I know the secret to refining the wraith spirit - the more desperate, hateful, and bitter the deceased is before death, the higher the level of the wraith spirit obtained.
Regardless of science, metaphysics or occultism, in fact, they have always abided by the general law of conservation of energy. However, compared with the four forces of the universe in science, the category of occultism also includes spiritual power. Is the universe material or spiritual?
, this is an eternal topic of philosophical debate, and as far as I know, resentment can indeed be called power. This criterion has always been known and used by religious people.
Gu Lili, who was victimized in Myanmar, was a victim of this theory.
It's a pity that she was too kind, so she was not used by Sakulang, but Zamao Xiaodao and I were different.
Because the two of us have crossed the threshold that ordinary people cannot see.
Qingxuan and Qingxu abused, tortured, and mentally intimidated us in every possible way, all in order to make us resentful, and when our emotions were at their strongest and most prosperous, we would step into the palace of death, and in an instant, we would sublimate into
Horrible wraith.
I don't know what was applied to the sharp knife that Qingxuan stabbed at me, but it actually prevented the coagulation factors in the wound from gathering together; tiny bits of blood trickled down my trembling thighs, and collected bit by bit on the ground.
The sound of dripping in a small pool of blood made me hear it very clearly.
Because of the blood loss, I felt extremely cold, and waves of fatigue hit my mind.
When the cellar lid was closed again, Zamao Xiaodao asked me in a hoarse voice, "How am I doing? Don't you want to die?"
I shook my head, smiled bitterly, and tried to activate the Golden Silkworm Gu to stop the bleeding. However, when I saw the eyes of Lao Lu silently watching me in the darkness in the corner, I hesitated: After all, the Golden Silkworm Gu is a heretic and is born to be controlled.
Due to the suppression of the Taoist formation, it cannot be separated from my body. I can only cast the poison through physical contact. I had the opportunity to cast the poison on Qingxuan before - I even got burned on my back by that guy.
When I saw the "chicken pecking rice picture", I was already ready - but I didn't after all.
After experiencing so many things, I have been able to fully calculate the gains and losses, and weigh the pros and cons. I can't threaten them by trying to poison them quickly, but I can only make myself die early.
I have to be patient, I have to hide my trump card and use it at the most accurate time.
Just like a tiger crouching on a hill, its minions lurk to endure.
Masters always have a certain temperament. I can feel it. This dull and honest man is like Lao Lu who can't beat a fart with three sticks. He is definitely a guy who kills without blinking an eye. The reason why Qingxu is relieved that Li Qing will stay.
Here, it is precisely because of this person. If something abnormal happens to me, the sharp knife he used to cut the donkey yesterday will definitely cut off my neck immediately without any hesitation.
Out of reverence for death, I refrained from treating the wound and let it heal naturally.
A few minutes later, the blood was still flowing. Li Qing, who was holding a novel and reading it, was restless. After going back and forth several times, she finally couldn't bear the unbearable silence and found a bandage and bandages from the box in the corner.
Hemostatic spray came to me.
Lao Lu, who had been napping, suddenly stopped him and told Li Qing to leave it alone.
Li Qing turned around, stared at Lao Lu, and said, we can't let him die in front of us, right?
Lao Lu turned his mouth to the side and said that he could not die.
Li Qing gritted her teeth, her eyes bright, and said that I am responsible for what I do. Brother Chen is back, let me explain to him, okay? Seeing Li Qing's insistence, Lao Lu was obviously not willing to do this.
There was a conflict with him over trivial matters, so he nodded and said it was up to you, and then returned to silence. Li Qing's hand touched the thigh on my hand. His fingertips were very soft and warm, so he cleaned them first.
I wiped my leg clean with a towel, then applied purple liquid around the wound, carefully sprayed the hemostatic spray on the wound, and then bandaged me.
After doing this, he raised his head and asked me if I felt better.
I nodded, said thank you, and then quickly moved the Golden Silkworm Gu to my wound and healed it under the cover of the bandage. Li Qing smiled warmly, then walked around me and came to the Miscellaneous Hair Path.
In front of him, he said softly: "So your surname is Xiao, your name is Xiao Keming, and you are a disciple of Maoshan Sect. No wonder I think you and Brother Chen are the same type of people..."
Zamao Xiaodao smiled bitterly. This smile caused injuries, and he grinned in pain.
When the two of them started talking, Zamao Xiaodao began to use his mouth that could talk the dead and his unique masculine charm to communicate with Li Qing half-truth and half-falsely. I knew he was trying to instigate Li Qing through words, but
But I have been staring at Lao Lu in the corner. The most critical factor in our ability to escape here lies in this guy who doesn't talk much.
