Chapter 13 Trick

He Shaoqing also saw the two ghost fires and noticed the extraordinary situation. Sooner or later, he bowed and rushed over, deliberately avoiding the sight of the two ghost fires. He carried away the extraordinary, picked up the pendant that fell to the ground, turned his back to the door, and kicked the ghost fire head.

Although the foot with the sound of the wind was kicked empty, the two ghostly green fires also quietly disappeared, and the small mummified body disappeared. He Shaoqing thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that the situation was bumped away suddenly grabbed his back collar and pulled back. He Shaoqing was staggered. He was shocked: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, Kuo Feixuan stared and looked like he wanted to kill. He Shaoqing's collar in one hand and pinched his neck with his fingers in the other hand. He Shaoqing was shocked. Although he didn't figure out what was going on, he still realized that something was wrong. He only instinctively tilted his head and tried his best to avoid the extraordinary hand, but the back collar was still being He struggled to pull the collar away from Kuo Feifan's hand and asked loudly, "Bei Shao, what's going on?"

Looking at the extraordinary situation, his face was blue at this time, and his white eyes were covered with blood, which made his eyes red and strange, and his facial expression was extremely ferocious, as if he had suddenly changed to another person. When he saw that he couldn't grasp He Shaoqing's collar, he simply released his hand and stuck his neck with both hands together.

"Fuck... It's extraordinary, you're fucking crazy." He Shaoqing finally couldn't help swearing. After so much experience, he was sure that there was something wrong with the situation. There was no need to ask, it was related to the eyes of the little mule corpse just now. But now there is nothing to say, and Feifan ignores He Shaoqing's scolding at all. He just reaches out and grabs his neck and looks at him gritting his teeth, as if He Shaoqing and he have a hatred of killing his father and wife.

There's nothing he can do. He Shaoqing tried his best to avoid the extraordinary hand. Looking at the extraordinary appearance now, his mind has been lost, his eyes are red, his eyes are dull, and he is crazy.

This is not a long-term way. Even if he is stupid, his skills are still the same as before. At the beginning, the victory or defeat between him and He Shaoqing were often between them. At this time, even if the extraordinary is slightly dull, it is quite fierce to pinch He Shaoqing's two hands.

Because the bathroom was really small and hid twice, He Shaoqing was forced to the corner of the wall by the extraordinary. However, because of the distance between the two, He Shaoqing gritted his teeth and raised his hand to open the extraordinary arm. Unexpectedly, the extraordinary arm muscles felt extremely stiff, and the strength of Dodge was extraordinary, and extraordinary He used all his strength to block his hand.

He Shaoqing took the opportunity to turn to his side. At this time, he could completely lock his neck and throat, but he was a little afraid of hurting the situation. It was just a moment of hesitation, and Kuang Feifan had twisted himself to attack him again.

"I...Da...ah." He Shaoqing had no choice but to cut his palm across the aorta of the extraordinary neck. Under normal circumstances, this foot could knock out a big man, but what's more, it was just a stammer. Instead, he was even more angry. There was a low roar in his throat and turned his claws into a fist, hitting He Shaoqing's face directly.

The speed of this punch was really fast. He Shaoqing never thought that the consequences of this hesitation would be so great. He was not in a hurry to dodge and was hit hard on his face. He almost flew up and fell heavily in front of the bathtub, so that he could jump into the fire of the bathtub.

Before He Shaoqing got up, he flew up, rode on him at once, and grabbed his neck with his hands. The intelligence was already unclear and he didn't keep his hand at all. The strength in his hand was so great that he almost spit out He Shaoqing's tongue.

He Shaoqing kicked his feet and turned his eyes straight up. He really didn't expect that the current situation would be so desperate. This was simply to cut off his neck. He Shaoqing instinctively wanted to choose to pinch him. As soon as his hand touched his neck, he suddenly realized that he was still holding an extraordinary pendant in his hand.

He Shaoqing's heart was horizontal, biting his back teeth and said, "What's more, Feifan, I'm sorry to do it again." As he spoke, he held the pendant and punched his extraordinary head. Subconsciously, he still avoided the extraordinary temple.

"Southless Tibetan King Bodhisattva..." He Shaoqing tried to shout loudly while punching down.

With his words, the half-dead fire in the bathtub was like being poured on gasoline. The flame suddenly soared, and the flame was mixed with a faint yellow light. A compelling heat wave filled the whole bathroom in an instant, and his fist also hit the extraordinary situation. Head.

At the same time, an extremely sad woman screamed from the building. The sound seemed to be far away, but it was full of despair and pain on the verge of death, which was creepy.

However, He Shaoqing and Kuo Feifan in the bathroom did not have time to pay attention to this sound. The tearing between them was not over yet. He Shaoqing's punch was extremely heavy and his strength was not small. Unexpectedly, after hitting the situation, he just shook his head and pinched his neck slightly loosened his hand, but still failed to leave his neck. However, He Shaoqing still felt a trace of strangeness, and a trace of confusion slipped through his ferocious face.

