"Pull him out..." Fujiko whispered to Fu Bao, "It's midnight now. He was summoned by the game. He decided that he was playing a game with us, so we caught him within the rules and pulled him out. From the underworld, pull him to the earth, and we will catch him.”
"I, can I?" Fu Bao said to Fujiko with trembling lips.
"Imagine that you are the protagonist of the story and can do things that others cannot do. God will favor you. Come on." Fujiko encouraged Fu Bao with confidence.
This doesn't encourage me at all, okay? ! Fu Bao swallowed and had the urge to run away.
But then Fujiko said: "If you can't pull him out this time, when it's his turn, he will pull you into the underworld and you will die."
"Impossible! You are not dead either!" Fu Bao shouted.
"He wants to kill us. He thinks he has killed us and we are out. But now there are only two of you in the game. If the game continues and you are also out, then he will win this game and he will completely escape from the underworld. Show yourself, and by then, not only you, but everyone in this room will die." Fujiko said in a hurried tone.
When Lu Jinyuan heard what Fujiko said, he stuffed his mouth with his hands. Xia Qing originally took off his glasses to wipe the sweat from his face, but when he was about to put them on, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't put them on.
"So don't play such a dangerous ghost-killing game!" Fu Bao roared, feeling confused.
"Please." Fujiko put her hand on Fu Bao's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Judge, please open your eyes."
What are you asking for...you think I am really a judge!
Fu Bao screamed in his heart, and at the same time reluctantly opened his eyes, he saw a terrifying red silk tree standing on the table like a dead tree, about half a person tall, and the shape was obviously a human figure that seemed to be getting up!
"...Come on." Fujiko pushed Fu Bao, "Otherwise we will all die."
Fu Bao gritted his teeth, thought about giving it a try, and then pounced on him.
The moment he came into contact with the strange piece of red silk, his right hand was in pain as if someone had slashed it with a knife.
But at this moment, he seemed to have caught something. The thing was in human form, but it was extremely cold, like a piece of ice that had lasted ten thousand years. With the courage he had just summoned, it seemed to be something.
Fu Bao grabbed the cold man and threw him out. With a "bang", he fell from the table to under the table. Fu Bao rolled a few meters away on the ground while holding a human figure covered in red silk.
"Okay!" Fujiko clapped her hands excitedly.
Okay, okay? Fu Bao felt dizzy and felt that the thing he was holding was extremely cold. Hearing Fujiko's words, he immediately let go and jumped up. At this time, Lu Jinyuan and Xia Qing also came over and looked at the man being A human figure wrapped tightly in red silk.
The red silk is so thin that it shows through when the light shines on it. You can see that except for one hand, everything else is empty!
It's like a transparent person with only one hand outside!
"Is this a ghost?" Lu Jinyuan was obviously the most afraid, but he looked like he wanted to go over and poke or kick him.
"Ghost...why is it empty? Except for that hand?" Xia Qing showed an expression of incomprehension.
"Ordinary people can't see ghosts with their eyes, so I need to play this game with them." Fujiko explained. She also squatted down to study the ghosts in the red silk, full of curiosity. "This is the first time I have caught it." Damn it!"
"But you're not from a Maoshan family? Why don't you even have the magic to see ghosts?" Lu Jinyuan asked curiously, "I don't think it's difficult to see ghosts. Just use my special mobile phone."
"My father is the successor of Maoshan Taoism, but he died. I learned many spells by myself." Fujiko said with an unchanged expression, but a little disappointed in her tone.
"Well... I'm sorry." Speaking of Fujiko's sadness, Lu Jinyuan apologized in a low voice.
But Fu Bao was paying attention to another thing. He pointed his finger at Fujiko and cried out, "You said you learned the spell by yourself... So is this ghost-killing ritual?! Didn't you say it was passed down from your ancestors?"
"Of course the ghost-killing ritual is passed down from our ancestors, at least... the name is passed down from our ancestors." Fujiko said a little embarrassed, blinked a few times, then raised her chin a little proudly and said, "The method has been lost, so I combined it with Die Xian and Killing Games have restored it again, and although it’s only the first trial, it seems to work well.”
"Wow!" Fu Bao gasped. He actually bet his life on such a... made-up game? !
It's going crazy!
"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous." Lu Jinyuan also patted his chest, it was so thrilling.
