Qingyue Temple

Fang Shanshui followed the sound and saw a strange thing formed by a cloud of evil spirits - a headless doll holding its head.The rag doll was sitting on the hood of the hearse with its cloth legs crooked, holding its bloody head in its arms and pasting it against the window. Its black plastic-like eyeballs seemed to be observing the situation in the car.

[Where did the little thief dare to stand on the nose of the house master!Hum hum! Zhai Ling suddenly shook the front of the car angrily, sneezed fiercely, and immediately threw the rag doll standing on his nose flying, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The rag doll that fell on the ground stood up with a good temper, and found that Fang Shanshui in the car was looking at him, and raised the bloody head in his arms. Fang Shanshui smiled. This picture is really not beautiful.

Fang Shanshui looked at the doll. This thing was somewhat similar to the doll he used to practice psychic training, but it was much higher than his original level.

Behind, there should be a peer who is proficient in this way to control.

Fang Shanshui asked the doll standing still: "What do you want?"

The doll tilted its head in its hand, and drew a smile-like mouth line on its head with a cloth hand.

【Are you asking me?Heck, heck, I'm playing, do you want to play with me? 】

Fang Shanshui refused: "No, I still have things to do."

Fang Shanshui was a little wary of this ghost, and decided to go shopping in another place, and signaled to Zhai Ling to take him to another shopping mall.

[Okay then, goodbye. 】

The doll bid farewell to Fang Shanshui with a little regret, and didn't stop him, and even waved his short arm to Fang Shanshui, quite friendly.

The house spirit seemed to dislike the rag doll very much, and snorted, if Fang Shanshui hadn't said to leave, it would have immediately turned against this ugly thing, show it some color!

Zhai Ling swallowed the big man in black who had just got out of the car in one gulp, and gurgled the big man in black from the outside back into the car.

However, just as the house hearse started to leave, the cloth doll suddenly touched the body of the house spirit.

Zhai Ling exploded immediately!

[Om——! With a sound, the place where Zhai Ling's body was touched opened a big mouth instantly, and bit the doll's hand in one bite.

Zhai Ling bit the doll's hand while driving, and dragged the doll for more than a hundred meters, until the doll was caught under the wheels, and its head rolled far away, but there were still waves of cloth dolls coming from all directions. The eerie laugh of the doll.

[cluck cluck cluck. 】

Fang Shanshui felt something was wrong, and immediately put his hand on Zhai Ling's car door calmly.

At this time, from the place where the house spirit bit the doll, the spirit body suddenly turned black, and continued to spread around, as if the clean water had been polluted by something.

The speed of the house hearse began to slow down, and the body began to become unstable, as if a person was panting heavily.

This rag doll is a ghost controlled by who knows, with a wave of evil, not only the spirit of the house is affected, even the six ghosts sitting in the hearse of the house have become erratic.

However, as the pollution surface of the house spirit spread, just when the filthy black ball touched Fang Shanshui's hand holding the door, the spread suddenly paused, and then boiled as if he had encountered a natural enemy, but when he wanted to escape, he was caught. It's stuck.

Under the light of Fang Shanshui's meditation verse, the pollution was firmly suppressed, how did the black color come from, and how did it recede little by little.

The spirit of the house that passed by God vomited, and spit out a jet of black stuff from his mouth: [Bah!It's unpalatable. 】

【Slightly...】

The laughter of the rag doll outside the car stopped abruptly.

Fang Shanshui saw that the doll's head, which had just rolled far away, flew back by itself. Its headless body was dragged by the right side of the hearse, while its head was hanging out of the left window. Fang Shanshui: [Are you a little Taoist priest?Where is the little Taoist? 】

[It has nothing to do with you, get out of here!Dirty things, don't pollute the air my little master breathes! 】Zhai Ling was very dissatisfied with being bullied just now. Hearing the words, he cursed arrogantly, and then the spirit body opened up instantly, like a lion shaking its fur, shaking the fly-like evil spirits around it Flying, the heads and bodies of the dolls were thrown off one after another.

After throwing off the doll, the Zhai Ling didn't stop, expelled a puff of exhaust gas from eating something bad, and drove away in a hurry.

Although Zhai Ling felt that he was not afraid of the doll, at most it would change from a white house to a black house after being polluted. It is a house with connotations, so why would it care what color of paint leather it is painted on?

But it was worried that after changing the paint, it would be swallowed by that zombie again...

I think when I was pulled out from the body and swallowed, it hurt like being skinned!

【Hey, by the way, little master, shall we go back and catch that doll?I think it might suit the old owner's taste. ] Zhai Ling's face appeared in front of the car window, rubbing his hands together anxiously and encouraging Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui: ...

He didn't want to feed the master these messy and weird things.

"Let's go, buy good things, we have to go back before dark." Otherwise, Fang Shanshui will always feel bad when Master wakes up and can't see others.

【All right. 】 Zhai Ling speeds up the car in a daze.

Fang Shanshui looked back. After the doll got up from the ground again, it didn't seem to continue to catch up with it. After picking up its head crookedly, it looked at this side for a while, and then Disappeared.

Fang Shanshui narrowed his eyes, then turned his gaze back to look inside the car.

