Section 09, Shura Devil on

After waving his leg bones vigorously for a while, the black monk closed his eyes and gasped loudly, and his body trembled unconsciously. With one mouth, he exhaled a mass of white gas. The gas looked very heavy. It did not dissipate in the air, but fell on the platform, allowing the green candlelight to shine. The gas fell on the platform and squirmed, and finally fixed it into faces.

"It's hooked." This is the first sentence said by the monk in black. His voice is as cold as the ice and snow of three or nine days, cold and cold.

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"Don't go there." The boss stopped Ye Yi and Fa Hua, "There is a problem."

Ye Yi stopped and looked up at this small building that had been abandoned for several years. There was a four-story building with a mottled plaque on the main door, which proved that it had also flourished.

There is a large flower house in front of the front of the small building, and there is a rockery in the middle of the flower house. It has already fallen full of dead grass. The dead grass is constantly swaying.

"It's strange that it's not affected by the array here." Ye Yi also found the problem. In the area he had just passed, he was affected by the array. All the weeds raised their heads independently, and the wind at night could not overwhelm them at all. However, the weeds on the rockery here did not look up, but crawled on the rockery with the wind.

"Try it." Although Fahua doesn't understand the array, he knows that the array is the least inclusive. The power of different genera is the same as water and oil. Ye bit his head and popped a Buddha bead at the rockery.

Wh!

The Buddha beads fell on the rockery without any change.

Ye Yi doesn't know the formation, he can only play the game. After being deeply immersed in the array, you can only walk carefully step by step.

In fact, the boss doesn't understand, but he knows more and is more complicated. His real identity is a red hand in the supernatural circle, a very marginal profession that exists for the props needed for supernatural events. At most, because I know more, know more, and have more friends, I just opened that shop to make some money.

As for Fahua, the Buddha can't do any feng shui or array except for the real array of Vajra Fumo. The Buddha pays attention to self-cultivation, and the great power is mostly on the body, rather than on external things.

Now I suddenly found such a situation, but I never thought of it.

In the array, can there be places that are not disturbed?

"I can't wait. I'll go in and have a look." Ye Yi can no longer calm down. If he is dealing with dirty things, Ye Yi can be wise, confident, and be fearless. Even if he is so desperate in the valley, Ye Yi can judge rationally. Only, Ye Yi has never really fought against the law. This situation is really rare. Maybe in ancient times, fighting was also a common thing. However, in the superior urban life of modern times, which person who knows feng shui and knows prescription art is willing to fight with others? Isn't it just for a few money to live in this world? Make your life better and more comfortable, no!

Therefore, the probability of this kind of fighting method is too low, as low as Ye Yi or Fa Hua, and there is no experience at all. After all, no one in the industry is willing to offend people and make money. If you don't believe it, you can see Ye Yi and fat Zhao Lei's attitude towards money. Ye Yi can take a rookie like Yang Guang in this circle. Even those who hold a few books and call themselves masters are everywhere, aren't they? As long as you have a little brain, you can make money. Why do you have to have that unnecessary hatred with others?

Without experience against the enemy, Ye Yi can't calm down. Isn't it okay here? If something really happens, now he wants to find three girls.

"Don't be impulsive." Ye Yi, who grabbed the big stride and was about to walk towards the entrance of the corridor. The situation here was so unclear that it was even inferable.

"What impulsive? No, you're in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!" Ye Yi turned around and said angrily.

"Be careful not to make a big mistake." The old man whispered.

"Ha ha, do you know to be careful now? What did you do earlier?" Ye Yi sneered, and his eyes were full of laughter. The smell behind this sentence was too heavy. The old man was stunned. Ye Yi's words hit the old man's heart like a hammer, and his hand unconsciously loosened.

"Goneer!!!!" Ye Yi put his hands around his mouth and roared loudly. At the same time, his body broke away the red line tied by the three people and ran to the entrance of the corridor.

"Ye Yi!" Fa Hua took a break and rushed over.

The old tall head continued to let go and stood there in a tard, not reacting at all that the two had rushed up. The red rope was broken, and the centipede-shaped pendant swayed along the rope and hit the old tall head's leg, with a faint light.

The small building has only four floors, which is not very high. But on this night when there are only stars and moons, the corridor looks dark and dark. Is it the sound of the wind coming in in the broken glass window, whistling, making a cautious sound?

Goneer!

Ye Yi shouted again, and the sound echoed in the empty corridor and hit the wall again and again.

"Ye Yi, slow down." Fa Hua shouted loudly in the back.

When Fahua rushed to the stairway at the junction of the third and fourth floors, he found Ye Yi standing there, motionless. He didn't let Fahua ask, and the scenery in front of him made the rich monk obediently shut up.

In front of them is a pink, gas wall. Through the air wall, a huge heart beating faintly, but there was no sound at all. But such a picture is very shocking and oppressive.

A burst of deep resentment clung to the heart. It gives people a heavy mental pressure, this kind of qualitative resentment, cruel and turbid.

[God's shelter] There is a church in Beatrice, Nebraska, USA. It was originally scheduled to rehearse 15 members of the choir at 7:15 p.m. on March 1, 1950, but all the members were late at the same time, and for their own reasons. Some cars have broken down, some clothes have not been ironed well, and so on. The church exploded and collapsed at 7:25. Fifteen people were all disaster-free due to being late! There are days in the dark!

The second update is sent in a row, and then the third update has another chapter, which is regarded as the fat man making up yesterday's part. I hope my friends can forgive me~~ In addition, my recent speed is really not fast, and it is always because of some delays, and then because of a cold, I feel very uncomfortable, so... the quality may be written. Not much. I also know, but in order to keep making promises, I can only repair it. Brothers, let's make do with it first. If you think there is something wrong, please feel free to complain about the fat man. Alas...