"Hey, this is OK?"

"You can't do it, we can't do it either. That's like Xuan Qing Zhenren, who started practicing the day after tomorrow."

"That's how..."

"Wait, if that's the insidious method that Mushroom said is better?"

"That depends on his situation. If it is a trafficking, you have to find a closed mountain village in a remote area? It is probably not convenient for the real power of Ganghui Industrial to go to that kind of place frequently. This spell should require him to finish it, and it will be dealt with at the first time when those women die, and it should not last too long, or his demand is particularly large, and it is not enough for one or two ghost slaves."

"Tsk tsk..."

The voiceover ends here and the screen continues to play.

The content of the man's speech is fast forwarded and played until the woman speaks again. The screen is played at normal speed and the sound is also processed.

In the previous video, the woman's lips opened and closed silently, but this time there was a sound.

Only when she heard her voice was completely different from what she had just said, she became angry, "It was him! It was him who killed me! It was them! It was in that place! That cafe! That club! You help me! You help me! I..."

Her speech ended abruptly and turned into a miserable scream.

Her body also changed, and a wound was cracked behind her.

The screen paused again.

"This is his spell, right?"

"Um……"

"Did you recognize what kind of spell it is, spirit?"

"I'm not sure, but I can roughly guess how this spell works."

"Then is there a way?"

"Um……"

"What's the problem?"

"The problem is that I need to communicate with She Weiyu and Hou Jianing's parents. I need a medium."

"What if the police found the murderer behind the scenes?"

"Then let's look for it, right?"

"I just said that he has the risk of dispersing spells. He should have no hands on the kidnapping and murder. It is different from personally planning to set up a trap to kill people and then refining people into ghost slaves. The police found him, even if we found him, it would be difficult to deal with him."

“I mean…”

"Amiao, your ability is not effective."

"Oh... it's really..."

"This matter works. Contact She Qiyu and Hou Jianing's parents now."

The picture is frozen in the miserable scene of the woman, and the voice-over and the picture disappear at the same time.

On June 21, 2011, the communication with She Weiyu and Hou Jianing's parents was completed.

On July 1, 2011, a ritual was performed. Video file 07020110701.avi.

The picture was taken in a room.

The room is one bedroom and one living room, and it looks a bit small. Judging from the layout of the room, the owner is a single woman.

The bedroom door was open and no one entered.

There are six people in the living room, among which Qingye's three had mosaics on their faces, and the other three were a middle-aged couple and the man who appeared in the previous videos. The young man looked more haggard than he did in the previous videos. The middle-aged couple also had dim faces and their eyes were full of expectations.

The screen was fast forward, and the six people worked together to clean the furniture and decorations in the middle of the living room to one side, and a lot of things were piled up in the bedroom.

Wu Ling brought a large cloth bag from the entrance.

She took out the items from the cloth bag one by one.

At this time, everyone else stepped back.

Wu Ling used the materials taken out of the cloth bag to make a red viscous liquid. She drew a very complicated formation on the floor of the room.

This alone took a long time.

Judging from the wall clock, it took more than two hours in total.

Wu Ling sat aside and rested. Liu Miao poured water for Wu Ling.

After a short rest, Wu Ling took other materials and re-mixed the liquid. After the preparation, she called the middle-aged couple and the man and drew strange patterns on their faces.

The three of them lay down on the formation, heads against the inside of the circle and feet against the outside of the circle.

Wu Ling drew out a knife, cut open the wrists of the three people, and let them stick their wrists together. She chose the position and aimed their wounds at the pattern in the formation.

After doing all this, Wu Ling hung the cloth bag on his body, took a knife, stepped into the center of the three of them, and raised his hand to cut open his wrists.

Her hands were hanging down beside her, and blood fell on the pattern at the center of the formation.

Different reds form clear separations.

The screen flashed twice at this time, as if it was a bad contact, and a screen appeared.

The silent video also showed "rustling" noises.

This phenomenon lasted for several minutes.

In the intermittent picture, you can vaguely see the expressions of the three people on the ground gradually becoming painful.

The picture suddenly became stable.

Wu Ling in the middle of the picture had no mosaic on her face, but her appearance became the way she looked like a female ghost in the previous video.

"Jianning!" the middle-aged woman screamed excitedly.

"Mrs. Hou, please don't move." Liu Miao's voice sounded, and his figure also appeared in the picture.

Ye Qing followed into the picture range.

The woman looked around blankly, then at the three people on the ground.

She was as excited as a middle-aged woman. She squatted down and wanted to touch the middle-aged woman, but suddenly screamed.

The three people on the ground were so anxious that they were about to jump up.

Liu Miao spoke out again to stop him.

"Hou Jianing." Ye Qing's voice also sounded.

The woman raised her head.

"You are temporarily free now and are not controlled by that person. But this is only temporary." Ye Qing pointed to the three people on the ground, "The price is the blood of your parents. If we summon you here, Mr. She's blood will be needed."

When a woman looked at her parents and then at the men, tears burst out from her eyes.

"I... am I finally saved?" the woman asked.

"This is only temporary." Ye Qing said.

The woman clenched her fists and the expression on her face changed.

"Hou Jianing, now, you have a knife in your hand. Do you see the cloth bag on your body?" Ye Qing asked.

The woman bows her head.

“There is a wooden box inside.”

Following Ye Qing's guidance, the woman took out the wooden box. After opening it, her hand shook and almost failed to hold the box.

"This is a bit disgusting, but if you want to be free, you can only do this. Please rest assured that the source of this thing is very formal. It is an artificially cultivated croaker. It is now in a coma. Please take it out and place it at the center of the formation under your feet, which is the oval circle."

The woman shivered and squeezed out a snake from the box with her hands.

She hurriedly threw the snake into the place Ye Qing said.

"It's there, insert the knife in your hand." Ye Qing instructed again.

The woman knelt in the formation, held the knife in both hands, closed her eyes, and stabbed it on the snake.

The snake struggles on the ground.

Liu Miao shouted: "Don't let go! You must be nailed to that position!"

The woman bit her lips and pushed her hands down with force.

The snake's struggle slowly became weak and eventually stopped moving.

A strange thing happened at this time.

Snake scales appeared on the woman's skin, and snake phantoms appeared around her eyes and body.
Chapter completed!