Returning to the indoor fountain of the assembly hall, Jiang Xueming emerged from the secret door.
"How is the situation?" Brother Wolf immediately stepped forward to ask, and saw the priest crawling back with blood on his face.
"It's not good." Jiang Xueming washed away the blood on his face in the fountain. The capillary damage caused by these inspirations was nothing, but when he took out Brother Lang's stick, Oscar's entire dog was in bad shape.
.
"I didn't ask you..."
Jiang Xueming: "Be gentle, I know, I know, I am really gentle."
In any case, it would be great if Zhang Congfeng could come back alive from the devil's cave——
——Oscar then asked: "Tell me more details. I have informed the brothers of the hunting group that the underground of the meeting place is the ruins of the hunting group's early refuge. It has now been used and transformed by the remnants of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult.
Demon Pond. The leaders of the hunting group are going crazy."
"The environment down there is harsh, and the concentration of the virus imprinted by Vita exceeds the standard." As he said this, Jiang Xueming took off his coat, rolled up his cuffs, and there were red spots on his arms. "And the concentration of spiritual disasters is not something ordinary psychics can withstand.
"
He asked Brother Lang for help, and took out a panacea to remove the Vita brand. He also uncovered the tight-fitting shirt around his waist.
At a glance, the big wolf saw patches of sores spreading from the spine and ischium all the way to the torso. Some of them had begun to fester, which was very scary. The priest had been in the shelter for less than half an hour, and such severe spiritual disaster pollution had already appeared on his body.
It can be seen that adults of crazy butterflies can appear in underground shelters at any time.
Oscar applied the liquid along Zhang Congfeng's injured area and was about to completely remove his shirt when the priest immediately shouted to stop: "No, I will take care of the problem on my back myself."
It would be rude to lift it up any more. There is a line of tattoos on Xueming's back - it is the blessing written by the old Khan for the nameless head with the power of his soul. It is also used by the gunsmith and the crying general to identify their identities.
mark.
"I have to chase Limbo Prison to kill this devil completely. Only in this way can I ensure Saladin's safety." Jiang Xueming explained: "There are at least six magic pools in the underground shelter. It can be inferred based on different spiritual pressure characteristics.
, they were built at different points in time, and nearly a hundred people should have disappeared in the town before and after - why does the military station seem to know nothing about these murders?"
"Because there is no case filed." Oscar responded: "Every week the hunting group will send out advance teams, and the people stationed in the wilderness settlements will die due to various extreme climates and attacks by disaster beasts. No one knows
The cause of their death. I think St. Josh Joris took advantage of this and followed the advance team of the hunting group to collect the corpses in the wild and finally transported them back to the gathering place to fill the magic pool."
"I used the chickpeas you gave me." Jiang Xueming put on his clothes, took out his diary, and showed off the devil body of St. Josh with Brother Lang - this devil's body was all shank meat, pink and white.
It's very much like the flesh of an incarnate butterfly. The hardness of the skull is ridiculous, and there is a pair of horns growing on the forehead.
It was this pair of large horns that were more than 20 centimeters long that tightly combined the devil's skull and skull. Jiang Xueming was so strenuous when he performed craniotomy surgery with a stick. He knocked it over two hundred times and finally
St. Josh's neck was broken and he managed to get some brains out.
You must know that Jiang Xueming's current core strength is not much worse than that of Meteor. He has grown into a tall man of 1.85 meters. His longer arms give stronger torque and acceleration to the stick. This stick should be able to knock him out.
An adult mountain lion.
If there had been Belloberg, this inhuman Saint Josh would have been blocked by Xueming in the spring and killed dozens of times.
Before leaving, Xueming sprinkled the chickpeas on the Longshi Road. He estimated that there were more than 10,000 beans in these two large bags. If Oscar's statement that "the devil likes to count" is true, St. Josh
When they come to life again, these beans can still delay for dozens of minutes.
"Do you have any idea? I want some psychics to send me to the spirit world." Jiang Xueming made a request.
Brother Lang immediately began to recall, trying to find something useful from the rich ocean of knowledge in his mind.
"I really don't have this kind of psychic props at hand. I'm a red stone person. If I have lapis lazuli, I can do telepathic spells."
