The ceremony officially began. Quan didn't notice anything unusual at first, but when the Taoist priest put the knife on her wrist.
Her eyes widened instantly, her body trembled non-stop, and her voice was filled with tears: "You still want to cut your wrists?"
Taoist Chen spoke to comfort him, "Don't worry, it's not much, I just lured the ghost over. Don't talk now, it's a critical moment."
Hearing the other person say this, I could only shut my mouth and stare at the other person's actions with trembling eyes.
Although Taoist Chen didn't say much, he still accumulated half a bowl of blood. The girl on the chair's face was now bloodless, and her pale lips made her look more like a ghost than a ghost.
Then Taoist Chen took out a talisman and spoke with great confidence.
He looked at Quanran with complicated eyes and slowly placed the talisman on her forehead.
The moment the touch was applied, Quan Ran's body stiffened and her pupils shrank rapidly. After a few seconds, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
The girl's body was motionless, she just slumped on the chair with her head tilted, like a dead body, blood still dripping from her wrists.
Seeing this, the other people were frightened and stood there at a loss as to what to do.
Yun Xialan, in particular, had a panicked look on her face, and she had a vague feeling that something bad was going to happen.
The next one might very well be me.
The fog outside had already seeped into the house. The mist was like a layer of misty gauze, with faint green light flashing in it.
An indescribable stench suddenly appeared in the air, a nauseating smell of rottenness, as if a dead rat had been soaking in the sewer for weeks.
Everyone present smelled the odor, their faces changed slightly, and they subconsciously covered their noses.
Wei Yangbing complained in a low voice: "Where does the stench come from..."
Taoist Chen on the other side was not as relaxed as he looked. Cold sweat ran down his forehead, his graying beard was trembling slightly, and he could barely hold the bowl in his hand.
This kind of thing is taboo, and he has done it more than once, and his body has already suffered serious backlash.
After swallowing the iron taste in his throat, Taoist Chen coughed violently, "Cough... cough cough."
Putting down the bowl in his hand, he looked grim, leaned on the table, and subconsciously looked for Yu Li's figure.
In the blurry vision of all white, I saw a woman standing at the window at some point, her slender figure looming in the mist.
The white and slender fingers casually peeled off the yellow talisman on the window.
As if she had noticed Taoist Chen's gaze, the woman looked over casually, the yellow talisman in her hand standing out particularly well.
As their eyes met, the other person suddenly took off his mask and smiled, his red lips slightly parted.
When he saw clearly what the other party was saying, Taoist Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
[Why is it suddenly foggy? Is this really going to be a ghost? ]
[This house looks very strange, and there may be evil spirits hiding inside.]
[Are they so bold? They continue even though they know the house is in danger?]
[It doesn't matter if there is danger. Yu Wenlin originally planned to kill one of them, and then frame Bai Jingmo and say on the Internet that it was Bai Jingmo who killed him.]
[It's really too tragic. He died without knowing anything. ]
[When she joined Deva, she had to be prepared for something like this to happen one day.]
[Why did Yu Li take down the yellow talisman? If the evil ghost really came in later, these people would be dead.]
[If you want to put the blame on Bai Jingmo, then the ghost must appear, so that you can say that it was the ghost who killed the person. This requires removing the talisman to let the ghost in. ]
The evil ghost entered the house and the magnetic field nearby became a little chaotic. Wei Yangbing glanced at the camera in his hand. From time to time, some colored lines appeared on the screen, and the shooting became more and more choppy.
He felt a little worried and turned to look at Yu Wenlin: "Brother Yu... this..."
But before he could finish his words, when he saw a woman in red standing behind Yu Wenlin's door, his pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly exclaimed, "There's a ghost!!"
Yu Wenlin was startled by his voice and turned his head subconsciously. He only caught a glimpse of a red figure passing by out of the corner of his eye.
Yun Xialan's body was shaking non-stop: "Is this... completely true?"
At this moment, the Taoist priest suddenly said in a deep voice: "No, it's the owner of this house."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
"Master?" Yun Xialan stammered, "What should we do then?"
Yuwen Lin scolded her: "What should we do? Keep filming!"
Then he looked at the Taoist priest again, "Was the ritual successful?"
Taoist Chen held the purse in his hand without saying a word. His old face was full of solemnity as he looked at the woman in the room with complicated expressions.
Suddenly, he spoke in a low voice: "...One more missing."
Yu Wenlin frowned: "What? What's missing?"
Taoist Chen took a deep breath, turned around and shouted irritably: "It means one more person needs to die!! One soul is not enough!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the old house became even weirder than before.
Everyone looked at each other, and Wei Yangbing and Yun Xialan subconsciously took a few steps back.
The camera also recorded this scene. Wei Yangbing tightly grasped the camera in his hand, his expression somewhat nervous, and turned the screen towards Yuwen Lin.
Yu Wenlin's face was often ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you add one more person at the last minute?"
"Don't you see that the situation is different now! You chose a good place yourself!" The old Taoist priest's beard stood up with anger.
Yu Wenlin didn't say anything, but just glanced at Yun Xialan twice.
Yun Xialan realized something was wrong instantly. Just as she was about to use her skills to hide, she suddenly heard a loud noise next to her, followed by a muffled groan.
Looking over there, he saw the worn wooden stool suddenly fly up by itself and hit Wei Yangbing's back hard.
Wei Yangbing was caught off guard and lost his balance instantly, and the camera in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.
This time, the lobby became even quieter.
Yu Wenlin's eyes were vicious, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yu Li in the corner.
"Yu Li, are you lying to us?"
The woman raised her lip when she heard this: "I'm not lying. Since there are two ghosts now, isn't it normal to use two souls?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the door was suddenly slammed shut.
Before Yu Wenlin could react, he felt like he was kicked hard in the stomach: "Ugh——"
His eyes widened, and before he could react, a piece of hemp rope suddenly fell from the beam and wrapped around his neck.
"Fuck—"
He cursed, his eyes suddenly changed, and his five fingers turned into sharp blades, like the sharp claws of a wild beast, and cut the rope directly.
He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the side door. A woman in red clothes and white face was quietly turning her head to look over here. There was a weirdness on her face without any facial features.
After noticing his action, the woman instantly retracted her face.
"stop--!!"
Yuwen Lin yelled and immediately ran out to see, but there was no one at the door.
His face became increasingly ugly.
But suddenly, Quan Ran's body lying on the ground twitched twice.
In full view of everyone, the girl's stiff fingers slowly raised and pointed to a corner of the room.
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