Chapter 1088 The ghost wants to kill the heart
"Straight back, narrow shoulders, long head and small face, curved eyebrows and drooping eyelids, and the corners of the mouth curved down into the shape of an 'eight'. You are such a shitty Taoist priest!"
"The man traveling with me has a strange appearance. I can't tell what kind of fate he has, but the left side of his face is red and bloodshot, showing that his inner fire has reached its limit."
"Damn it, I've been hiding for eight years, but I still haven't escaped this catastrophe."
"Old Taoist, I'm going to attack you. If your 'wood' is extinguished, the fire won't be able to burn!"
On the first floor, there was a whisper in the shadows.
The man who spoke stared at Huang Banxian's back with a pair of fierce eyes, like a beast hiding in the darkness.
The ferocity was about to break away from the darkness, and it was about to run towards the unsuspecting person and let out a terrifying roar.
Huang Banxian was still hesitating. He stood at the door, his Taoist robes rustling in the strong wind outside.
He was not hesitating whether to run, but thinking whether he could run.
This road was forced by ghosts. Although the situation is calm now, it has already been plunged into crisis, just waiting to explode.
Now that you've come in, it won't be easy to reappear.
Perhaps, it is because this step he takes will shatter the existing calm, and the real storm will come.
By then, can he still be alone?
But what if the judgment is wrong? What if he is not included in the ghost's killing spree?
For the first time, Huang Banxian felt like a fool. His always bright mind stopped working at this moment, and it seemed that no matter what decision he made, he was wrong.
"Gu Xingjian! Ji Li! I, Lao Huang, have been deceived by you!"
These two people grasped his psychology too accurately, making it impossible for him to stay out of the situation step by step. Now he would have to break his muscles if he wanted to withdraw.
After Huang Banxian stood up and beat his chest, he looked helplessly at the pouring rain. The strong wind carried the raindrops and wet his robe.
The funeral alley has become a river, and the rainwater is washing rapidly downstream. A cloth rope that has been soaked and turned white is drifting with the current like a ship without a destination.
The auspicious rope has been broken, which shows that the situation inside the door has reached the extreme danger.
Huang Banxian gritted his teeth and took out the cloth bag hidden under his arm, inserted his slender fingers into it and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper.
"Lingbao Tianzun, comforts the body. The disciple's soul, the five internal organs are mysterious.
Blue dragons and white tigers, there are many teams fighting. Suzaku Xuanwu, bodyguard. ”
The talisman paper was burning, and wisps of faint white smoke lingered near Huang Banxian's body. Not even the strong wind could blow it away.
Huang Banxian's eyes widened, he hid the bag containing the talismans under his arm, wrapped himself in the Taoist robe, opened his legs and rushed into the heavy rain.
But just as he rushed into the rain, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain fell on him, causing the smoke to be quickly washed away.
Huang Banxian's steps suddenly stopped, he looked at the changes on his body in disbelief, and then raised his eyes to the sky.
The cloth bag containing the talismans had been hidden at his waist. It had been wet by the heavy rain when he stayed at the door.
Although the talisman paper is still in good condition, the handwriting has been soaked and will not last long at all.
"It's over, it's all over..."
Huang Banxian understood that his arrival in the funeral alley was part of God's will, and he could not leave.
"Old Huang..."
"Fengjiao..."
"Son..."
With his gray hair stuck to his scalp and his vision blurred by the heavy rain, Huang Banxian stood in the alley in a miserable state, but three people appeared in front of him.
The first person called him Lao Huang, it was Gu Xingjian who was smiling.
The second person called him Banxian, who was the master who made him enter the industry.
The third person called him son, that was his old mother who had died long ago.
Three people, three faces, with three different expressions, representing three different emotions.
Gu Xingjian is the fear in his heart;
The master is the awe in his heart;
His old mother is what he misses in his heart. Three people from three sides, the killer move appeared, Huang Banxian was indeed in the game!
But without the crime object, Huang Banxian was still a first-tier clerk. He almost woke up immediately after a moment of trance and covered his eyes.
He had personally seen Ji Li suffer similar killing methods, and he also knew that this method of death was unexplainable.
Covering his eyes was useless, this was an attack on the soul and heart. As the three faces changed, he thought of a way to escape - to return the way he came.
……
"Even if I'm sure that you can't escape and you can just stay in the pot, there's no point in hiding."
"Don't worry about the water on your body. Move closer to me. There is nothing outside the door. Don't look at it."
"Yes, yes, right here, take two more steps, one step..."
"Damn! Why did you stop again!"
Huang Banxian, who returned the same way, did not see the three faces again. He was frightened and discovered that something was abnormal, which also stopped him from going any further.
Huang Banxian thought about the incident carefully and finally figured out something was wrong.
"When I went out, I encountered the killing of the root ghost, so why was it gone when I came back?
Could it be that I have to be bound to Ji Li? ”
He grasped the key points of the problem and began to re-examine the current situation.
"It's not that I'm bound to Ji Li, but that the ghost wants to use me to do something, and this is related to Ji Li."
"Hiss..."
Huang Banxian took a step back, took a breath of cold air, and secretly screamed that something was wrong.
He realized that he would most likely be a part of Ji Li's death, and most likely, he would become part of the Five Elements Talisman.
"I am the life of wood, and wood makes fire. That ghost wants Ji Li's heart!"
The murderer must use the five-element talisman method to remove the internal organs of a murderer, and cannot use thousands of people with thousands of faces.
This is an iron law learned through the experience of all the dead.
"No, no, I absolutely can't be here!"
Huang Banxian guessed this step and immediately realized that his situation was too dangerous. He knew that he was a person with a tree destiny, and he was most suitable to become the tree of origin.
Although he may not die as the origin, his existence will endanger Ji Li. Once Ji Li goes crazy or even dies, what awaits him will be an out-of-control counterattack by evil spirits.
Because of this thought, Huang Banxian got closer and closer to the stairs on the second floor, and at the same time, he got further and further away from the three vertically hanging coffins.
This move caused one of the three coffins to shake, and a whisper full of annoyance sounded.
"This old man is really useless. I originally wanted to try my best to save your life, but you are looking for death yourself."
Huang Banxian was about to turn around and walk out the door. He was determined that he couldn't get too close to Ji Li, so even if he couldn't get out of this door, he couldn't stay here.
But just when he was about to put his hand on the door panel, a black figure that merged with the shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and rushed towards the door.
He subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but immediately felt a heartbreaking pain that made his whole body tremble.
"Meow!"
Leaning his body, he leaned against the door and saw the black shadow just now. It was actually a black cat with a completely black body.
The black cat had shiny hair, a petite figure but a fierce look. A pair of amber eyes were locked on his body, and it moved slowly with its body hunched over, as if it was examining its prey.
"Where did the beast come from?"
Huang Banxian was so angry that he cursed and was about to rush over and kick the black cat away, but then he suddenly started to feel dizzy and his steps were shaky.
This weakness came so quickly, as if his strength was drained in an instant, causing him to fall to the ground.
On his right palm, three bright blood marks began to flow out with black pus and blood, as if he had been poisoned.
While half-conscious, he saw a slightly hunchbacked little old man, holding a black cat and approaching him maliciously, whispering:
"There are just three of us in this house. You are wood, I am metal, and he is fire. We are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.
If you are dead, I don't believe that the fire can still burn. ”