"How about this..."
Oscar's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.
He took out the card from the Oriental Dream Paris Hotel and handed it to the priest.
"You call this club."
Xueming didn't understand at all: "Ah?"
He looked at the beauties with different enchanting postures and expressions on the card, and didn't quite understand Brother Lang's intention.
"What's going on?"
Oscar explained with a smile: "Isn't there a black cat? Look, look, look..."
Look at the blue-eyed princess wearing a silk and satin semi-transparent gauze dress on the small card. This black cat hybrid is an excellent psychic medium in Oscar's eyes. You must know that after sealing himself, Ao Mingde's vicious beast with a hammer, in order to maximize the
To release psychic energy, he also chose to use the form of a black cat to preserve his spiritual essence.
Ten minutes later, the foreman and outstanding employees of Oriental Dream Paris knocked on the door of the conference room.
The two girls' families were not aware of what had happened. They only knew that the big shot in the hunting group at the meetinghouse wanted them to come and provide services.
The leader was a black cat girl, only one hundred and fifty-five centimeters long, slightly fat and fluffy. Behind her was a roe deer with clear eyes and a silly expression.
Both girls have stage names, the cat is Louise and the roe deer is named Holly.
If Meteor sees these two customary girls, he will probably get a few slaps from Teacher Sansan. These two are serious hybrid beasts. Their body odor and hair are more like wild beasts, and their human content is extremely low. They have deformed skeletons and hindquarters.
The habit of standing on their feet allows them to slowly integrate into Saladin's human society.
The head of the roe deer girl Holly is even more convex and prism-shaped, and her big watery eyes are indeed endearing, but the pungent smell of alcohol and a mixture of chopped vegetables, fruits and wood coming out of her mouth can make the entrance of the hunting group
The waiters stayed away.
Louise found the big wolf customer, raised her head arrogantly with her arms akimbo, stuck out a dark red tongue from her split mouth, and spoke in a warm and vague human language: "Is it you who called for door-to-door service?"
This beauty was wearing a green short-sleeved shirt and jeans. When she walked in front of the priest, she still had to maintain her "noble" persona. After all, the advertising slogan on the small card said that she was the great-great-grandson of Mingde.
female.
"Hello Louise." Oscar hurriedly came forward and said, "I want to ask you a favor."
"One hundred and thirty-one hours of playing time is included, and four consecutive hours are offered with a 20% discount. You pay for the computer. If it is a mobile game, you have to pay for medical expenses. My eyesight is bad, and staring at the mobile screen for a long time is very stressful.
Louise looked at the big wolf with disgust, as if she thought Oscar was ugly: "There are no special services. Now that the Transportation Department is regulating the customs of beast hybrids, we can't sell ourselves."
"No, no, no, I don't want you to sell yourself." Oscar revealed his true purpose: "Girl, I want you to help me channel."
Louise was confused: "Psychic?"
In just one minute, Jiang Xueming crawled out of the secret passage again. He carried two bags of chickpeas and worked overtime for St. Josh.
"How is it, brother?" Oscar asked eagerly: "Is it effective?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Jiang Xueming looked very happy. He didn't expect that this bean could really control the devil.
Just now he carefully sneaked back to the underground shelter, and he heard St. Josh's dull voice about fifty meters away. He kept counting and was fascinated by the beans on the Dragon Stone Road.
He originally carried four woven bags down and scattered two large bags of chickpeas. As soon as he heard the clattering of beans, the devil St. Josh began to howl. It seemed that he was mentally damaged and was greatly affected by the spirit.
Hurt, climbed all the way back to the pedestal, and started counting again.
Xueming didn't dare to stay too long, lest the Vita Brand would creep into his body again, so he came back with the remaining two bags of beans.
"Brother Wolf, why don't you discuss it with the hunting group and let us burn this shelter?"
Oscar: "No, this underground shelter is full of cultural relics."
Xueming: "Is it really not possible?"
"Think about it, brother." Oscar said in a different way: "We are both Chinese. If an evil spirit enters Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, will it be destroyed with explosives? That is the place where our ancestors slept. There is no way to do that.
ah."
