Chapter 427 The Coward's Black Moonlight Witch 58
There was no anger on Liang An's face. He turned around, walked steadily to the center of the rooftop, and began to set up the formation.
In his hand, he held a magic pen made of thousand-year-old dark wood. The tip of the pen was dipped in ink made from special materials, emitting a faint light.
He first drew a huge circular magic circle on the rooftop. The lines were smooth and precise, and every stroke contained profound mysteries.
The center of the magic circle is a complex Bagua pattern, surrounded by various mysterious runes, which contains infinite power.
While Liang An was making the arrangements, he was muttering something to himself. The low sound of his incantations echoed above the rooftop, echoing with the power of the magic circle.
The surrounding air seemed to be responding to some kind of call and began to tremble. An invisible force gathered on the rooftop, as if waiting for the arrival of a critical moment.
Liang An suddenly turned around and ordered Chu Jinyao, "Stand over there!"
Chu Jinyao didn't ask any more questions and immediately stood in the designated position according to Liang An's instructions.
As his footsteps landed, Chu Bojian suddenly felt a kind of strength in his body rapidly fading away, and an indescribable feeling of pain swept over his whole body.
Cold sweat broke out on Chu Bojian's forehead. He clenched his teeth, trying hard not to make any sound, but the pain coming from deep inside his body was almost unbearable for him.
In this unbearable pain, Chu Bojian had only one thought in his mind: I wonder if Silly Girl was obedient and left safely with He Baifeng.
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On the corridor bridge of the hospital, Shen Xinran stood quietly. As the light circle on the light bulb faded, she frowned and put it directly on the ground.
Then, Shen Xinran took out a piece of yellowed talisman paper from her bosom. Her fingers danced nimbly and began to set up a mysterious formation on the corridor bridge.
The talisman papers seemed to come alive in her hands, falling to the ground one after another, forming a complex pattern.
As the last talisman paper fell, the formation suddenly emitted a faint light, enveloping the light bulb.
Chu Bojian here only felt that his body was wrapped by a warm and mysterious power, as if he was in an invisible protective shield, warm, comfortable and peaceful.
Chu Jinyao felt a loss of energy and shouted in horror: "Master Liang, what's going on?"
Liang An quickly looked around, his face darkened, and he frowned and shouted angrily: "Someone actually dared to fight me!"
He sneered and quickly drew runes on the ground with the magic pen in his hand, trying to stabilize the formation and resist external interference.
Shen Xinran calmly threw the talisman paper she had prepared in advance onto the light bulb. Her technique was skillful and precise, and each piece of talisman paper fell accurately on the designated position.
Chu Jinyao felt as if his soul was being torn apart by an invisible giant hand. He couldn't help but yell, "Stop it! I don't want my luck anymore."
Liang An's voice was icy, revealing a hint of unquestionable madness: "Now it's no longer up to you to refuse."
Someone actually dared to destroy his plan. He would make the other party pay a heavy price and there would be no return!
Liang An waved his hands quickly in the air, drawing runes and forming waves that were invisible to the naked eye.
Chu Jinyao's body was trembling in the formation, his face was pale and sweat was pouring down.
He began to regret his greed and stupidity, but it was too late to regret now. He could only pray that this would end soon.
In Shen Xinran's mind, the system suddenly roared, "Host, what are you doing!"
Shen Xinran's tone was calm: "Some bad guys want to steal the light bulb's luck."
The system anxiously reminded, "According to the plot, the hero was captured by his father's men after being reported by Tan Shi, and began to hate Tan Shi. Then, the hero's luck was taken away by his father, and he began to hate him. The hero jumped to his death, and his soul was bound to the Hundred Ghosts Banner by the Taoist priest. He carried this hatred with him and became the Ghost King, breaking free from the constraints."
Shen Xinran nodded, "I know, so I have reported Chu Bojian."
The system became even more anxious, "But you helped the hero consolidate his luck, so how could his luck be taken away by his father? Why did he develop such a huge hatred for his father!"
Shen Xinran responded nonchalantly: "I didn't help the male lead, I helped the light bulb."
The system was almost going crazy, "But the light bulb is the male protagonist!"
Shen Xinran blinked, looking innocent, "But no one told me that the light bulb is the male lead."
After she finished speaking, she threw the talismans in her hand into the sky, and they scattered in the wind and floated towards the sky.
At the same time, Chu Jinyao on the rooftop suddenly suffered a severe backlash and spit out a mouthful of blood. His body also aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chu Bojian was surprised to find that the restraints on him had disappeared, and an unprecedented sense of relief came over him. He smiled, knowing that it must be Silly Girl who came to save him.
The system looked at this scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. It was silent for a long time. "Host, it's okay. I will go and study how to correct the plot."
Chu Jinyao fell to the ground helplessly. The housekeeper and bodyguards immediately surrounded him, their voices filled with panic: "Master, are you okay?"
Liang An's eyes flashed with cold hatred, "You forced me to do this."
After saying that, he took out a piece of pitch-black cloth from his arms. The cloth shone with a strange luster in the moonlight, as if it could swallow up the surrounding light.
This is woven with sawdust from thousand-year-old sunken wood and blood jade silkworm silk, and is the main body of the Soul-Devouring Banner.
Liang An began to chant the ancient spell, his voice low and powerful, and as the spell progressed, the cloth began to flutter in the air as if it had come to life.
He used special ink to draw strange runes on the cloth. With every stroke, the runes on the cloth would flash with a dark light.
The sky gradually darkened and dark clouds gathered, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.
The ghosts in the hospital were originally wandering in the corridors and wards, but now they seemed to be attracted by some irresistible force and rushed towards the Soul-Devouring Banner uncontrollably.
Their faces were filled with fear, and their desperate cries echoed in every corner of the hospital: "Ah, save us."
He Baifeng returned to the covered bridge. She looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and frowned, saying, "Niuniu, it seems that the weather is going to change. Let's go back to the hotel first and come back in the afternoon."
Shen Xinran seemed not to hear, her eyes were firm as she walked straight to the rooftop. He Baifeng had no choice but to follow Shen Xinran silently.
Liang An stood in the center of the hospital rooftop. He looked at Shen Xinran in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "It's you, little fool!"
But soon, he shook his head, as if in self-denial: "No, I have seen the soul of the little fool, her soul is not as strong as yours, who are you!"
Chen Xinran stared into Liang An's eyes, "You're helping people change their fortunes, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"
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