"You have a straight back and a narrow shoulder, a small head and a long face, a curved eyebrows and a drooping eyelid, and a corner of your mouth bent downwards, giving the word "eight". You are such a bullshit Taoist priest, you are really a life-threatening person!"

"The man who traveled with me looked strange. I couldn't tell what kind of fate he had, but his left face was ferocious and red, and blood was spreading in his eyes, indicating that his heart fire had reached its limit."

"Damn, I have been hiding for eight years, but I still haven't escaped this catastrophe."

"Old Taoist, I will attack you. If your 'wood' is destroyed, that fire cannot be burned!"

On the first floor, there was a hint of whisper in the shadows.

The person who was talking stared at Huang Banxian's back with his fierce eyes, like a wild beast hiding in the darkness.

The ferocity was about to disperse the darkness, and he was about to roar at the man who was not yet aware of the situation.

Huang Banxian was still hesitating. He stood at the door of the room, his Taoist robe was blown by the strong wind outside the house.

He was not hesitating whether to run, but thinking about whether he could run.

This road was forced by ghosts. Although the situation is calm now, it has long been in crisis and is just waiting for it to break out.

Since you have come in, it will not be so easy to appear again.

Perhaps, it is because of this step he took to break the existing peace that the real storm will come.

By then, can he be safe?

But what if the judgment is wrong, what if the ghost is not in the killing situation?

For the first time, Huang Banxian felt like a fool. His usual smart mind stopped working at this moment, and it seemed that no matter how he decided, it was wrong.

"Gu Xingjian! Ji Li! I, Lao Huang, have been deceived by you!"

These two people grasped his mind too accurately, making him unable to stay out of the matter step by step. Now if you want to withdraw, you will be hurt.

Huang Banxian stamped his feet and beat his chest, staring at the heavy rain, and the strong wind blew the raindrops wet his robe.

The funeral alley has become a river, and the rain is rapidly washing downstream. A white-soaked cloth rope is like a ship without a destination, drifting with the flow.

The auspicious rope has been broken, which means that the situation inside the door has reached its limit.

Huang Banxian gritted his teeth and took out the cloth bag hidden under his armpit, inserted his slender fingers into it and clamped out a piece of yellow talisman paper.

"The Heavenly Lord of Lingbao comforts his body. The soul of the disciple, the mysterious secret of the five internal organs.

The blue dragon and white tiger are in conflict with each other. The vermilion bird and black twilight are in shape. The body of the guards."

The talisman paper was burning, and wisps of faint white smoke lingered near Huang Banxian's body, and even the strong wind could not blow it away.

Huang Banxian's eyes widened, hid the cloth bag containing the talisman paper under his armpit, wrapped the Taoist robe tightly on his body, stepped on his legs and rushed into the heavy rain.

But just as soon as he rushed into the rain, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky, and heavy rain fell on his body, causing the smoke to quickly dissipate.

Huang Banxian's footsteps suddenly paused, looked at the changes in his body incredibly, and looked up at the sky.

The cloth bag containing the talisman paper was always hidden by him at his waist. When he was staying at the door, he had been wet by a large area of ​​rain.

Although the talisman paper is still intact, the handwriting is soaked and cannot last long.

"It's over, it's all..."

Huang Banxian understood that his arrival in the Funeral Lane was also part of God's will and he could not leave.

"Old Huang..."

"Feng Jiao..."

"son……"

The gray hair was pressed against the scalp, and the blurred vision caused by the heavy rain, Huang Banxian stood in a mess in the alley, but three people appeared in front of him.

The first person called him Lao Huang, who was Gu Xingjian with a smile on his face.

The second person called him Banxian, who was the master who made him enter the industry.

The third person called him his son, who was already dead.

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; the old mother is the longing in his heart.

Three people on three sides, killing moves appeared, and Huang Banxian was indeed in the game!

But without the sin, Huang Banxian was still the clerk in the first echelon. He woke up immediately after a moment of trance and covered his eyes directly.

He had seen Ji Li suffer a similar murder method with his own eyes, and also knew that this way of death was indescribable.

Covering his eyes was useless. This was an attack on the soul and the soul. As his face changed, he thought of a way to escape - to return the same way.

...

"Even if I'm sure you can't escape, you can get into the trap, and it's useless to hide."

"Don't worry about the water on your body, lean a little towards me, there is nothing outside the door and you don't need to look at it."

"Yes, yes, that's it, take two more steps, one step..."

"Damn! Why did you stop again!"

Huang Banxian, who had returned from the same road, did not see those three faces again. He was frightened and discovered something abnormal, which prevented him from moving forward any further.

Huang Banxian thought about it carefully and finally figured out something was wrong.

"When I went out, I was killed by the root cause ghosts. Why did I disappear when I came back?

Could it be that I have to be bound to Ji Li?"

He grasped the point of the problem and began to re-examine the current situation.

"It shouldn't be that I am bound to Ji Li, but what the ghost wants to use me to do, and this is related to Ji Li."

"hiss……"

Huang Banxian took a step back, took a breath of cold air, and secretly screamed something was wrong.

He realized that he was likely to become a part of Ji Li's death, and most likely, he became part of the Five Elements Talisman.

"I am Mu Ming, Mu Cai Fire, that ghost wants Ji Li's heart!"

When a murderer kills someone and gets his organs, he must use the Five Elements Talismanship, and he cannot use thousands of people and faces.

This is an iron law derived from the experience of all the dead.

"No, I can't be here!"

Huang Banxian guessed this step and suddenly realized that his situation was too dangerous. He knew that he was a person with wood life and was most suitable to be the wood 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 the evil spirit's out-of-control counterattack.

It was precisely because of this thought that Huang Banxian was getting closer and closer to the stairs on the second floor, and also became further and further away from the three vertical coffins.

This action made one of the three coffins shake, and a whisper filled with anger rang out.

"This old Taoist is really a waste. He originally wanted to try his best to save your life. If you want to die by yourself, then forget it."

Huang Banxian was about to turn his head and walk out the door, but he was sure that he could not be too close to Ji Li, so even if he couldn't get out of this door, he could not stay here.

But just as he was about to put his hand on the door panel, a black shadow that blended into the shadow suddenly rushed out from the side and rushed straight to the door.

He subconsciously blocked his hand, but immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain, which made him tremble all over.

“Meow!”

When he leaned against the door, he saw the black shadow just now. It turned out to be a black cat with black body all over.

The black cat had shiny hair, small but fierce appearance, and a pair of amber-like eyes locked on him, bowing his body and slowly moving, as if scrutinizing his prey.

"Where did the beast come from?"

Huang Banxian was so angry that he was smoking. He cursed and was about to rush over to kick the black cat away, but then he suddenly began to feel dizzy and his steps were sluggish.

This weakness came too quickly, as if it had drained his strength in an instant, causing him to fall to the ground.

Three bright blood marks on his right palm began to flow out of black pus and blood, as if he was poisoned.

Half awake, he saw a little old man with a hunchback, holding the black cat with malicious intentions and whispered:

"There are only three of us in this room, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you will be mutually rebellious.
Chapter completed!