Xueming: "That's right..."
"We are not Americans. We went to the ancient royal tombs of Egypt and wanted to make mummies in their homes. The Angsa pirates bombed the tombs without any psychological burden, but the underground shelter of this hunting group can be regarded as the legacy of Saladin.
A legacy for future generations. We can't do this." Oscar said this and pulled the black cat girl over.
"Introduction, this sister's name is Louise, she is the foreman of Oriental Dream Paris, and she will work as a medium for you."
Louise smiled awkwardly: "Hi..."
Jiang Xueming was shocked. This black cat lady did look a lot like BOSS.
"This flat-headed guy wants to go to the spirit world." Oscar and Louise explained: "The hunting group has a morgue and a place for autopsy. We will go there to hold a ceremony."
At this time, Louise finally began to be afraid.
She knew only a little about psychic rituals, and she could earn a lot of money by staying in Paris, playing games, drinking, and boxing with guests, but when she thought about it, she realized that this business was dangerous.
"Hey...hey hey! Hey guest! Hey master!"
After changing her titles again and again, Louise was no longer as calm as she was at the beginning, and her persona could no longer be established.
"I don't know anything about psychic powers, what do you two want me to do? Wait a minute, wait a minute..."
The black cat lady couldn't defeat the tall half-wolf, and the silly roe deer Holly on the side also came to help. At first the roe deer tried to pull the foreman out, but couldn't pull it away, so it immediately helped the werewolf to lift the black cat's legs, and was very happy.
Sent to the morgue.
The leading team of the hunting group has returned to the meeting place. Brother Lang greeted the twenty or so brothers and asked them to guard the secret door next to the fountain landscaping and never enter the shelter without permission. After making these preliminary preparations, the priest
He and Miss Black Cat were sent to the VIP room of the morgue - it was a forensic studio used to dissect the corpses of disaster beasts and humans.
The spiritual world, also called Lingbo Hell, is the zone between life and death.
Even ordinary people without inspiration may be able to see the spirit body and enter the world of the spirit body the moment they enter the death door state.
Oscar was busy for a while and took out a series of psychic props from the anatomy studio, such as bone scissors and saws, some hairs of unknown meaning and two boxes of scented wax.
After lighting the candle, the light in the environment seemed to become a little darker.
Louise was sitting next to the morgue, her whole body hairy. She could clearly feel that there seemed to be many spirits in this room, and they were summoned by the scent of candles.
"It's such a big game? You need to pay extra..."
Oscar has never done this kind of ritual before - in the past, it was to pull ghosts out of Limbo. Even the Lazuli ritual is to summon the spirit body and let the spirit come to the world of the living to speak and reveal the case.
This time, Zhang Congfeng was asked to cross the two realms of Yin and Yang and be sent to Limbo Prison to hunt down Saint Josh Joris. In the field of Eastern mysticism, this is the saying that the soul leaves the body and travels to the underworld at night.
"Give, give, give..."
While Oscar was playing with the basin, he stuffed two wads of bills into Louise's arms, totaling more than 20,000 yuan.
Louise immediately changed her tune: "Through fire and water! Brother Wolf!"
After preparing the props for the ceremony, Oscar held Xueming's legs, took off Xueming's shoes, and put them into the stainless steel basin.
The dilute sulfuric acid began to ablate the skin of Xueming's feet. He could feel obvious stinging pain, but the expression on his face did not change - this surprised Oscar.
"Father, have you done this kind of ceremony before?"
Xueming shook his head: "I was often beaten when I was a child, so I'm used to it."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Oscar didn’t ask any more questions, he sprinkled purple mandala petals in the four corners of the morgue - Xueming saw four
Spiritual bodies with blurred outlines and almost indistinguishable shapes squatted in the corner. These souls were like the strange beasts and devils in St. Josh's Notes on the Devil, a chaotic form of human-animal hybrids.
Immediately afterwards, the big wolf held the arm of the roe deer girl Holly, cut a scar, took the blood with his fingertips, and made a circle between Xueming's eyebrows, along the forehead and toward the cheeks.
