Twenty-three? Twenty-seven? Why does this little girl in front of me know the specific number of words he slaughtered?
Could she really do it?...
Butcher Zhao suddenly turned his head and stared at the empty space behind him, his heart tightening slightly.
Behind him there was an emptiness and silence, nothing at all.
Outside the ruined temple, night has long pressed down on the earth, and the quiet and long winter night has quietly arrived.
"Nonsense, nonsense! Don't use these ghosts and gods to deceive me!" Butcher Zhao shouted hysterically.
"You don't believe it? Then I'll let you see them."
Jiang Nai swiped his fingertips and quickly made a finger gesture, silently reciting in his mind: The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear, the five or six yins come out of the netherworld and into the underworld.
With a little stretch of his hand, Butcher Zhao's eyes were opened in an instant.
"Can you turn around and take a look?"
Butcher Zhao felt a bit of cold air rushing through his body, his neck stiffened a little, and when he turned around little by little, he suddenly saw more than twenty ghastly faces.
Each individual has no skin, looks ferocious, and there is not a trace of flesh on his body.
Some were missing an eye and were glaring at him fiercely, while some were missing a hand and were roaring at him with their mouths wide open.
Of the twenty-three women, not a single one was missing.
They were all women whose bones were buried under the shrine in this ruined temple by his own hands. How could it happen now? How could it happen??
"It's you!" After realizing it, Butcher Zhao suddenly turned his head and glared at Jiang Nai fiercely. He bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards her, "I'll kill you stinky girl first!"
"Damn girl, I originally wanted to chop you up piece by piece and let you enjoy the most wonderful torture in the world, hahahaha. Since I don't have time now, I will kill you in one go...ah!"
The butcher knife in his hand was hit hard by a stone and fell to the ground.
Jiang Nai raised his hand to stop the sudden appearance, "We don't need to do anything. A beast like this will be punished by nature. Killing him will only dirty our own hands."
Silently reciting the exorcism spell in his heart, Jiang Nai raised his hand and waved it gently.
Where the secret guard could not see with the naked eye, twenty-three ghostly figures swooped forward, surrounded Butcher Zhao, and pounced on him to bite him fiercely.
I couldn't see anything, but I could faintly feel the cold air flowing not far away from me.
He turned around and saw Butcher Zhao's hands pulling hard on his neck and face, tearing at his body as if going crazy.
"Is he crazy?" Yi Yi was secretly shocked.
Jiang Xiaosi just curled his lips and smiled lightly, without saying a word.
Looking at Zhao Gang who was in so much pain and howling miserably, I felt secretly upset in my heart.
This man seemed to be frozen in front of the Buddhist altar. His legs could not move at all, but his hands were grabbing his head, neck and shoulders in a very weird way, as if something was hanging on his face, face and back, and he couldn't help but tear and slap him.
But there was nothing around him. Except for the sound of his howling, the silence was so heart-wrenching.
Visible to the naked eye, blood began to pour out of Zhao Gang's face, head and shoulders, and it looked like he had scratched it with his own nails.
shudder!
"I still need some time here, you go ahead." Jiang Nai suddenly turned his head and smiled at the secret guard.
One felt that his little master's smile was bright and bright, extremely cute, and his stiff neck subconsciously nodded.
He habitually obeys orders and quickly retreats.
Jiang Naizai took out the items one by one from the picture of the mountain residence, a small duster, a small rag, a small basin, sesame oil, talismans, paper, cinnabar brushes and the like.