Shi Xin froze behind the tree and did not dare to move. His face showed no emotion, and he just looked at the people who were looking over him.
What Zhang Ningzhi felt was just the murderous aura suddenly emanating from Liu Qianqian.
Such a direct and sudden shooting made Zhang Ningzhi's heart stop instantly. It was as if countless indescribable objects emerged from the dark corners. The cold air surrounded her. The fear of death and the desire to survive when she was about to die made her brain tremble. There was only the word "escape" left in the sentence, completely regardless of whether he would be discovered or exposed.
The black cat's perception of evil spirits is a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary players.
What Shi Xin saw was the four-meter-tall Lotus-Sitting Bodhisattva emerging from behind Liu Qianqian. The blood-red evil spirit covered the clay sculpture like a piece of silk, with six thick arms clearly printed on it.
This evil spirit soaring to the sky is... the incarnation of Medicine King Bodhisattva!
Liu Qianqian's face began to turn to flesh, and the inlaid gold rims all gathered in her eyes this time. She smiled strangely at Shi Xin, just like when she greeted her that day.
The evil spirit spreads, the blood moon turns red in the sky, and the wasteland descends.
Shi Xin didn't show any timidity, took a small step back, and then ran away faster than Zhang Ningzhi.
Liu Qianqian stopped smiling when he saw this, and the mountains, rivers, water and moon also changed to their original appearance.
"It's a nightmare again," an unfinished tear fell on Wenjia's collar, her voice was desperate and weak: "How long can we... be together..."
Shi Xin ran too fast and ran out of strength soon.
Fortunately, she didn't feel the evil spirit when she fell to the ground.
"Are you just scaring me?"
Is it because killing someone is not in line with the benefits? What is the true purpose of Medicine King Bodhisattva’s teaching?
Time core...
Shi Xin was even more curious.
It took a lot of effort to stabilize her fearful heartbeat. She turned on her phone and told Zhang Su to be careful tonight, and then she went back holding on to the wall.
On the road, she met Zhang Ningzhi who was running away with her again. She also walked holding on to the wall. She was so tired that she couldn't straighten her waist. She was scolding her as she walked. When she got closer, she realized that he was scolding herself.
"Waste...waste...you are such a waste...Zhang Ningzhi, you loser...what are you afraid of? Isn't it just death...what are you afraid of...what are you afraid of...Wow, it turns out that Xiao Cheng and the others were killed by such a terrifying evil spirit! It's so scary, so good Terrible...waste! Waste! Just cry if you cry! You are such a waste! Why don't you die!"
Shi Xin turned into the alley and stopped, silently listening to the sound as it walked away.
When she arrived, the moon was high in the sky, shining on Tang Lian's body. Her head was in the light and her body was in the dark.
Shi Xin stopped in front of the Tsuchiya door in surprise, hiding his fatigue and greeting politely: "Good evening, President Tang, are you still admiring the moon so late?"
Tang Lian turned to look at her, leaning against the wall with her arms folded, her eyes indifferent.
"Have you had porridge tonight?"
Shi Xin smiled: "What kind of porridge? Do we still have porridge to drink?"
Tang Lian lowered her eyes and patted the dirt on her clothes.
She is not a germophobe, but she is standing in such an inelegant posture. If she had not been standing for too long, no one would have seen her.
"It's okay if you don't drink."
She speaks quickly and enunciates clearly.
"This village is not simple. I hope you don't go out at night."
Shi Xin thought for a while and said: "Isn't it your Luoke Academy who decided on this place? Your tennis department director should have made an on-site inspection to confirm its safety, right?"
"I am the head of the tennis department this time." Tang Lian turned away without leaving a trace, "I replaced that person, Shi Xin... I lost to you last time. It was purely an accident. Tennis was put on hold by me at that time. A year later, the result of not making it to the quarterfinals happened. This time, it’s your turn not to make it to the quarterfinals.”
"If you promise so much, what will you do if you lose again?"
Tang Lian, the proud daughter of heaven, a child from a top scholarly and political family, how could she tolerate losing.
Shi Xin expected that she would remember it for so long, but to remind her just to compare her outcome was too awesome, right?
"I won't lose! At least I won't get a clean sheet from you!"
Tang Lian spoke firmly and left after speaking.
Shi Xin hasn't finished asking yet.
"Wait a minute, you are the president of the Loco College Student Union. You are so busy, and you have to serve as the director of the tennis department just to win over me. You have really worked hard... So, have you done any on-the-spot investigation?"
"There is no actual situation, but I have investigated." Tang Lian turned around and said seriously, "There are no negative reviews on Dianping. The scenery is also very good. I like the air in the countryside."
"Ah, this..."
Shi Xin knew that Tang Lian was very busy, including family, business, school, connections, and personal skills. The better off he was, the more he had to know.
But this operation is really difficult to review. Out of curiosity, I checked Dianping to see why there are no negative reviews for such a weird village.
Not only does this guy have no bad reviews, he doesn’t even have good reviews!
The number of ratings is 318, 0 negative reviews and 0 positive reviews. What a death bug.
After reading this, I felt even more uneasy.
Shi Xin went to the kitchen to fetch water and used the small flattenable plastic basin that came with her to wash herself briefly. The owner of the house went to bed early, so she tried not to make any noise and went back to the house after washing.
Today's experience was more magical than before. After all, it was a personal contact. The scene of Medicine King Bodhisattva's appearance kept popping up in my mind.
Inexplicable emotions surged inside her, making it impossible for her to sleep.
This situation continued until——
Three quarters of a hour.
With a "squeak" sound, the old wooden door of the earthen house was mostly pushed open and then carefully closed.
The visitor's footsteps were heavy, and a rough and chapped hand took out three porcelain bowls from the cloth bag, placed them in the empty courtyard, then pinched the neck of the rooster in his arms, wiped it with a sharp blade, and cut its throat.
The rooster roared briefly, and then its head was torn off with great force. Its wings and legs were still flapping, and the blood from its neck was spilled into the bowl without pouring it.
Then, the big hand put the rooster head into the middle bowl, took two tattered gowns, tore off palm-sized pieces of cloth, and threw them into the bowl and burned them to ashes.
The bright flames dazzled Shi Xin's eyes.
She slept very restlessly, she had a lot of things on her mind and would wake up at the slightest movement.
Turning over, the bed frame creaked.
Strange, isn't this bed very strong?
Another shake, and Shi Xin lost all sleep. He turned over and looked around, and saw that the bed surface was sunken, with a pair of footprints printed on it.
She was shocked, and the quilt on the other side collapsed.
[Xuanmao: Within the radius, between the five senses. 】
Shi Xin jumped out of bed and rolled firmly to the door.
Looking up again, there were actually three white skeletons on the bed, with different human-shaped evil spirits shrouding the skeletons.
Seeing that she seemed to be able to see, he immediately gave up the sneak attack and floated to her side in the blink of an eye. Without giving any chance to react, he strangled her by the neck and lifted her into the air.
Shi Xin soon felt the feeling of suffocation. His feet kept fluttering, but they couldn't hit the ground. His arms were clipped behind his back. From a physical point of view, there was no reason to fly up.
Because the ghost hand was so powerful, she couldn't even call the White-haired Princess at that moment.
At the critical moment, the beauty spider resting on its nails wakes up, and its delicate beauty opens a pair of dark insect eyes.
