Wu didn't understand that he felt an unprecedented force trying to invade his internal organs.
Then it seemed to be tearing something apart.
After a few seconds, the tearing discomfort disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable emptiness and unprecedented impatience.
Mao Sandao's hand shook suddenly.
In the palm of his hand, he felt as if something was trying to break out from the top of Wa Wanshuang's head.
He opened his eyes suddenly and quickly pulled his hand back.
I saw a cloud of mist gradually dissipating from the top of the head of Wa Buzhuang. To be precise, it was a mass of black mist.
The black mist slowly condensed, finally taking on the shape of a human being no more than five centimeters tall.
This is the one soul and three souls of human beings, but these three souls have been merged into one.
The little man jumped up, as if he wanted to break through the circle formed by the flames of the three candles hovering above the head of the Japanese, but as soon as he touched the outside of the flames, he was forcefully bounced back to his original position.
Only then did Mao Sandao realize that the function of the three flames was to control the soul to prevent escape.
"Catch it!"
The man's voice echoed in Mao Sandao's ears again. He held his breath and stretched out his hand to carefully grab the little man above Wo Shi Dao's head.
It's like holding a handful of air.
It's just more black than the air.
At this time, the little person in the hand gradually began to struggle from the beginning and finally turned into a ball the size of a fingernail.
Mao Sandao quickly brought the soul bottle,
open the lid,
bottling,
Screw on the bottle cap.
At the same time, the three flames hovering above the head of the Japanese disappeared out of thin air.
Mao Sandao put the candle on the ground back into the candlestick and placed the soul bottle containing one soul and three souls in the prescribed position.
After the procedure was completed, Mao Sandao found that Wa did not understand and did not leave. He kept standing there with his eyes closed, without any expression on his face.
"Hi! Okay, it's time for you to go!"
Mao Sandao stepped forward and pushed Ni, who didn't understand.
Um?
what happened to him?
"Wake up! Wake up!"
Seeing that Wa didn't respond at all, Mao Sandao pushed his body a little wider.
But Wu didn't understand that he seemed to be falling asleep while standing, still motionless.
He's not...dead, is he?
Mao Sandao was shocked. Although he didn't think people could still stand after death, he still put his hand on Ni Wushang's face and felt it.
Then, he withdrew his hand and touched his face again.
After comparing the hand feeling, the body temperature is normal.
He put his hand up to Wa Bo's nostril again and probed it.
Breathing is also normal.
There was nothing wrong with his vital signs, but he still didn't wake up, which made Mao Sandao a little worried.
He shouted sternly around the secret room: "You idiot, didn't you say there was no problem? Why doesn't he wake up?"
"What's the rush? The body has to adapt."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Wabo's body shook violently and he slowly opened his eyes.
Mao Sandao breathed a sigh of relief.
Wo didn't understand and didn't say anything. He turned around with a dull expression and walked towards the passage stiffly like a puppet.
Wo Xuan walked towards the stairs stiffly, Mao Sandao always felt something was wrong.
He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.
Perhaps, as the man in the secret room said, his body is still adapting.
"The purpose of the exchange is for money, Wa Bo, how do you arrange it?" Mao Sandao asked after Wa Bo walked out of the passage.
Snapped! ! !
A slap shook the secret room like thunder.
Mao Sandao suddenly felt his eyes were dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
My head felt extremely uncomfortable as if it had been hit hard.
My ears were constantly filled with a sharp snowflake sound similar to that caused by poor reception of an old radio.
Just now, just now, he vaguely saw a pair of big black hands calling hard towards his face.
"what are you doing!"
Mao Sandao was shocked and covered his burning and painful left cheek.
"Do you know why I hit you?"
The sound in the secret room was bone-chilling, like steel thorns piercing Mao Sandao's heart.
"How do I know!" Mao Sandao was furious at the sudden slap, and his fists clenched with a crisp sound.
"When did I tell you that minors cannot exchange their souls for what they want?"
Mao Sandao tried hard to contain his inner anger, gritted his teeth and replied: "He is still a child! If something happens, what will happen to his family?!"
"He is willing to sell his soul for money. This kind of person does not deserve anyone to think about him. Even if he dies, it is not a pity to die!"
"Sooner or later you will bring retribution!" Mao Sandao rubbed his face that was a little swollen and painful due to the heat wave, and cursed fiercely.
"Retribution?" The man laughed, with a very disdainful tone, "I would like to experience what retribution is!"
Facing this man's arrogance, Mao Sandao was speechless for a moment. Even subconsciously, he felt that what this person said seemed to be right.
There is no end to desire. When a person's desire is infinitely magnified and he can sell his soul without any bottom line, what else can't this person do?
What's more, Wa doesn't know how to sell his soul just to satisfy his vanity in front of his classmates.
Maybe in the hearts of such people, the so-called family affection, friendship, love, etc. can be used to trample on them at will.
Mao Sandao remained silent, and the man added: "As for the guests' needs, I will arrange them myself. You don't have to ask questions. If you ask questions that you shouldn't ask next time, don't forget the slap today!"
"I know." Mao Sandao could hear the implicit threat, and the tone of his reply was obviously much weaker at this moment.
He was a little scared, not because of his cowardice, but because he felt that he could not fight against the two of them.
Moreover, this person can take away one soul and three souls of people without restraint, which shows that he is very powerful.
If I don't obey him, not only will I lose my life, but it will also really affect Jiao Qiu'er and Grandpa.
"Don't stay down there, get up!"
"Oh." Mao Sandao didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly walked towards the passage, muttering in a low voice as he walked, "You deserve to be hidden in the dark. If you have the ability to show up and try it out, you will know how to use dirty tricks..."
"What are you cursing at?!"
The man heard Mao Sandao's muttering, and his tone became more severe.
"No...nothing to say." Mao Sandao quickened his pace and walked up the stairs, "I wish you a prosperous business, good luck, and all the best..."
Peng!
As soon as he walked out of the secret room, Mao Sandao slammed the iron door and added in a low voice: "I also wish you an early death..."
"Nonsence!"
When he was going up the stairs, he didn't forget to spit on the ground to express his dissatisfaction.
boom! boom! boom!
And just when Mao Sandao left the secret room, the three extinguished candles suddenly lit themselves up.
Mao Sandao glanced at the time. After some troubles, it was already past two-thirty in the morning.
He walked to the cashier, cleared the table briefly, and took the "Visit Book" in his hand.
According to working hours, you can hand over get off work after a while.
He really doesn't want to stay here.
Three o'clock.
Mao Sandao seemed to be grasping the time. When the minute hand of the dial pointed to 12 and the hour hand pointed to 3, he hurried down the aisle with the "Visit Book" in hand.
sliding door,
He slipped in quickly.
Throwing the "Visit Book" on the sofa: "Here, everything is registered, I'm going home."
"Pinch and leave. In the workplace, this approach is very unpleasant."
"You can definitely choose to fire me." Mao Sandao added.