If I want to save myself, I have to think of a way to subdue this guy.
As the chat got heated, Zamao Xiaodao tried to get good treatment for him and me. After living without food all day and night, we finally got food and water. Li Qing fed me a bottle of mineral water, and I gurgled.
After drinking it in one gulp, I felt that my exhausted physical strength began to sprout like spring, because the seven acupuncture points of Baihui, Shenting, Fengchi, and Shanzhong on the Zamao Trail and I were stabbed with silver needles, which could not be stored.
We can't touch our strength, so Li Qing is very careful when feeding us.
However, what Qingxu and the others did not expect was that in addition to being able to raise ghosts, I could also raise voodoos.
This golden silkworm Gu, which comes from the Miao family's unique skill, cannot be locked by his seven silver needles.
At noon, I felt that my body was finally getting better. Looking at Lao Lu who was starting to cook, I suddenly asked, "Lao Lu, if I'm not wrong, you are our Eunuch."
Are you from Lude?" My words made Lao Lu, who was concentrating on boiling the pot, stop his movements, his eyes suddenly became fierce, he stared at me, and said word by word: "You know what you are talking about.
What?"
Seeing his reaction, I breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "My father, Wang Sansan, is from Dahonglu, Dongguan. I don't know the details. I only know a man named Xu Yongsheng. I also heard that
His boss is called Lao Wang. If you don’t believe it, you can check it out. We flooded the Dragon King Temple, and my family doesn’t know my family. Can you contact my father? I don’t want to die, for the sake of my fellow believers.
For the sake of face, can you just help me?"
As I talked, the circles under my eyes became red and tears came down. Half of them were painful, and the other half were because the wounds from the fat bugs were bulging back and forth, making them itchy and numb.
Lao Lu hesitated, put the spoon in his hand into the pot, and then stood up. He stared at me and said that the owner of the house caught you two with the help of Qingxu. She has a sharp gaze, so she will not catch you wrong;
And I, Ered, don’t have any Dongguan Dahonglu at all. Are you kidding me?
I was so anxious that I cried and said that I only heard my father talk about it when we were chatting at home. How did I know this? He may not be able to reveal the information in the church to me. If you don’t believe it, just call him and ask him.
Lao Lu walked into me step by step, pinched my Adam's apple with his left hand, and said word by word: "Boy, your lies made me angry. Do you know what Xu Yongsheng has to do with me? He is my cousin.
As early as five months ago, he died in a commercial plaza in Dongguan. People from the Religious Bureau took action and all the Earled members in Dongguan were wiped out. No one could come out alive. I know everything you said.
It's all lies, but you are challenging my endurance step by step. Do you really think I care about Qingxu's plan? Do you really think I won't kill you now? Do you believe me?
Are you like that donkey who died late?"
His hands were as hard as iron, and I couldn't breathe at all. I rolled my eyes, feeling that the darkness was right under my eyelids. As soon as I closed my eyes, it was an eternity.
Finally, I struggled to squeeze out a sentence from my throat: "I believe... your mother!"
The strength in Lao Lu's hand suddenly loosened, his eyelids rolled up, and then he leaned back, fell heavily to the ground, and stopped moving. He was too careless, and the fat insect's move to suddenly stun people was inconsistent.
Spirit, and facing a person with strong vitality and blood like him, there is really nothing he can do if he has any precautions. However, facing me who is dying, with scars all over my body, and the strength of the seven-needle lock, he completely
Relaxed vigilance.
So he was knocked down by the fat bug in one blow.
Li Qing, who was watching all this with worry, was stunned by the situation that was beyond his imagination. He rushed up and pushed Lao Lu, and found that he had passed out and did not move. It did not seem like he was joking. He suddenly felt chilled.
Dunsheng hurriedly picked up the sharp knife that fell on the ground, pointed it at us, and asked me in horror what I had done to him.
I exhaled quickly and said with an innocent face, Li Qing, as soon as you saw it, it was obviously Lao Lu who wanted to kill me, but he went crazy for some reason and had nothing to do with me. Look at me like this, I can do it
What? At this moment, Zamao Xiaodao suddenly spoke up and said seriously, Li Qing, please let us go. Qingxu’s actions have been outrageous and he can’t escape. Don’t be buried with him!
I also pleaded: "Li Qing, please let us go?"
Li Qing's face was uncertain, and she suddenly shouted wildly and loudly: "Stop talking, or I will kill you all..."
He was waving his hands wildly, excited, and seemed to be forced out of his mind by our words. Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other, and both of us closed our mouths. But at this moment, there was a sudden sound coming from above the cellar lid.