Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Hey, hehe..." The hand was extremely powerful. He poked the pony directly on the manhole cover. His face was against the ground. Because his throat was stuck, he couldn't even make a sound, and he could only make a scream.

Ye Shaoyang rushed over and took two pieces of five emperors from the belt. He grabbed the index finger of the green Yingying hand and slammed it with a force. He clicked and threw his finger on one side, and the broken finger immediately popped out. The green breath of the stock.

Under the manhole cover, a scream was heard, and the hand immediately released the pony and shrank back.

The pony hurriedly climbed up and ran out.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed him. "Don't go out of the five-line flag, you have a sigh!"

The pony glimpsed, his legs were soft, and he sat down on the edge of the manhole. "This is really what he is - I rely on it!" A bunch of old high, hands licking his ass, shouting: "哎哎哎Small leaves!"

Ye Shaoyang took a look and saw that the finger that was cut off by himself was kneeling on the pony's buttocks. He quickly reached out and pulled it out from the gap and took out a bag of glutinous rice. He wanted to apply the pony to the wound. Suddenly stopped, hesitated: "Don't break into your chrysanthemum?"

"No, no, next to the ass, oh..."

"Get off your pants!"

The pony quickly took off his trousers, lying on the manhole cover on his side, his hands licking his ass, screaming and groaning.

Ye Shaoyang kicked a kick on his lap and said: "Don't shout, you look like this, the pants are off, others don't know that I thought you were jealous."

The pony wiped a tear and grievously said: "This is more painful than the daisy. Of course I guess, small leaves, hurry up..."

Ye Shaoyang leaned over and looked at it. The pony's **** was pulled out of the hole by the finger, and the green blood flowed out. The glutinous rice was quickly applied. Suddenly, a black smoke appeared, and the glutinous rice pulled out the corpse. Turns black.

Fortunately, the injury was not deep, and even three glutinous rice were pulled out, and the corpse was removed. Ye Shaoyang applied a glutinous rice up, stuck it with the charm, slowly pulled out the residual corpse poison, and then let the pony put on his trousers, checked his neck and found that it was also a bit broken, so he also pulled it out with glutinous rice. After you're done, ask Pony: "What do you feel?"

The pony sat on the edge of the manhole cover, far from the gap, and took a hard breath, saying: "The neck is not anecdote, but the **** is cool, not hurting, a little numb, I am really unlucky. ”

Ye Shaoyang smiled and smiled: "Unfortunately in the back, your corpse is pulled out, but it is awkward, but it is more trouble." Then, take the yin and yang mirror from the belt and reach the pony. : "Open your mouth."

The pony opened his mouth and looked at the mirror. He almost didn't scare him to death. His tongue turned into a miserable green!

Ye Shaoyang slammed his fingers and immediately shed green water.

"Ah, what happened!" The pony screamed.

"All said that it is suffocating, more powerful than infectious diseases, basically infected." Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "You are now a source of pollution. If you go out and bite, bite one."

The pony was stunned and remembered the zombie ancestors in the Resident Evil. He grabbed Ye Shaoyang’s hand and hurriedly asked, “What will happen if you are infected with this suffocation?”

"You don't know the plague? The infection must die." Ye Shaoyang spread his hands and hands. "After death, there is a half chance of becoming a dry corpse."

When the pony heard it, the voice began to tremble. "You mean, I will die too?"

"Under normal circumstances, after two hours, the internal organs will turn into pus, and then the whole body will rot, full of blisters..."

"Don't scare me, don't worry about me!"

Ye Shaoyang asked the pony to roll up the trousers, put the backpack on the ground, take out the needle box of the "18 Gods Needle" from the inside, take out the seven needles with different thickness, and tie one on each of the three major points.

The remaining three were tied to the fingertips of the three fingers in the thumb, and then the fingers were smashed into the eyes of the phoenix. From the neck to the next point, seven points were followed, and there was constant green blood, followed by a tip flow on the fingertip. Come down.

"Take this," Ye Shaoyang took out a big mother's money and stuffed it into the pony. "It's under the tongue."

The pony rushed to do it. After about ten minutes, the blood flowing from the tip of the needle turned red. Ye Shaoyang pulled the needle out and put it up. He said to Xiaoma: "You should stay first, and the money is included." Don't swallow it."

After that, I took out the ink fountain and wrapped the cinnabar line on the five elements of the flag. Then carefully prepared it, pulled out a rope and handed it to the pony. He said, "Listen, I will open the manhole cover for a moment. You will force the rope in the opposite direction, and then buckle the flag on your right foot. Be careful not to be late, or the dry body will come out, which is very troublesome."

The pony grabbed the rope and nodded.

Ye Shaoyang reached out and grabbed the two sides of the manhole cover. He pushed it gently and pushed it, so he ripped his foot and pushed the manhole cover open and pushed it to the opposite side.

At the moment when the manhole cover was pushed open, a black shadow snarled from below, and Ye Shaoyang yelled in the mouth: "Hands!"

The pony pulled the rope with a force and buckled it on the flag. The rope sleeves edited by Ye Shaoyang immediately spread out to form a net, with the five elements as the root, and the ground cover was firmly covered.

The black shadow hit the Internet, and immediately slammed a black smoke, screaming and falling.

"It's stinking..." A strong smell from the cellar made the pony hold his nose. Ye Shaoyang touched out two dry worm leaves and gave them to the pony. They smashed them and stuffed them into the nostrils.

Take out a magical sign, spread it on the well edge, then ignite a red candle, drop two drops of wax oil on the daring and the head, fold it up, ignite it with a candlelight, and throw it through the gap of the red wire net. It has been falling to the bottom of the cellar for a while and continues to burn.

Ye Shaoyang and Xiao Ma were on one side and looked down.

Around the cellar, it was full of radishes or sweet potatoes. Only a circle of open space in the middle, a figure, stood in the middle, and looked up.

By the light of the fire, Ye Shaoyang looked at the people in the past and suddenly had an urge to vomit:

This is not a person at all, not even a corpse: although the hands and feet are complete, but the face is highly rotten, covered with locusts, almost only a skeleton, only one left, hanging outside the eyelids , turned up, shooting a fierce gaze.

Look at its body, the clothes are already broken, only some pieces of cloth are hung, the skin on the whole body is shaking, and when you look carefully, you can't see the vibration, but there are countless locusts creeping up and crawling underneath it. The belly is as tall as a pregnant woman who is pregnant in August, and looks full of weirdness.