Ma Tiexin has such a strong will and a deep understanding of martial arts. His years of adventurous and passionate career have long given him the ability to react calmly and promptly when encountering danger.
Ma Tiexin took a long breath, suppressing the pain in his brain as if it was going to explode, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and entered a state of calmness and clearness of heart.
Only then did Wilkins realize that he had caused a big disaster. When he saw that Tiexin, who was as strong as a horse, was tortured by the invisible ghost, he was already trembling with fear and breaking out in cold sweat. He was hiding behind Paul.
The mercenary behind him didn't dare to say a word.
The most depressing ones were actually Deng Long and Li Kangkai. The evil ghost was attached to Ma Tiexin, but Deng Long didn't dare to use his invisible fire and palm thunder, and Li Kangkai didn't dare to shoot casually with his bloody bullets.
No one knows more about the strange things in these tombs than Duan Yuxuan. Although this grandson of the "King of Tomb Robbers" entered the tomb for the first time, he learned a lot from his grandfather's tomb robbing notes.
This kind of fierce ghost is the most terrifying kind in the tomb. It is commonly known as the "red ghost". Apart from Shura and the Ghost King, this kind of ghost is the only one.
Generally speaking, "ghost demons" are women. They suffered a lot of torture before death and accumulated resentment. They died on a cloudy day. They wore red clothes when they died to avoid the bad luck. They lived by resentment. They were extremely vicious and powerful.
"Brother Deng, if I guess correctly, the ghost in this tomb should be the 'Red Ghost', it's very powerful," Duan Yuxuan said in a low voice.
Deng Long nodded. This kind of evil ghost is a hundred times more powerful than Lin Xiaoyan.
"Xiao Duan! Get me a tube of black dog's blood from your backpack, and I'll save the old horse!" Deng Long said with a solemn expression.
Duan Yuxuan quickly took out a tube of black dog blood from his backpack and handed it to Deng Long. Li Kangkai said anxiously: "Xiaolong, at this height, I'm afraid the dog blood won't be effective."
Deng Long frowned. This was an oversight on his part. The beam was several meters high from the ground, and he couldn't climb it no matter what.
"Long, I think it's better for me to go up!" Dai Li saw Deng Long frowning, feeling very sad in her heart, and whispered.
Deng Long looked at Delly's blood-red eyes and shook his head. Wilkins and others were originally very wary of Delly. If Delly spread her wings rashly, they would be more cautious in the future. The most important thing was Dai.
Li originally belonged to the dark category, and black dog blood was what she was afraid of. Deng Long didn't want Delly to take this risk.
"Xiaolong, can you stop being such a mother-in-law? I'm dying soon!" Seeing Deng Long's hesitation, Li Kangkai shouted anxiously
Under the illumination of a powerful flashlight, the tomb was like daylight. Ma Tiexin's face was ashen. Although his eyes were closed tightly, his whole body was trembling. It was obvious that if this continued, no matter how strong Ma Tiexin's will was, he would inevitably be possessed by the ghost in red.
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"Who has copper coins on him?" Deng Long raised his head, his eyes were unusually bright, and asked everyone
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what Deng Long meant. It was the early years of the Republic of China, and everyone was using silver coins and Yuan Datou. Who would use copper coins?
"Brother Deng, do you think this is okay?" Duan Yuxuan carefully took out a four-hole 'Kangxi Tongbao' from his neck and handed it to Deng Long. He asked carefully if there are still some Guangxu Tongbao nowadays, this Kangxi Tongbao can be counted.
It's a rare thing
Deng Long looked at it, nodded, bit his middle finger and drew a spell on the copper coin with blood and blood, and then poured the black dog's blood on the copper coin.
Copper coins have always been one of the treasures used by Taoists as magic weapons. Whether they are money, swords or anything else, they are very common.
Deng Long held the copper coin between his index and middle fingers and shouted: "Hold on!" The copper coin flew out with his hand and hit Ma Tiexin's eyebrow bone accurately. The eyebrow bone is in charge of the mind and is a major point in the human body.
Sure enough, the ghost in red hit the copper coin, and the red brocade clothes covering Ma Tiexin instantly floated up, let out a strange cry, and disappeared into the dark corner.
It turned out that the ghost in red didn't expect that Ma Tiexin's will was so strong, and it was completely unable to invade Ma Tiexin's mind and control Ma Tiexin. The copper coin stained with the blood of the evil-fighting dog hit Ma Tiexin, and the ghost in red was immediately stunned.
The evil spirit was attacked by Taoism, and the evil spirit in red could only give up on Ma Tiexin.
Ma Tiexin felt the pain in his head disappear immediately, followed by a wave of dizziness. Just as he was about to jump down, his whole body felt like the world was spinning, when a green onion fell from the beam and was caught by Deng Long and Li Kangkai.
Just think about the time when Deng Long was sprayed with yin energy by Lin Xiaoyan, and after resting for more than a month, Ma Tiexin was forcibly penetrated by the red-clothed ghost. Even such a strong man could not hold on, and passed out.
"Grandma, get out of here if you dare, I'll kill you with one shot!" Li Kangkai stood up, holding two guns, and shouted sternly into the darkness.
"Jie Jie..." In the darkness, there was a weird laugh, which seemed to be mocking Li Kangkai's arrogance.
The dark wind in the tomb became even stronger. Wilkins asked tremblingly: "Mr. Deng Long, what should I do?"
Deng Long turned his head and looked at the pale Wilkins, and said coldly: "Mr. Wilkins, you are the cause of this trouble. If you don't put those treasures back, be careful of this evil spirit getting around you."
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Wilkins let out an "ah" sound in surprise, and asked tremblingly: "Is it necessary to do this?"
Deng Long spread his hands angrily and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not!"
Wilkins looked at the mercenary carrying the Gatling gun, nodded helplessly, took off the backpack from the mercenary, and walked tremblingly towards the dressing table step by step.
Deng Long naturally has his reason for saying this. Wilkins is weak-willed and greedy for life. The evil ghost lurking in the dark will naturally choose such a person to possess him. When the time comes, Deng Long can use the Five Elements in an instant
Fire or thunder in the palm of the hand can kill ghosts and evil spirits. Wilkins can be said to be a bait. Secondly, Deng Long did not want Wilkins to take away any treasures in the tomb, so Deng Long said this.
Wilkins walked to the dressing table tremblingly, opened the drawer, poured all the treasures in his backpack into the drawer, reluctantly looked at the huge luminous pearl, and closed the drawer helplessly
Wilkins put down the treasures and looked up. The bronze mirror on the dressing table suddenly started to shake. It was like a pebble dropped into a peaceful sleep. It suddenly made waves. Before Wilkins had time to shout,
The red brocade uniform suddenly flew out from the bronze mirror and tightly wrapped around Wilkins. Wilkins only felt a bang in his brain and suddenly lost consciousness.
Deng Long never thought that this red-clothed ghost was actually hiding in the mirror. No wonder he couldn't find it with his own eyes. It was too late to save Wilkins at that moment. Wilkins slowly turned away and said,
With a weird smile on his face, he laughed horribly at everyone
Wilkins's face was covered with a layer of black energy, and the red brocade clothes on his body exuded an evil light, making him look extremely weird.
Dear readers, I have been busy choosing courses for my graduation thesis recently, and a lot of unpleasant things have happened in my life, so I can’t update. Thank you for your continued support of Fafa. From tomorrow on, at least 6,000 words will be written every day.