The heat wave of the flames has not yet dissipated, and a disgusting pungent stench came out. How stinky it is? He Shaoqing only felt a toss in his stomach, but he was still pinching his neck, making him unable to vomit.

However, this smell also seemed to be beneficial. Although Feifan was still in a state of confusion, when the stench penetrated into his nostrils, the turbid eyes suddenly came clear, and the fierce expression stagnated. In an instant, it seemed to be liberated from the nightmare. "Ah" screamed, and the whole body was shocked and electrocuted. He let go of his hand and seemed to have realized what he had done.

He Shaoqing loosened his neck and immediately seized this opportunity to push away the extraordinary situation that was still pressing on him. As he rubbed his neck, he threw himself aside and vomited.

It's not much better. He knelt on the ground and poured out all the things stored in his stomach.

The two tossed together and finally recovered a little. They turned over and collapsed on the ground. There were several blue and purple fingerprints on He Shaoqing's neck. As he rubbed his neck, he gasped and asked, "You...fuck... are you crazy?"

Moreover, he raised his hand with a pale face and wiped a cold sweat. The experience just now was like a dream. That feeling was like falling into a horrible infernal hell in an instant. He couldn't extricate himself. He sat on the ground, bent his leg, put his arm on his knee, and waved his hand weakly. This time I was really afraid of him.

He Shaoqing finally recovered his breath. He wanted to see what had happened in the bathtub, so he held his hand and wanted to get up. His eyes unconsciously fell to the door of the bathroom. Suddenly, he saw the small mummified body standing against the wall opposite the bathroom door. Although his skin had been dry and stuck to the bones, but In order to clearly see the painful and ferocious expression on his face, the black eye sockets, two green ghost fires with a breathtaking strange power made him unable to move his whole body. There was a trance in front of his eyes, but his mind was still sober.

At this time, Feifan sat on the wall on the side of the door and could not see the situation outside the door, but he noticed He Shaoqing's strangeness, but now his hand was empty, and even the pendant was in He Shaoqing's hand. He quickly swept around, and the inspiration flashed. He turned over and jumped to the door of the bathroom and stretched out his hand. He closed the door hard and turned his back against the bathroom door, and then breathed.

He Shaoqing felt that his body could move almost at the moment when the bathroom door was closed. He stood up and smiled reluctantly. Moreover, he shrugged his shoulders and subconsciously looked back for fear that something abnormal would happen. He Shaoqing threw the pendant in his hand and hurriedly raised his hand to catch the pendant.

The reason why He Shaoqing gave him the pendant was very simple. He found that it didn't seem to be very useful in his hands. Although he remembered shouting "Lin Bing" every time he used it, just at a critical moment, he subconsciously shouted that sentence: "Nan Wudi Tibetan King Bodhisattva".

That was what his grandmother told him when she gave him the amulet. Unexpectedly, it was deeply imprinted in his subconscious. He turned around and walked to the bathtub. Just now, the fire suddenly increased and the faint yellow light was noticed when he was pressed on the ground. The yellow light was quite familiar, as if it came from his amulet. Not long ago At several dangerous times, the amulet will emit the light of that color when he reads this sentence. Although it is not as strong as before, it is enough to attract his attention.

The flame in the bathtub has been extinguished, leaving only some burnt black remains, most of which have turned into black carbon, leaving some burned bone residue and some rags. He Shaoqing's eyes suddenly noticed a hard object. He hurriedly reached out and picked it up. Although it was still very hot, he still held it in the palm of his hand. Even though it was full of black soot, he still recognized at a glance that it was the jade Buddha amulet given to him by his grandmother. It turned out that it fell here. He was sure that it was because of this amulet in the bathtub that the mummified corpse burned more thoroughly than originally thought.

"Look, my amulet." He Shaoqing shook the dark amulet in his hand excitedly at the extraordinary.

" boss, bring it over and let me see it. I dare not open the door now." What's more, he leaned against the doorway.

He Shaoqing wiped the amulet with his sleeve and walked to Befan's side, but he didn't expect that after wiping the soot on the amulet, the originally crystal clear jade Buddha became dull and fainted, and vaguely showed a dark gray. No matter how hard he tried to wipe and rub, the gray seemed to have penetrate into the jade Buddha. , which could not be erased at all, he sighed suddenly.

Kuang Feifan has been watching. Seeing that He Shaoqing was still rubbing hard and knew that he loved the amulet, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder and persuaded him, "He Shao, I don't have time to care about this now. Let's think about how to get out of this bathroom."

He Shaoqing also knew that the current situation was urgent, and it was still a question whether he could leave the small building alive. He carefully stuffed the amulet into his trousers pocket and twung it hard. Then he cheered up and asked, "What, do you think that damn thing is still outside?"

Kang Feifan glanced at He Shaoqing: "Well, do you still have the strength to fight with him?"

He Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Come on. I don't believe that we have experienced so many situations, and we can't deal with a ghost now.

The two faced the door for half a day, and He Shaoqing suddenly held the door and opened the door.