This half-wolf who was experienced in psychic rituals was observing the changes in spiritual pressure all the time. He drew four King Solomon seals continuously on the priest's forehead and heavenly cap, as well as his throat and heart, as four lines of spiritual protection. He murmured in his mouth.
Xueming couldn't understand a single word of the unclear mysterious mantra.
The big wolf chose a severed hand from the psychic props——
——This arm has been dried and embalmed and came from a wizard four hundred years ago.
He put his severed hand into Louise's arms and asked Louise to hold it.
"Louis, open your eyes, Louise, open your eyes."
When the black cat girl held the wizard's corpse arm, her pupils also dilated. The temperature began to drop due to the strong psychic reaction, and the whole room became damp and cold.
Oscar held Louise's face, followed the black cat's fleshy cheeks, and pulled the black cat's cheeks. He moved the little girl's body towards the priest, and then closed the hands of the priest and Louise.
Oscar asked: "What did you see? Louise? What did you see?"
"Fire...there are so many people...there are so many..." Louise and Xueming were almost face to face.
At this time, Xueming felt severe cramping pain starting from his heart and lungs——
--Everything seems to stop moving.
The flame of the candle remained motionless, and the smoke solidified in the air.
The burning sensation coming from the soles of his feet became more and more intense, and the flames rushed up his calves. His skin and flesh cracked, revealing the fragrant and dreamy iron armor - Xueming's spirit body was in this form.
The posture when he came to Limbo Prison should also be the form of Soul Power.
Oscar stood frozen, time froze at this moment. The little roe deer girl who was playing with her mobile phone in the corner of the room lowered her head, saliva dripping down her chin, and the crystal clear brushed saliva refused to fall.
The strange beasts and devils crouching in the four corners gradually revealed their true forms. They all turned into chrysanthemum heads, soft balls of flesh without limbs. Circles of sharp teeth could be seen from the dark caves of the heads.
The moment Xueming stood up, he felt the skin and flesh all over his body split, as if he had suddenly emerged from the thick cocoon of his physical body.
The pain in his chest was getting stronger and stronger. He looked down and saw that there was a keyhole in the spirit body that originally belonged to Fragrant Fantasy - it was gradually filled with crystal clear spiritual energy, and the pain slowly disappeared.
At this moment, Xueming was able to move freely and he came to the spirit world.
The morgue has completely changed its appearance. The originally smooth walls are now covered with orange-red flesh. A fierce fire is burning in the stainless steel basin, and the flames are still burning his body - this body is now in tatters.
, very scary, like the remains left behind when an insect sheds its shell.
He walked to the mirror in the morgue and saw what was in the mirror clearly, and then he was convinced that he had transformed into the form of a fragrant dream. There were a pair of green cat eyes in the helmet, a pink nose, and under the chest armor.
Slightly white hair like a dress lapel - he clenched his fists, and he could hear the strong sound of the claws gradually closing in the iron armored gloves.
Time began to flow again, and Oscar, the great wolf in the material plane, breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's in."
Louise asked tremblingly: "Can I let go? It's so scary..."
Oscar quickly held Louise down.
"Not yet, you have to hold his hand all the time. Now that his soul is not in the body, he will attract the covetousness of other little devils - if he is possessed by evil spirits, he will no longer be him, which will be very troublesome."
This kind of psychic ritual transcends the limitations of the range of the soul power——
——Jiang Xueming is able to move freely as a fragrant and dreamy spirit body.
He was floating in mid-air, feeling as light as a swallow, like a weightless hydrogen balloon, able to pass directly through the obstacles of the wall and into the hall of the assembly hall. He walked through the secret door again and entered the cave. It was originally pitch black.
The environment has also become brighter, and it seems that any evil psychic energy has nowhere to hide.
The devil transformed by Saint Josh Joris is still crawling on the side of the pedestal, counting the beans on the ground nervously.
As if he felt something, the sheep-headed devil raised his head and saw a bright cat-shaped spirit floating in front of him.
Jiang Xueming did not take action directly, as he did not want to leave the spiritual remnants of the fragrant dream here.
At this moment, the devil pool in the spiritual world turned into bottomless holes. He hugged the body of Saint Josh Joris and jumped into the bottomless pit to bring the devil back to the earth.