The six big men in black in the car sat obediently in their seats, including the one who had just been swallowed by the house spirit from the outside.

Fang Shanshui's gaze fell on the last person and said, "Take off your sunglasses."

When Zhai Ling heard that something was wrong, a hand popped up and slapped the big man: [Take off the sunglasses! 】

After the big man was slapped, he hurried to take off his glasses. A little black bug that appeared at an unknown time was lying under his eyes, constantly burrowing into his skin.

This skin is made of paper like Zhai Ling's car, and the wandering soul attached to it can't feel pain, so it was almost taken advantage of.

Fang Shanshui stretched out his finger and used his true energy, and the worm that was drilling instantly burst into flames.

The wandering soul got out of the shell in fear.

And that little black bug actually made a scream like a human being.

Zhai Ling was furious immediately: 【That damn thing is really endless!Little master, let's turn around and go back to fight it! 】

Fang Shanshui: "No need, I just paid it back."

Therefore, although Fang Shanshui didn't like Zhang Yizheng very much at first, he didn't care about anything with him. After all, compared with the evil faction who would do evil things for no reason, the real Zhang Yizheng is really cute. .

However, Fang Shanshui would not be polite when encountering this kind of person who wanted to shade himself.

……

Just as he was about to continue tracking the doll of the tomb robber, he suddenly seemed to hear someone chanting scriptures. It was the voice of the little Taoist priest just now.

The doll paused and fell to the ground.

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The dark room has a lot of space, but because there are too many fragments in the room, it looks crowded and scattered.

The walls of this room are covered with pictures of people, men and women, old and young, and behind the offerings on the table, there are also various statues of boys, gold and wood, layer after layer. Stacked, one by one expressionless.

In the center of the room, there was a man lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed. His face was covered with scriptures like tattoos.

The scriptures stretched from the man's face to his neck, and finally disappeared into his clothes. It seemed that his body was also tattooed with scriptures of this kind.

The man has delicate features and a tender baby face. Even if his face is engraved with scriptures, it doesn't look ugly, but has a kind of Buddha-like beauty.

The man was holding a doll in his arms, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping. There was a photo under the doll.

There are five people in the photo, the leader is Lin Er, Lin Kai, and Zhao Huan, and the two next to them, their faces are now burnt black, and it is impossible to tell who they are, but one of them has a burly figure, which is obviously comparable to that of a gangster. Huzi, who died not long ago, confronted the number.

Judging from the background of the photo, this should be taken by Lin Er and his party when they first arrived in the United States.

The rocking chair creaked and swayed, and suddenly, the doll in the man's arms lost its head, rolled down from his lap, and fell to the foot of the chair with a puff.

call--!

There were countless shadows in the room in an instant, jumping out from various photos and boy statues one after another, and pounced on the man in the rocking chair, as if they wanted to choose someone and devour them!

squeak~

The rocking chair rocked.

The scriptures on the man's face suddenly glowed, and the light pierced into the darkness, seeming to startle countless wailing.

Not long after, the shadows whizzing around, under the light of the scriptures, hid back in the photos and statues as if the tide was ebbing.

The light on the man's body then dimmed, and the room regained its calm.

The man on the rocking chair opened his eyes and said with a fake smile: "Interesting..."

After the man finished speaking, the photos and doll statues all over the room seemed to move their mouths, showing weird smiles.

The man hooked his hands, and the doll's head fell to the ground, suddenly rolled on the ground, put itself upright, and slowly flew up in the air.

Flew back to its headless body.

The man held up the rag doll whose head couldn't fall off, and comforted him: "Okay son, don't lose your temper, let's continue playing."

[cluck cluck cluck. 】

The doll seemed to be responding to the man, and the plastic eyes seemed to be grunting.

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Ever since they bumped into Fang Shanshui and his party outside the shopping mall, Lin Er and the others felt relieved for a long time. The rag doll that had been haunting him seemed to disappear suddenly. The sixth sense tells them that the danger is not over.

Lin Er and the tomb robbers finally ran to the foot of Qingyue Mountain. They were terrified to see the large withered peach forest at the foot of the mountain. Every peach tree standing on the ground seemed to be stretching its branches with all its strength, like It is ghost hands protruding from the ground, crawling out of hell one after another.

In stark contrast to these peach trees, there is the lush but cool forest not far away on Qingyue Mountain.

"Why are only the peach trees withered, not a single living tree? Here..." Zhao Huan kept shaking his head, not daring to move forward no matter what.

"Uncle, there seems to be something very wrong!" Lin Kai also felt chills in his heart.

Ever since they were targeted by that monster in foreign countries, they have become a bit of a loser. Usually, when they see an upside-down mop, they can be regarded as a dangling human head. Now they see this ominous peach grove, and they have even more bad associations.

Lin Er was also a little hesitant, and even began to doubt whether his decision was right. There was always a feeling that going forward would be like a wolf before a tiger.

However, while hesitating, the three of them heard that familiar and horrifying laughter again.

[cluck cluck cluck...]

The ghost that hadn't appeared for a long time has caught up again!

"Run!"

After finally relaxing for a long time, the three of them were almost scared to pee, and they didn't dare to hesitate anymore, they jumped over the withered peach trees like ghost hands, and rushed towards Qingyue Mountain.