Weird Regulator

Since vision and hearing have become the lowest level of dead ends at this moment.

At the critical moment, Ji Li had to open his eyes. At first glance, he saw the rusty steel blade.

This definitely does not look like a blade that has been polished for a long time. On the contrary, it can be seen from the rotten serrations on it that the service life of this knife has long ended.

But these are not critical. The important thing is that Ji Li can really see the blood from his cheek dripping down from above.

The field of vision in front of him was also compressed to the extreme. Ji Li found that there was not much room for his limbs to move.

Because he, Wei Guang, and the young police officer were huddled together.

The three people were trapped in a supernatural barrier surrounded by black hair. The space was extremely small and people were piled on top of each other.

Ji Li was at the top among the three people. The young police officer was half leaning on Wei Guang, but he was at the bottom, his toes touching the ground and trembling slightly.

Wei Guang was in the most embarrassing situation. He pressed his shoulder against Ji Li's body while holding the semi-conscious young police officer with both hands.

But the ghost still couldn't see its true face, only a pale palm holding the knife tightly, hovering over Ji Li's head.

Countless black hairs formed a barrier, and inside they became shackles that held the living and the dead.

Ji Li's head was frozen in place by those hairs. His own black hair was mixed in with the hair of those ghosts, making it impossible to tell which one was the executioner.

The face that had been strangled and suffocated was dripping with blood, and the wounds were like a ghost that had lost its flesh and skin.

His hands and feet can still move freely, but no matter how hard he tries to tear, he can't break those fatal hair strands.

But the knife had been hovering over Ji Li's head for a long time. As Ji Li opened his eyes, it fell even faster.

Ji Li rolled his eyelids up desperately, and with his peripheral vision he could barely catch the angle of the knife's descent.

That place was clearly his temple. If he let the knife fall, he would definitely die.

The face that was originally like a ghost became more ferocious at this moment due to suffocation and the emergency situation.

Ji Li's eyes were bloodshot and he twisted his lower body violently, trying to get Wei Guang and the young police officer to use their bodies to break through the black-haired barrier.

But the space was too small, and his movements were extremely restricted. Secondly, Ji Li's right leg had lost too much blood and could hardly move.

This action had little effect. Instead, it made the black hairs become more restless, and the force on his neck became heavier and heavier.

Even Ji Li couldn't bear the feeling of suffocation at this moment. The gaping hole on the right side of his face and his enlarged mouth were sucking air into his lungs at the same time.

From the corner of his eye, he finally saw the fatal knife, which was already rushing towards his temple with the evil wind.

Half a second of buffering.

There are not many opportunities left for Ji Li to think about countermeasures. With human power, he will die immediately.

Forced as a last resort, Ji Li suddenly roared, clenching his fists in one place, his long hair rising in the wind.

Bang bang bang!

Eighteen thick black iron chains appeared on his body out of thin air, shining with little bits of light, breaking all the black hair on his neck in an instant.

boom!

An extremely large ancient bronze coffin appeared in this simple and old house, crushing a large area of ​​floor tiles.

The dust flying up all over the sky confused Ji Li's eyes, but after a moment his vision became clear.

Only the ground in front was covered with long black hair that had been torn apart. They were even squirming on the ground, trying to reconnect.

The scene was extremely strange and somewhat chilling.

But Ji Li's heart was filled with endless surging thoughts. He lost control of his power and fell from Wei Guang's shoulders to the ground.

He never expected that the power of this coffin would be so powerful. Just summoning it to appear without activating the sealing effect instantly defeated the supernatural barrier.

The ancient bronze coffin is extremely powerful and can seal any ghost.

But Ji Li only has three chances to borrow it. Once it is used up, it will be returned to Xue Li's hands.

Ji Li tentatively checked Xue Li after returning to the world.

You don't know if you don't check. This check made Ji Li unable to react for a long time.

The tenth palace, King Yama, specializes in human reincarnation. He is commonly known as the Holy King of Wheels. His common name is 'Xue Li'...

In other words, the ancient bronze coffin Ji Li obtained was the property of the Wheel-turning King.

Ji Li would never be willing to squander such a powerful crime in a two-star hotel, at least not now.

Using the power of the sinful object to block the killing blow of the ghost has given him the opportunity to continue operating, which is completely enough.

Ji Li's fist was sent away again, and the coffin that had just appeared disappeared again.

Ji Li fell to the ground and immediately grabbed a piece of floor tile that was shattered by the coffin. He struggled to hold up his upper body and climbed a step towards Wei Guang.

It is now known: smell \u003e vision \u003e hearing.

Since finding a scapegoat is not possible, we can only start from the rules of life and death.

With all the sensory abilities, there aren’t many choices apart from these three items, but Ji Li is sure!

Taste is definitely at the forefront of a ghost's path to death.

Judging from the electric stove on the coffee table, nothing excites the ghost more than the feeling of entering.

Ji Li aimed his vicious gaze at Wei Guang again.

Wei Guang had already opened his eyes at this moment. Those eyes were frightened and shocked, and he didn't know what to say.

Now only the instinct of survival is left, and even his own identity has been completely forgotten.

He had only one thought, to survive and save half the life of the young police officer, who was his apprentice.

The thought had just arisen, and before he could take a step forward, he felt his clothes being grabbed violently from behind.

The force was so great that it even pulled it to stagger, but Wei Guang did not dare to look back. He knew it might be Ji Li, but it might also be that inexplicable and terrifying thing.

Wei Guang is already very intelligent and witty. From the previous situations, it can be seen that the ghost's target at this moment is Ji Li.

So he took off the coat regardless, picked up the young police officer on the ground, and prepared to escape.

But suddenly, his heels gave way, severe pain came, and a cry was unavoidable.

When he fell to the ground, he suddenly found a sharp piece of porcelain stuck in the ankle of his right leg, as well as Ji Li's ferocious face, and...

And behind Ji Li's head, the ghost was shrouded in black mist and his figure was blurred, with only the hand holding the knife exposed.

The ghost wanted to attack Ji Li, and Ji Li was blaming Wei Guang, but the third person here who should have died long ago, now his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he was returning to the light.