To Fu Xue, these words were like a hand strangling the throat, making people breathless in an instant.
She took a deep breath.
After several times, he closed his eyes and nodded sharply.
There is a kind of sense of sacrifice, if you shrink your head with a knife, you can also stretch your head with a knife.
Mo Qian no longer hesitated.
He gently threw the talisman paper and placed it on Fu Xue's belly, one on each side.
The pink talisman shook slightly three times.
Then he disappeared.
Mo Qian grabbed the time and said seriously to Fu Xue.
"They will definitely wake up in two hours!"
…
This time.
Mo Qian is extremely pious.
He even took out the portrait of the founder from the bag, placed it in front of the incinerator, and bowed earnestly.
Do everything right.
Mo Qian then flew the two witchcraft dolls toward the incinerator.
The incinerator is airtight, without any gaps.
However, the doll easily penetrated the wall of the chamber and entered the furnace.
Although I haven't seen it.
But at that moment, Fu Xue's heart was in her throat.
Her belly wasn't moving at this point.
It was because she suddenly got up in the middle of the night.
The brothers were having a bad fight.
But at this moment, the two little guys fell silent.
The sudden silence is like having your ears blocked by earplugs. You are in a vacuum and can only hear the sound of your own heartbeat.
Fu Xue was in a daze.
Gu Baiye held her hand tightly.
At this moment, he no longer cared about being afraid of ghosts, as if he suddenly used endless courage and just wanted to protect Fu Xue and the child.
Of course, if he had some ability, he would also like to be able to protect his little girl.
Luo Yang stood aside and protected Mo Qian.
Just focus on one thing and do nothing, just stand here.
So people hold their breath.
Waiting for Mo Qian to take action.
And Mo Qian was holding the Ziwei Jue, his eyes were closed tightly, motionless, as if he was in trance.
Wait wait wait.
I heard a sudden muffled sound in the incinerator.
Mo Qian immediately recited the formula silently and summoned Wang Tianhui's soul from his finger.
Wang Tianhui was pulled out by a violent force, with a horrified look on his face.
Before he could react, he had truly become a dead man.
He shouted hysterically towards Mo Qian.
"What are you going to do? Let me go back. I will be reincarnated immediately. I will become the eldest son of a rich family! My mother will kill you. She will really kill you!"
Wang Tianhui doesn’t know yet.
His mother is also a dead body.
Mo Qian ignored his cry.
She held the lotus in her hand and cast the spell according to the witchcraft methods recorded in the ancient books of the special case team and the posture of the old witch in her memory.
Following the movements of Mo Qian's fingers.
Strong winds blew in the incinerator room.
Then the fire in the furnace crackled, burning more and more fiercely.
Wang Tianhui stared at the stove blankly, and after a while he finally realized what he was doing. He screamed, "Who did you burn? Who did you burn? Did you burn my body? I will fight you! Mom, where is my mother? Mom, save me!"
He was a man in his thirties when he died.
At this time, he cried like a giant baby.
The cry was harsh and depressing.
But immediately, he couldn't cry anymore.
Because a black hole formed in the chest of his soul, and it was like a tornado was blowing inside, fierce and violent.
Wang Tianhui looked down at the hole dumbfounded.
I saw small, translucent, white blurry shadows floating into the wrench on Mo Qian's hand.
Wang Tianhui stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't catch it. "What's going on? I'll survive if there are only six left! Mom, where's my mom, Mom!"
Mo Qian let him shout and ignored him completely.
All her energy was focused on the hole that held the spirit.
She absorbed the infant spirit vigorously.
Gu Sinian, who was inside the finger ring, stretched out his arms, hugging one with his left hand and one with his right, almost crying.
"Little Ancestor, Old Ancestor, I am not a wet nurse! How come you have so many children!"
Mo Qian said nothing.
Keep pumping your soul.
Wang Tianhui stretched out his hands frantically, desperately trying to block the big hole in his chest, but he couldn't block it no matter how hard he tried!
The little children ran out one by one.
That's his life!
Luo Yang looked at the scene in front of him in shock. He felt more and more how different the world was...
Mo Qian's ability to know it at a glance is definitely something he was born to be a metaphysics genius!
Compared to Luo Yang, Fu Xue and Gu Baiye, who could not see anything, could only feel the evil wind and restlessness in the room.
The couple held hands tightly and prayed for everything to go well.
While Mo Qian was busy here.
Suddenly, an old man's voice came from outside the incineration room, "Comrade police, someone is coming in here!"
…
The man on duty swore to the police that there was absolutely no one in the crematorium.
At least, no one alive.
But the police had heard the sound of the incinerator operating.
The policeman signaled to the old man, "Master, open the door."
"Ah? What did you say?"
It turns out that the uncle is deaf and cannot hear anything clearly.
The policeman was helpless and gestured to him.
This time, the uncle understood.
"Did you tell me everything!" The uncle complained, but he opened the locks outside the big iron door one by one in his hand, "Who dares to come to this place? If the bad guys have a guilty conscience and run here, they will be punished!"
The uncle said and opened the big iron door.
He wanted to prove to the police that what he said was true.
But he opened the door, drove in, and screamed "Ouch!"
"Ghost, ghost, I want to call the police! Police comrades, catch the ghost quickly!"
Comrade police, "..."
The two policemen looked at the old man jumping around in embarrassment.
Then he looked at Mo Qian who seemed to be busy with something inside.
There was a long pause.
One of the policemen coughed lightly and said, "Well, there's no one here. Let's go over there and have a look. We won't come back."
With that said, the two policemen carried the yelling uncle and walked in another direction.
The police are no one else.
It was none other than Team Leader Qiu's soldier, Xiao Tao.
If Mo Qian hadn't saved him from the monster before, he would have been a member of the incinerator.
Xiaotao and the others took the others away.
The only sound left in the incineration room was the sound of equipment.
Wang Tianhui's entire soul was so weak that it could no longer be weak. He cried without tears and tried hard to catch the fuzzy little figure, but he couldn't catch it, not even a single one.
He felt himself being hollowed out little by little.
The black hole in front of him seemed to be draining him dry.
And Mo Qian wasn't much better.
There were drops of sweat as big as soybeans on my head, and they kept falling down.
Gu Baiye stared at Mo Qian.
He had never seen a little girl look so tired. Even if he couldn't see what happened, he could tell from Mo Qian's look that she was wasting her efforts.
Mo Qian said that he would use two children to save the infant spirit of his eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law's son.
Gu Baiye didn't hesitate at all.
He knew that Mo Qian would not make such a move unless absolutely necessary.
Although the little girl is out of tune.
But she is kind-hearted and upright, and she will never gamble with human life.
Gu Baiye took a long breath.
I worshiped all Mo Qian's ancestors in my heart.
The sound of the police outside looking for someone was still there.
The old man was still wailing, "You can't see it! Four people, four people! Ah, no, four ghosts, four ghosts!"
With their voices.
Mo Qian finally withdrew the nine hundred and ninety-three infant spirits from the man's body.
However, the moment Mo Qian took back his power.
A mouthful of blood spat out.
"flourishing!"
"Mo Qian!"
