Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

At this time, I was too young and vigorous, walking and walking felt like a summer breeze, and all the peach blossoms were flying.

Yan Lan, who considers herself to be old with old arms and legs, doesn't follow closely, walks through the flower rain, and walks slowly following the direction she just saw.

In the underground winery, a man with a black face, as if he had a skull face, stared and bared his teeth, kicked over various unrecognizable wine barrels, knocked over wine bottles that were considered art treasures, and spilled fine wine all over the floor.

The whole house is filled with the aroma of wine.

Yanlan doesn't like drinking.

Although the tide on the mountain can be drunk to ward off the cold, she actually doesn't like it.

The bewitched person still smelled of smoke, which made the Taoist leader frown.

"At that time, I didn't seem to like smoking or drinking," Yan Lan saw this scene when she came over, rubbed the center of her brows, and thought, "But later, when I got sick, I needed something to hang my spirits, and I also remembered these things. I don't know...it turns out that I didn't like these from the beginning."

"This time, we need to pay more."

After being disgusted, the young Yanlan took out five talismans from his sleeve and flicked them, and the golden light floated to trap the evildoer's way out.

Yan Lan consciously found a place where she would not be affected, sat down and watched.

The talisman floated and shrank, sticking to the body of the possessed person. The golden light also caused pain, and he lost the strength to struggle after howling.

"Whatever you run away from, it will cost you half your life whether you can drive it away or not. Now the process of exorcising evil spirits is even more painful."

As the Taoist said, he put his hand into his sleeve and approached slowly.

This is the truth, a rich family has its own golden light protection, which is often not its own merit, but the shadow left by the good deeds of the ancestors, and it can protect some of the evil deeds of the descendants in the future.

This evil spirit can kill half of this man's life, but it cannot kill him. On the contrary, rushing to exorcise the evil spirit for the sake of face is even more harmful to the body.Don't mention that what you want is a way to preserve your sanity.

"Be patient."

The Taoist chief pinched his nose and held his breath, and he didn't know who to say this to.

With her left hand, she covered the man's eyes, which were unwilling to open wide, so hard that the sockets were about to burst, and with her right hand, she pulled out the half-arm-long silver needle, inserted it from his temple, and penetrated through the brain.

At the end of the needle, the Qingxin bell swayed, and the distant sound was peaceful and pure, and the evil spirit scattered.

The man collapsed to the ground, the black air on his face dissipated, and returned to his normal appearance.

Where did she throw this soul-suppressing needle?

Yan Lan thought about it carefully and couldn't think of it, so she gave up and glanced at it, her pupils trembling.

Although he has aged for several years, the facial features of this face have generally not changed.

——Jian Shanghui.

Yan Lan slid down from the wine box and tilted her head to look at it.

In other words, it is Jian Shanghui who has completed his life change and suffered retribution.

"It's an evil thing, but it also has a human soul. It's broken like this. I'm afraid it's hard to even reincarnate."

The Xiaodao leader drew a wisp of black air from the tip of the needle, looked at it carefully and murmured:
"These souls don't seem to belong to a single person, what kind of bullshit did they do to attract this kind of thing.

"Forget it, I can't interfere in this matter. Instead, these broken souls can be taken back to the master and kept in the temple to warm up. This year, Zhongyuan entrusted a messenger to send them down, which can be regarded as a good deed."

Nurturing the soul...

and many more.

Yan Lan braced her head, and finally figured out what was wrong with these things.

There is a price to pay for making a wish to an evil thing.

These evil gods are no better than righteous gods.

The righteous gods will not harm people even if they should not, and they will be rewarded and protected if they pray sincerely.

But the evil god is different. Offering incense depends on your mood. If you are not satisfied with the sacrifice, it will backfire, let alone making a wish.

Besides, Jian's family is not only related to fairy families like Hui's family, but also related to evil things like mother and son statues. [Let a pure mother's soul die with hatred, preferably a mother with a fetus, so that sacrifices can be made, but the sacrificer has to pay the price, and dies backlash. 】

Tan Zhu said that the sacrificer of the mother-child statue paid a price, and the statues of good and evil actors retained this punishment.

The most obvious manifestation of the backlash to death is the fragmentation of the soul. In the situation like this, there is no consciousness, and it is impossible to return to the soul just because of a game. It can even cause Yanlan to have a nightmare in the second book and see the white marsh. The scene in the coffin.

So they can give hints, and even the reason why Bainuma’s soul appears in Kowloon Guanyin Temple is...

"It's because I took these broken souls back to warm them up, but the resentment should also be purified in the temple, and the souls went to reincarnate. Could it be because the Taoist temple burned down later, and the aura gradually weakened and let them come out."

Yan Lan finally understood:

"It turned out that I participated in the cause when I was a teenager, so I suffered the result. No wonder I got involved with Shiramara in the audition. It's here."

It's really fate.

After going round and round, I still can't figure out such a cause and effect.

"It's strange, this fate is different from yours."

The young Yanlan squatted in front of the unconscious man, facing the note with the character horoscope in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and searched the Internet, "Graduated from Capital University... no, you don't have the life to go to this university, you should go directly to the university." It's right to join the company in a wave."

Yan Lan turned her eyes in an instant, staring closely at her former self.

The name of this school is familiar, because Shiramara was also admitted to this school back then, but he didn't have the opportunity to report.

"You rich people really know how to play. Is it possible that you have become a face-saving diploma from a prestigious university, and you have to spend a lot of money to hire someone to change your life, but only for a short period of time? No wonder your sister doesn't want you to rest. Even wasting half your life will keep you from going crazy."

The young Taoist priest said a few words to himself before giving up.

If you want to change your life for a short period of time or change your life, as long as the money is available, some colleagues will help.

It's very common in this kind of people.

Just like seeing the flesh, as long as it does not exceed a certain limit, you can use its power to do good deeds with some "evil heretics". The master will not interfere if he finds out, and the same is true for changing your life.

As long as you fill in the cause and effect, it doesn't matter.

The young Yanlan didn't take it seriously, pulled out the silver needle to dissipate the evil spirit, and walked away.

Although it passed through the skull, there was no blood on the needle, and there was only a little cinnabar mark on the forehead of the bewitched person, without bleeding.

Yan Lan did not leave and walked towards the unconscious Jian Shanghui.

"You're so smart. You only exchanged a small part of your life. Not only did I fail to see the seriousness at the beginning, but the price you have to pay will also be smaller."

Yanlan squatted down and laughed softly:

"I can't figure out what happened in the past, but I probably know it all now.

"You are very good at playing, and you have changed the lives of two people."

Yan Lan raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The surrounding scenery changed and the dream shattered into nothingness.

The rotation of the stars is mysterious and mysterious.

help me……

Please, help me...

Unintelligible murmurs sounded from all sides, Yanlan sat cross-legged in silence and made a gesture.

The broken souls floating around noticed something strange, and flocked to Yan Lan's side tentatively.

Although she possesses [Sighted Flesh], she is also an upright disciple who has a great spiritual energy.

This will not change even if all mana is lost.

The broken souls floating around him hesitated again and again, and finally fell into Yanlan's consciousness.

Borrowing the power of the soul to communicate with ghosts.