The laughter of women made me angry and disgusted, but my situation is very strange now.Please search for the best!The fastest-renewed novel I was back to being immobile, with the sound of mantras and calling filling my brain.I could see twelve scenes, put all the movements of the twelve girls into my eyes, and clearly saw every detail of them.

The next moment, I felt a heartbeat.

The heartbeat was very neat, but I could tell that it belonged to twelve people, gathered together, like a chorus, beating in my chest.

The ghost's ecstasy also spread, accelerating the heart's beating.

I feel unbearable and don’t want to be able to endure anymore.

As I did when I met Chu Run, I struggled, wanting to break through the restrictions, and I wanted to kill this evil ghost now.

I don’t want the consequences of that.How would the reality change if someone who should have died 20 years ago had lived?Even if it is the same as Gumou, I pulled them back directly to "now", what should they do?What should I do?Would you please give them a fake identity?

That’s what I thought about after I failed.

I failed.

I didn’t break out of that feeling of confinement anyway.The reverberating chants in their ears were louder, as if they had suppressed all my revolts.

Another girl died.

Bu Xiaodan is dead.

Often dead.

Then came Yang Yang.

The evil ghost lay on the ground, and Gandhi did not look up at Yang Yang Yang, who was taken away.

The call did not stop, but the sound of the mantra changed.

I don’t know what kind of change that is.I didn’t understand the magic before, as if I were listening to God, and now I am.I can’t remember the individual syllables in the spell, but now I can tell that the spell has changed.

The devil refused to give up, and cried out, “Come back!”

Of the twelve pictures, ten have disappeared, the eleventh is Bu Xiaodan, and the twelfth is Yang Yang.

The magic and the call stopped.

There was a sudden change there.The devil turned into flesh mud and dissipated into powder.The picture disappears.All I can see is the scene here of Yang Yang, that is, the six villages of workers and peasants.

The evil spirit got up from the ground, scolded, cursed and cursed, and left, but found that he could not go.

She was trapped in this room.She cannot leave.She even saw a familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror.

It was the girl, the girl I had seen in the mirror of the dream, the girl I had seen in this room.

The evil spirit caught her face and cried in horror, and madly slammed into the wall here, but she could not even get out of the open door.

She screamed, scolded, and screamed, but she couldn’t change the status quo at all.

In my doubt, I had a quick one again.

Without that spell, I could be separated from the devil.I stood aside and watched her fall into despair and unable to break free.

She didn’t know how long it had been, and she slowly accepted the reality.

The rich son returned with great sadness.

The devil stared at him to death, trying to make a move like in her house, to hurt the living, but she had just touched the rich son, and there was a wound on her body.

The neck is broken, the arms fall, the opener is broken, and the legs are broken.

Her death appeared on her.She lay on the ground, unable to even scream hysterically.The pain at the time of her death filled her body and lasted longer than her death.

I felt the joy again, looking coldly at the devil lying on the ground.

I can think calmly now.

Surely this is not something that Eli.Ye Qing did not appear, he could be thousands of miles away from such a evil ghost, will also use the ghosts he once said and other methods.It’s not a thigh, there’s nothing else in the house.

For a moment I did not understand the reason for all this, and suddenly remembered the words of Gumou in my mind.

He said, "I don't believe that the old monster dared to enter the six villages of workers and peasants."

My heart groaned a little.

In addition to what the old man said, there is also Zhou Kaiwei's dream.Zhou Kaiwei dreamed of many ancient ghosts entering the six villages of workers and peasants.I have also seen ghosts send the ghosts of Zhou here.

There is a problem in this place...

A lot of people have said that there are a lot of things that prove that there is a problem in this place.

Are the devil trapped in this land?

That day, the real person, because of the six villages of workers and peasants, interrupted the casting of the law?

This seems to be the most reasonable explanation now.

However, there have not been any spiritual incidents within the six villages of workers and peasants.Isn't that a big evil?That thing has been around for decades.

I don’t understand the underlying causes.

The devil didn’t think about it at all.

It took her more than ten days to recover from that state of serious injury and death, and did not dare to provoke her son who was often rich.Not directly attacking people, she thought of attacking something in the room.

She reached out to grab the lamp on the table, lifted it up, and slammed it on the ground.

Oh my go!

The lamp is broken and the glass is flying.

The lip angle that the demon had just stirred up was knocked out by the fragments that had been ejected.

“Oh, hey.”

She covered her eyes pierced by the glass slag and screamed.Unstable, she fell directly on a piece of lamp.

The light bulb did not matter, even the plastic fragments seemed to be bladed and easily pierced her body.

The pain kept her rolling on the ground, and this movement allowed more fragments to fall into her body, a vicious circle.

I watched as all the fragments of the lamp entered her body, and the floor became spotless.The fragments seem to be a living creature, and when they enter the body, they are not stuck in the flesh, but they swim and gather in the body.

I can feel the same way about the devil.I can now move, deliberately suppress, and do not feel the pain of the heart and lungs.But I could feel that the pieces had been put together again in the devil’s body.

My mood became strange and delicate.

The devil was covered with blood and screamed with his stomach.She couldn’t stand it at last, and she was smart.

Often rich at this time, it seems to be to help his son to pack things.

The devil got up from the ground and threw himself into the rich.The hand touched the moment when she was often rich, and the wound when she died reappeared.

Hip!Hip, hey, hey...

The evil spirit lay on the ground, holding the pain, and the good hand stretched out from the wound on his stomach.The internal flesh and blood are stirred and rattled.After a long day, she pulled out the full lamp.

Hmmm.

Often rich to hear the movement, a startled, look back to the table lamp, exhale.He knew nothing of what had just happened, picked up the lamp and put it on the table, and put the old newspapers and magazines in his son's room and took them out of the room.

The devil lay dying on the ground, and there was not much grumpy temper.

She also ate lessons and did not do these things in time.She shrank into the corner of the room, year after year, day after day, watching indifferently watching what was happening in the room, pressing against the furious heart.

I saw the rich son leave, see the tenant's arrival and move.The dream fast forward, and keep moving forward, spanning twenty years.

The place where the devil squatted from the corner to the writing desk.

Changing positions has become the only thing she can do in the past 20 years.

The new tenant came, this time to the people I know, is Zhou Kaiwei.