and three black shadows emerged from the shadows of the trees, and they swung their swords at me. I was very nervous, and I immediately felt something strange.

After reacting, he jumped sideways and jumped away.

"Brush, brush, brush--"

Three blades flashed and rang through the air. I looked intently, only to find that the shadow had disappeared and disappeared. However, the sweat on my back instantly flowed down. Through the "Field of Qi", I could

I felt like I was being watched closely by three consciousnesses. They were patiently waiting for me to make a mistake and then cut my throat with a knife.

After all, it was "Reverse Beidou and Seize the Evil Formation" that could actually condense this vengeful spirit-like thing into a ghost with such offensive power.

To be honest, I have never seen anything like this. They must have killed the few people on the platform below, right?

I stood still, moved my head slowly, and carefully felt all the changes around me through the spiritual sense emanating from my heart. However, everything seemed to be back to the beginning. I stood frozen for half a minute, nervously

In this environment, a few words suddenly came to my mind: "The five colors make people blind, the five tones make people deaf, and the five tastes make the mouth feel refreshing... It is because the saint is the belly and not the eyes!"

My heart was pounding, I closed my eyes, and in the dark world, I experienced the realm in the book of the saint thousands of years ago.

When the eyes are closed, the world is dark, but the touch becomes clearer and clearer.

I "saw" that in the grass on the left, there were three metal threads as thin as silk lurking. They contained resentment as thick as substance, but they were covered up by the plants in the grass - the grass and trees were rooted in the soil, and their spirits were grounded.

, the universe is as it should be, so all the plants and trees are soldiers. Thinking of this, I took out the vibrator from my pocket again. The moment it was activated, three strong winds immediately came out, heading towards my head, neck and

Cut off the legs.

I suddenly opened my eyes and realized something in my heart, so I shouted loudly. The golden light of the vibrating mirror that was used to exorcise evil spirits flashed, and the head of my head was directed towards these three strong winds.

Under the golden light, the resentful spirit was like melting snow, immediately reduced to the smallest level when it was about to die.

I accurately twisted these three black metal wires with my left hand, and felt that there was a constant flow of power on them, just like a circuit board circuit, communicating back and forth, seeming to be still in contact with a certain place, constantly vibrating.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of. I secretly sighed in my heart, Qingxu and his group are really powerful. This metal wire with a resentful spirit attached to it can actually kill people from a distance.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but become even more worried about the Zamao Trail.

This guy with a Chinese character face, if he hadn’t used a put away baby corpse as a treasure and deceived me in a sneaky and conclusive way, maybe I would have cooperated with the magic circle when it was first opened.

Zamao Xiaodao captured Qingxu and forced him to find out the whereabouts of the little demon Duoduo.

But I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart. People are dead, why am I still complaining?

My Taoist heart is unclear... My heart feels like it is being pressed by a mountain. I feel so uncomfortable that I want to roar a few times.

I took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort, and silently recited the Xiao family's "Monster Binding Curse". Finally, with a loud "duh", I got rid of the three strange threads with vengeful spirits attached to them, crumpled them into a ball, and put them away.

, and then walked up. I didn’t encounter any strange things along the way. I turned back to the izakaya and saw several people lying dead inside, but none of them I recognized, including Xiaojun and Brother Henglianyang.

Looking at the empty room, my heart was also empty. Looking up, I found that there seemed to be shouts and fighting sounds in the computer room in the distance.

I didn't hesitate at that moment and ran over quickly. Soon I came to the corner of the building closest to the computer room. I saw the lights over there were dim, but there were all kinds of hairy paths and the doggy Qingxu fighting each other.

Both parties were Taoist priests, but their attacks were extremely ruthless and they used all kinds of dirty methods in turn. I was about to walk closer quickly, ready to slap the sap in the cold, when Zamao Xiaodao turned around and saw me, pointing next to me.

That building, say little poison, enter the cafe, save people!

At this moment, the Zamao Trail seemed to be at a disadvantage, and then he asked me to save people? I touched the corner and turned back, stretched my head and looked into the window, and saw that there were more than ten or twenty people inside, all squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, several times.

A strong man was guarding them, and the Qingdong Taoist was taking turns pouring a pungent liquid into these people's mouths.


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