Chapter 611 Burmese head descending division
In the evening, I was hungry, so I went downstairs to eat some snacks on the street. When I returned to the hotel, I collided with a guy who was downstairs in the corridor, and the food I brought back to Senior Rat was all over the floor.
I was about to get angry, but I saw that he was anxious and seemed to have something urgent to do. I didn't even say anything apologized and just slipped out.
"Where to run!"
At this time, Senior Rat chased me down. After seeing me, he was stunned for a moment and shouted angrily: "You kid, why don't you chase me!"
I suddenly realized that the guy had something wrong with me just now and gritted my teeth and chased me out.
"Senior Rat, is he the surrender?" I asked while running.
Just now, I saw the man's face clearly in the corridor. Although he looked a little vulgar, he did not have that kind of ferocious smell, and he didn't feel like a sacrificial master.
Senior Rat nodded with a gloomy face and stared at the guy in front without saying a word.
At this time, the sky was completely dark. After running out of the main road of the county town, there were no pedestrians on the street. I felt something was wrong, so I frowned and asked, "Senior Rat, do you think this person is weird?"
"Um?"
Senior Rat snorted in confusion and stopped for the moment. At this time, the guy actually stopped, as if he was waiting for us on purpose. When I saw this scene, I finally realized it and said nervously that he seemed to be deliberately leading us to somewhere! We didn't bring anything, and we might suffer a loss if we chased after us rashly.
As I was talking, the text message ringtone suddenly rang. After reading it, my heart skipped a beat and subconsciously clenched my fists.
"What's wrong?"
"Bagi said another tomb on the mountain was stolen!" I said gritting my teeth.
After hearing this, Senior Rat showed a hint of shock on his face, and then he spoke firmly: "Catch this person first."
I nodded, and then quickly recited the spirit spell while Senior Rat was chasing forward, and immediately let the little ghost retreat with me on his back.
The text message just now was not from Baji, but from Senior Rat! When he woke up, he found that I was not in the room, so he asked me where I was.
After receiving the text message, I figured it out. The fake senior rat in front of me should be the surrender master, and the vulgar guy who kept leading us to run forward may just be the little ghost raised by the surrender master or the low-level surrender corpse.
After all, his movements were stiff, and his movements were not coordinated when he ran. I couldn't tell before that I didn't think too much!
It is not realistic to reply to senior rat in front of the savior, so I put all my hopes on the nearby lonely ghosts.
Fortunately, after I passed the spell, a little ghost immediately appeared and took me away. Seeing the figure of the fake mouse senior, I breathed a sigh of relief.
But soon I felt something was wrong. At the speed of this little ghost, he could take me to the hotel in five minutes, but it took me for nearly twenty minutes and had not stopped. I felt a trace of danger. I reached into my pocket and held the talisman tightly, then shouted sternly: "Where do you want to take me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his face and looked at me. I suddenly saw this little ghost wearing a unique clothes in Myanmar. Its skin was dark and its brows were inlaid with a few horse nails. It was obviously a Burmese.
Only then did I realize that the little ghost I invited was probably sent by the master of the surrender. After all, Senior Rat had said before that the style of the surrender master was very consistent with the characteristics of the Nanyang surrender sect.
Nanyang was the general term for Vietnam, Myanmar and Southeast Asian countries in the old days. Since this little ghost was wearing Burmese suits, the savior was naturally a Burmese.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel angry. I took out the talisman and slapped it on the little ghost. Its body twitched, and then slowly stopped.
Unexpectedly, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, its body was full of strength again, and it rushed forward at a faster speed. After trying several times in a row, my talismans were used up and there was no self-defense on my body, but this little ghost was resurrected again with full blood!
It seems that the savior must kill me today, so I had to give up struggling for the time being and save my energy fully.
The only thing that can ward off evil spirits at present is the blood on the tip of my tongue and the essence on my fingers, and I also want to invite the gods. When I had no choice, I would ask the sword fairy Lu Dongbin to help.
After another half an hour, the little ghost finally stopped. It left under me without waiting for it to land. I fell down from two or three meters high, and my back was just pounding on a stone. I felt sweet in my throat and couldn't help but spit a mouthful of blood.
I endured the pain in my back and forced myself to stand up, opened my eyes wide and looked around, and found that this was an abandoned school, and I was standing in the middle of the playground.
Right in front is a seriously damaged classroom, with three floors in total. The walls are painted with red and white slogans, the feet are covered with artemisia, and rusty iron pipes are piled up at the base of the wall. The whole school is dark, with only the room at the end of the first floor flashing faint candlelight.
It seems that the savior is inside!
I looked back and found that the school gate was behind me. I didn't even think about going directly along the gate and was about to take the opportunity to escape.
Unexpectedly, after I ran a few steps after going out, a door that was exactly the same appeared in front of me. I took a breath and turned around in disbelief, and suddenly realized that the door I had just walked through had turned into that teaching building.
"Mom, it's a slap."
I cursed, gritted my teeth and pulled off my belt and held it in my hand, and ran angrily towards the room with candlelight.
This surrender can not only control the surrender corpse, but also transform into someone else's appearance. Now he has created something like a maze array, which shows his strength! I know that if I don't fight with him, it's very likely that I can't get out, otherwise he wouldn't have been in the house.
When I walked up to it, I found that it was an office. I raised my legs and kicked the door open. At first glance, I saw a man with dark skin, about 40 or 50 years old sitting in the office. The man's eyes were full of fierceness and something was playing with on his hands. When I looked carefully, I found that it was a mask.
"Disguise?" I was not so nervous after seeing the savior himself, so I asked casually.
He nodded, pointed to the wooden stake next to him, and joked that this was the person we were chasing just now.
"You really have it."
I kept a smile on my face, but took a breath of air conditioning behind my back, feeling that he was much harder than I thought.
But at this moment, the surrender master said viciously: "Every industry has its own rules. Why do you and that old man ruin my good deeds and even kill my surrender corpse!"
"rule?"
I sneered and said contemptuously: "Have you ever told the rules when digging other people's ancestral graves? What's more, you, a foreigner, dares to rob tombs in China. No Chinese with a conscience can tolerate you!"
I know this surrender is so powerful that in order to avoid being passive, I kicked it hard as soon as I finished speaking.
Unexpectedly, he cleverly stepped back and knocked me to the ground as if he had known that I would do this.
"Go to die!"
Chapter completed!