"Then what should we do next?" Xia Qing also knelt down carefully and asked.
"Burn it or use the ancestral talisman paper for salvation. The ancestral talisman paper is very precious, so it's better to burn it." Fujiko said simply and directly.
"It's a pity to burn it like this, isn't it?" Lu Jinyuan also squatted over. He finally dared to touch the red silk with his hand. It was empty, but the red silk clearly had a shape. "Why don't you use it to study it? If you study it, The way the ghosts are composed must be a great discovery!”
"Shut up!" Fu Bao and Xia Qing shouted at Lu Jinyuan at the same time. It would be an idiot to leave a ghost to study such words.
"Get it done quickly. I have to go back to sleep. I'm so sleepy. It's already twelve o'clock." Fu Bao also squatted next to the red silk figure and looked at the time. It was exactly twelve o'clock. He was tired.
Now, the four people were squatting side by side next to the captured ghost. They were completely focused and did not notice that right behind them, the ghost's left hand that was placed in the box and sent to Xia Qing suddenly had a finger. It moved.
"Can I just burn it?" Xia Qing couldn't believe it was so simple.
"Of course." Fujiko replied decisively.
"Do I need to add any fuel? Like paper or something?" Xia Qing asked another question.
"How about electrocuting him to death?" Lu Jinyuan suddenly thought.
"How is that possible!" Fujiko thought for a moment and then shook her head.
Why does my right hand suddenly hurt?
Like a cramp... Fu Bao pressed his painful right hand with his left hand. Although he was listening to everyone's discussion, the pain seemed to be spreading, occupying his attention, and he was not in the mood to talk at all.
Then not long after, even my left hand began to hurt. It felt as if both hands were stuck in a brazier, and the anxiety was unbearable.
"Stop talking!" Fu Bao suddenly shouted. The unbearable discomfort made him want to go home immediately. "Do you still have a fever? If not, I have to leave!"
"Wait a minute." Xia Qing, who was squatting next to him, grabbed Fu Bao's clothes and said, "Let's go together after the burning is over."
So annoying! very painful!
Fu Bao felt that the veins on his forehead were beating "bang bang", and his sanity almost disappeared. The rational thread in his brain was instantly burned out. He suddenly pushed Xia Qing's hand away and shouted at Xia Qing, "Don't It’s annoying me!”
"You -" Xia Qing was a little confused by the yelling. He was about to ask Fu Bao what happened when suddenly there was a "poof" and a burst of pain made him rush forward and lie down on the red silk cloth wrapped with the ghost. .
What happened? ! Fujiko and Lu Jinyuan stared wide-eyed, wondering what happened to Xia Qing.
Fu Bao was standing and had the clearest view. He saw Xia Qing throw herself down. Just when he felt strange, he immediately saw that Xia Qing had a penis stuck behind his back...
hand?
The black hand, those five fingers, were like steel cones inserted deeply into Xia Qing's back. The blood was flowing out like water, instantly dyeing Xia Qing's clothes red, and Xia Qing felt like she had been nailed. The little animal on the wall twitched its hands and feet involuntarily, and turned its head to look back. It looked so helpless... What was that?
Fu Bao looked at Xia Qing blankly, wasn't that hand trapped in the red silk? Why is there another one?
Wait, this is...the left hand! It was only the right hand that was caught. Could it be that both the left and right hands can kill people? Can you still move around freely? !
At this moment, not only Fu Bao, but everyone saw this unexpected second ghost hand. Cold fear fell from the sky, peeling off everyone's skull and pouring it into their brains. They were all stunned. He stared at Xia Qing with his eyes widened.
"Xia Qing!" Lu Jinyuan screamed, his mind was in chaos and he didn't know what to say.
Xia Qing finally turned his head around at this moment. Due to the angle, he couldn't see anything, so he desperately touched his back, and ended up touching a lonely ghost hand, which made his expression change. Twisted and horrified.
"Li...Xianjie?!" Fujiko could still tell the name of the owner of this ghost hand, but it was obvious that she was in extreme shock at the moment.
Obviously... he has been trapped through the ritual... why does another one appear? !
Did she make a mistake?
She only grabbed one hand?
Silence spread like a glacier, fear abounded, and Xia Qing's wailing was the only thing left in the room.
