The light of the taillights of the car pulled Yu Guo's back very long, and he lowered his head slightly.

Surrounding the ears were the whimpering roars of the wind, the rustling leaves, and the flying birds flapping their wings.

The words left for Ji Li were thrown into the driver's seat with the recorder.

With his left hand slightly raised, the black book with a wordless cover was blown away by the wind, and the blank paper was waiting for the writing of the living.

Yu Guo took a deep breath, sat down slowly on the ground with his legs crossed, and took out a ballpoint pen from his backpack.

There were starlight in his eyes, holding paper and pen, thinking about what kind of prophecy to save his life.

Evil is a sinful object, with unique effects, prophecies come true, and writing the future.

The conventional usage requires eight hours of cooling time, but when the user really reaches the end, he has a more decisive way of using it.

That is to write three prophecies at once and forcefully urge them at the cost of overdrawing your life!

Even if Yu Guozhen can find a glimmer of hope, this practice will make him become a half-human and half-ghost, losing his ability to think for two hours.

This approach is simply a gambling life.

Betting on those three prophecies not only helps life, but also ensures that he will not be attacked by ghosts in the next two hours.

Yu Guo looked ahead, his brain was constantly running, and he had to think of the perfect prophecy to avoid this death disaster within ten minutes.

There are three prophecies, each of which must not exceed twenty words. In the current extreme environment, he must write a flawless logical chain as soon as possible.

This difficulty would be too high if anyone had done it!

Time passes by minute by minute, no matter whether the living person is willing or not.

The third time I was killed, there were only two minutes left.

In the bitter wind, Yu Guo's face was solemn, and finally no longer hesitated. He wrote a line of words on the blank page of the first page.

Immediately afterwards, I turned on the second and third pages, leaving a passage of words respectively.

No regrets when writing.

Looking at the traces of ink that were quickly blown by the wind on the white paper, Yu Guo suddenly closed the sin object, smiled terrified, and looked up at the sky.

Whether it is life or death, just look at these three sentences.

...

At 1:43 on November 29, two figures who had been chasing for a long time in the woods on Jiangbin Avenue finally took their place.

Huang Banxian, hiding in the darkness, looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in the middle of the avenue, with his eyes lit up.

"At the end of the road, you dare to wait for the ghost to arrive alone, you are a man.

Your Daoist will secretly help you this time!"

Huang Banxian pushed Clayde, who was watching the show next to him, leaving a small area in front of him.

He swept away his huge sleeves and swept the land in front of him, and took things out of the cloth bag.

The star compass, a large piece of yellowed kraft paper, a palm-sized incense burner, and two scarecrows.

After putting these things, Huang Banxian also sat on the ground, took out the yellow paper and began to draw talismans.

Clay knew Huang Banxian’s ability, but he rarely saw him so serious and solemnly engaged in such a large formation. He asked in confusion:

"Fengjiao, is it necessary to do this?

If we really want to save him, we can just use the sin to help him with it."

Huang Banxian didn't raise his head, drew a talisman with his left hand, pinched his fingers with his right hand, and muttered:

"No, this ghost is very special.

The result of my mental calculation is that this trip is only one percent more likely to succeed, and even if the means are used together, you have to borrow a fortune."

Clay's eyes were straightened when he heard it, and he subconsciously pressed his hand in his pocket:

"Yu Guo, with you and me, there is only one percent chance of holding on to it?"

Huang Banxian sighed, the goatee was whirling in the wind, and he raised his head solemnly:

"This time I take action, if you don't do it, don't do it.

Yu Guo should have died. If we intervene, we may be affected by cause and effect, and this disaster will also affect us."

Thinking of this, Huang Banxian lowered his head sadly.

He put nine pieces of yellow talisman paper on the kraft paper, and finally gritted his teeth and took out a dark purple talisman.

A pair of small eyes stared at the figure waiting for the ghost not far below, and said word by word:

"Help him is also helping ourselves. If we can't stand this, it will be difficult for us to survive this mission."

...

Tick, tick, tick...

In the quiet environment, Yu Guo could hear the pointer turning on his watch bit by bit, and he stroked the wedding ring of his ring finger and waited quietly.

And at some point his eyelids twitched violently.

He suddenly stood up from the ground and stared at the front with bright eyes.

Here comes!

Wherever you look, there is a chaotic darkness. The endless road stretches long and directly connects to the horizon.

But it was empty there, Yu Guo's heart was beating wildly, and the palm of the sinful object pressed on the script was trembling slightly.

Telepathically, he turned his head suddenly and saw a child who reached his calves, placing his hands on the hem of his clothes.

That child...

No, it should be a ghost boy.

It was looking at Yu Guo with those pure white eyes without pupils, and finally slowly reached under his clothes.

After a biting cold, Yu Guozhen felt that his soul was out of his body and his vitality was losing.

He could not bear the pain, but his movable stiff body took two steps back and opened the first page of the script at the same time.

In the light of the taillights of the car, the first prophecy comes true now!

"The ghost is approaching, the outsider comes to the car, and the ghosts are taken away"

At the same moment when this sentence was revealed, a bright headlight suddenly lit up in the distance, accompanied by the roar of the machine.

When everything came true, the car came and stopped immediately.

A bald man kicked the car door and got out of the car, yelling:

"His grandma, I put the car across the roadside in the middle of the night. Are you sick, right?"

Yu Guo's body was already stiff, and the cost of urging the script was extremely high. He no longer had much ability to think, so he could only glance at the bald head.

Seeing the bald head approaching step by step, he clearly felt that his vitality was still losing and his soul was being sucked away from his celestial hood.

The first prophecy is invalid!

The ghost boy in front of him had already stuffed all his hands into Yu Guo's clothes and was pressing his chest with his cold hands.

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In another secret battle outside the main battlefield, Huang Banxian clasped his hands together, and a yellow talisman was sandwiched between them.

He closed his eyes and kept chanting the memorials, but the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more, and his body began to tremble violently.

Klay was anxious. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that Yu Guo was on the verge of death.

And the incense burner placed in front of the two of them was burned halfway through the blink of an eye!

Until the yellow talisman in Huang Banxian's hand completely turned into ashes, a line of blood was left at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't even wipe it.

With a fierce look, he grabbed all the yellow talismans left on the kraft paper, rolled them into a ball and threw them into the incense burner, and burned them to the fire.

...

The wind started again, and Yu Guo endured the pain of death and struggled to tear off the first page of the script.

And the second prophecy appears, the above words are:

"Later, people took me away and dragged me three times to see a ghost."

The bald man finally realized that Yu Guo was abnormal, and he made an incredible move in a flash.

He actually picked up Yu Guo's almost completely stiff body and threw it into the co-pilot, then jumped into the car and stepped on the accelerator and quickly fled.

When Yu Guo was in the car, he finally had a chance to breathe, and the bone-bone cold inside his body also subsided.

This discovery made him overjoyed. It seemed that the ghost boy did ignore the sinful object, but if it could be used on the clerk, it would be true.

And when the third time I saw a ghost, if someone could forcefully rescue the victim from the first crime, it would really be helpful.

...

"How is Feng Jiao? Can you do it?"
To be continued...