Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

The accident happened suddenly, the beauty couldn't react in time and was caught straight, she wanted to pull her foot out with a low cry, but the monster was too strong, once she grabbed it with a dry hand, she never let go, no matter how the beauty kicked it You can't shake it off with a kick.

"Daofeng, come and help me!" With an impatient expression on her face, the beauty picked up the gun and put it down again. It can be seen that she really wanted to shoot this dead hand regardless of the consequences, but it was a pity that the hand was holding tightly. Holding her ankle tightly, at such a close distance, the result of blindly shooting must be his heel.

"What's going on." Dao Feng frowned, walked over and squatted down to examine the strange hand carefully.

"How do I know!" The beauty moved her feet vigorously, but found that she still couldn't pull away, she couldn't help but get angry, her beautiful eyes scanned the rest of the monster's remains, as if she wanted to smash them into pieces again.

And I, who have been standing in the distance watching, can clearly see a black shadow attached to the upper layer of the monster's wreckage, and the shadow is slowly converging into a human shape. The head that gathers first shows a strange shape. The word "prisoner".

I remember, when Lao Chu taught me the technique of sealing ghosts, he said that this kind of injustice of being "prisoned" may have owed others during his lifetime, or he himself was a slave without freedom. Crucify the souls in some kind of container. This container can be a box or something, or it can be their original body. After being crucified, the souls will live forever and cannot be reincarnated. The scariest of monsters, this monster is often called a "corpse man".In many ancient tombs, "shiba" is used as a tomb guard animal to protect the peace of the tomb owner.

The easiest way to deal with this kind of monster is to break the container that binds them, release them from captivity, and ferry them back to the Wangchuan River.

At that time, Lao Chu symbolically gestured at the key word to release the prison. Although I was in a bad mood at the time and didn’t ask what the word was, I still remember the general shape of the word. I just need to use Minghuo to print this word on the " "Prisoner" above, and then cast resentment, you can re-transform the injustice.

Thinking of this, I took out the lighter, walked to the wreckage, drew the fire from the lighter on my hand, then knelt down and covered the corpse's head with my hand.

I don't know why, but the usual simple movements are very difficult to do now. After walking a few steps, I feel dizzy, panting and flustered, and my body is getting heavier and heavier. I wish I could just lie on the ground and fall asleep.

Could it be that there is something like poisonous gas in this ancient tomb, or that the lack of oxygen makes it difficult to breathe?But why didn't Dao Feng and the woman behave abnormally?Could Xiaopang be the same as me, that's why he never woke up.

If this is the case, I must get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise Xiaopang will have to take a step before I have an accident. This kind of situation must never happen.

Shaking my head, I squinted my eyes and tried to focus, without looking at the two people, I said: "I can help you, but if you solve this guy, you must tell me where to go out immediately."

After listening to my words, both of them fell silent by coincidence, and I felt Dao Feng's sharp black eyes staring at me all the time.

"Yes." With the same frivolous tone as before, the woman stomped her feet and said with a smile, "Let Dao Feng take you out."

With these words, I nodded and felt a little more at ease. Even if I knew that the other party was a tomb robber, I might not keep my word, but judging from the current situation, this is the only way I can go.

I slowly moved my fingers along the remains of the corpse, and I engraved the strange dark purple characters on the remains.

After the glyph was fully revealed, the surrounding area was suddenly bleak, and a terrifying aura rushed towards my face. I was frozen stiff and trembling.The strong sense of oppression was much stronger than when I was dealing with ordinary injustices. I was weak and under such pressure. I only felt that my eyes were becoming more and more blurred, and everything nearby was almost blurred.

Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to see clearly the original form of the soul covered on the wreckage, waved my arms that had been numb by the cold air, and lit three ghost fires behind the injustice, until the shadow gradually disappeared, and then I sat down on the ground with a sigh of relief .

The withered hand that was holding the beautiful woman's ankle suddenly loosened with a clatter, the woman took two steps back to shake off the disgusting hand bone, her phoenix eyes looked at me meaningfully, as if she felt that I was not so completely useless.

"You are indeed the descendant of the Nether Purple Flame. It seems that the Fenggui clan is not dead yet." He reached out and picked me up from the ground. Dao Feng looked at me with complicated eyes, and the black cat jumped on him at this moment. On the shoulders, the golden cat pupils are as radiant as its owner.

"Don't worry, the scourge lasts for thousands of years, and the good man lasts forever. I will definitely outlive you." Pulling away his hand, I stood there pretending nothing had happened, but if I was careful, I would find that I was holding Wu Xiaopang's His hands were shaking, and his eyes were blurred, and he almost didn't even have the strength to hold on.

"Tell me how to get out quickly, I have something to do when I get home." Turning to the direction where Dao Feng was, I said through gritted teeth.

Hearing my words, the woman suddenly laughed. I couldn't see clearly, and I didn't know what her expression was. I only heard that soft and beautiful voice teasing incomparably cunningly: "You guessed that we might Haven't you kept your promise? Why are you pretending to be serious? Since the matter has been revealed, we definitely can't let you go, otherwise, wouldn't we be wronged when you go out to call the police? Anyway, this is also a tomb, so it's not a good place to be buried here."

"Damn it..." I cursed secretly, and took a few steps back holding Wu Xiaopang. The situation in front of me was terrible. If there was nothing wrong with my health, I might try to escape, but now I have difficulty breathing, and my eyes are blind again. There is no difference, trying to slip away from these two is harder than reaching the sky.

Is it destined to be buried here today? Tomb robbers are really not good things.

Suddenly there was a burst of sadness in my heart, I died here inexplicably, I am more wronged than Dou E.He was really hurt by that brat Wu Xiaopang. If he had known earlier, he might as well have let him run naked on the Huangque Slope all night. It would be better if he broke his leg after running away than to be reduced to an ancient tomb.

"Okay, I'm going to die today." Nodding fiercely, I said as if giving up: "But this kid can't die here, he doesn't know anything, you send him up, his father is still waiting for him outside .”

This is my last bit of effort. I think no matter how cruel a person is, he should soften his heart when facing a child like Xiaopang.

As soon as I finished speaking, a rough and thick male voice suddenly came from behind. The man seemed to be dragging something, and every step was very powerful. "His father? Do you mean this old man?"

I didn't expect that there was a third person among them. I screamed in my heart that it was terrible, so I wanted to look back.At the same time, I couldn't help worrying about what they did to Uncle Wu. If they really killed such ordinary innocent people, it would not be just a matter of cruelty. It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as devoid of conscience and humanity.

Unexpectedly, that bastard Dao Feng took advantage of my distraction, and suddenly rushed to my side with a stride, and raised his left hand wearing a thick leather glove, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck, and my eyes were completely dark.

I couldn't gather my consciousness again. Before I fell into a coma, I felt hugged by someone. Fortunately, I didn't hit the stone brick floor. Otherwise, I would have to suffer another pain before I died, and it would be a big loss.

"Don't hurt him, he is our second goal in Beijing." The man who hugged me said so.

The author has something to say: I saw a girl asking about it, so I would like to explain it here. This Fenggui has nothing to do with all my other works. The use of the two surnames Chu and Dao is just my personal preference. Well, tonight Chatting in the group, I found that some girls still think that Chu Yang is a victim. I need to explain this point. After experiencing some things, Chu Yang will definitely become stronger and stronger. He will not always be half-baked, and he will gradually surpass Lao Chu and grandpa. , even the best ghost master of the Chu family back then, finally fully mastered the ghost sealing technique.