Chapter 158 Who is it!
Ma Zichun glanced at the cushion and sat down with his legs crossed.
Feng Zhibai leaned on the sofa, quietly browsing his phone.
Old Mitou didn't say anything else. He placed the cinnabar mixed with chicken blood in front of the incense and lit three incense sticks.
Chen Xiaodao started to take off Ma Zichun's clothes.
Ma Zichun shyly covered the corner of his clothes tightly, and finally agreed to take off his upper body under his angry scolding.
His lean and slender body had no muscles at all, and his already rough skin was covered in pinholes.
"Just sit here and call us if you feel anything is wrong."
Throwing the snatched clothes aside, Chen Xiaodao lowered his head and said to Ma Zichun.
Ma Zichun hugged his chest with his hands and nodded aggrievedly like a young lady who had been bullied.
Ma Zhang stood aside and could only comfort him by saying that it was all for his own good.
Feng Zhibai witnessed the whole thing. He wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so, so he could only hold his mouth and pretend that he saw nothing.
"Laugh if you want to, don't force yourself."
When she walked to Feng Zhibai's side, Chen Xiaodao knew what she wanted to do at a glance.
Turning his neck slowly, Feng Zhibai pretended to be bored and said, "I'm not that boring."
After saying that, he concentrated on browsing his phone.
"You better forget it."
After complaining, Chen Xiaodao signaled Ma Zhang to turn off the headlights and leave only the low light on.
Too bright is not good, and too dark is not good either.
Ma Zhang quickly got up and turned off all the bright lights, leaving only a few small lights on. The dim light was not so eye-catching.
"When Ma Zichun's magic begins, Mr. Ma, please don't go forward, or you might get hurt."
Reminding Ma Zhang.
Ma Zhang rubbed his sweaty palms nervously: "Okay, Master Chen."
"Let's sit down and rest for a while."
After greeting Lao Mi Tou and Ma Zhang, Chen Xiaodao also sat cross-legged on the side and began to meditate.
In the dark space, only the light from Feng Zhibai's mobile phone reveals brightness.
As they waited, they began to feel drowsy.
Especially Ma Zhang, who hadn't slept for a whole day and night. After he calmed down, he fell asleep quickly with tension.
Ma Zichun sat cross-legged, but his legs became stiff after a while. He moved his legs and it took a while to relax before he sat down again.
After waiting for several hours, he became exhausted.
It was not until Feng Zhibai turned off his phone that something strange started to happen in the hall!
A strong wind blew outside the door, hitting the glass of the villa and making a thudding sound.
The villa was originally empty, and coupled with this sound, the echo seemed particularly terrifying.
Chen Xiaodao woke up from his meditation, and looked at Ma Zichun who was sitting cross-legged in front of the altar with his eagle-like pupils!
Ma Zichun lowered his head, drooped his body, and his head shook stiffly from side to side!
He placed his hands on his knees and trembled from time to time!
It just takes a blink of an eye!
His whole body began to twitch!
He bared his teeth and suddenly raised his chin!
A pair of black eyeballs turned white in an instant!
“Hmmmm…”
Then Ma Zichun let out a low "hmm" sound!
Combined with the sound of wind hitting the glass outside, the atmosphere in the entire villa seemed extremely strange!
Feng Zhibai sat up from the sofa, his starry eyes falling on Ma Zichun's head!
The evil black energy was rapidly eroding his body!
Old Mitou also woke up, strode to Chen Xiaodao's side, and reminded him: "Here he comes."
When Ma Zhang saw his son become like this, he immediately stepped forward, but was stopped by Chen Xiaodao.
"What are you doing?"
"My son is like this! I'm going to go up and take a look!"
He wanted to break free from Kaichen Xiaodao's hand, but before he could take a step forward, he was pulled back: "I won't stop you if you want to die, but can you please not disturb us while we're doing our business?"
Old Mitou also stepped forward and pulled Ma Zhang back: "Mr. Ma, don't go up there. You can't help, so why would you go up there?"
Being pulled back by the two men, Ma Zhang could only stand there and stare at Ma Zichun.
In front of the altar.
Ma Zichun went from twitching and shaking at the beginning to rolling his eyes and shaking all over!
He straightened his back and fell backwards stiffly!
The moment his back touched the ground, his eyes, which had been white, suddenly turned back to normal!
Then Ma Zichun opened his mouth and let out a scream of pain!
"ah!"
Along with screams of pain, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead!
He immediately sat up with his hands on the ground!
Sit up!
The familiar headache comes one after another!
"Ah! That feeling is coming again! My head hurts, my head hurts!"
He held his head with both hands, wanting to roll over in pain, but he didn't dare to lie on the ground!
"Master, please help my son!"
Seeing Ma Zichun in so much pain, Ma Zhang shouted to Chen Xiaodao in distress.
Chen Xiaodao saw that the time was almost right, so he stepped forward and fought in front of the altar. He pressed Ma Zichun's shoulder with his left hand! With his right hand, he pinched the sword technique and placed it on Ma Zichun's chin!
Squinting his eyes and looking at the aura gathering in the air, he exerted force with his palm upwards!
Ma Zichun felt a pain in his neck and his head fell backwards!
At the same time, the pain that came one after another stopped!
He was gasping for breath!
Before he could come to his senses, Chen Xiaodao's sword technique moved to his left side again, and he slapped his head hard, and he tilted to the right again!
He couldn't understand what Chen Xiaodao was doing.
But now he had no power to resist and could only follow his actions.
At this moment, in the dim room on the other side.
The man's face was gloomy, and there was a hint of anger on his cheeks which were surrounded by black air!
He held the needle in his right hand and pressed the scarecrow's head with his left hand!
Just as he was about to stab the scarecrow's head with the needle, the scarecrow suddenly came alive and tilted its head back, dodging the needle.
He let out a low hum in his throat, grabbed the scarecrow's chin, and was about to inject the needle again!
An inexplicable force came over!
He actually snatched the scarecrow's chin from his hand!
He flicked his finger outward, tilting the scarecrow's head to the right, raised the needle and stabbed it down! The scarecrow's head tilted to the left!
Stab on the left and tilt to the right!
He went back and forth many times, but he didn't even insert a needle!
“Who is it!”
Roared angrily!
He put down the scarecrow, picked up the needles that had been placed on the side, picked up three, and quickly stabbed them towards the scarecrow's head, chest and back!
But when the needle reached the scarecrow, it seemed as if there was a barrier blocking the needle tightly!
He frowned, opened his hands and stretched out his arms, and the three needles changed direction.
But when it reached that position, the needle was blocked again!
"Um!"
He hummed in agreement and withdrew his hand!
He grabbed the finger pointing at him with his right hand and thrust it in violently!
There was only a "hiss" sound, and blood with a hint of sinister energy kept oozing out from his five fingers!
He pulled the needle out of his finger and placed it in the palm of his hand!
He clasped his palms together and uttered a low, evil curse from his mouth!
As the evil curse poured out, his eyes widened and he viciously stabbed the scarecrow with the needle in his hand again!
That barrier feeling came again!
He continued to chant the spell, and the strength in his hands increased!
The barrier made a cracking sound—and shattered!
In the Ma family villa.
Chen Xiaodao held the small bagua in his palm and placed it on Ma Zichun's head, back and chest!
Just as he was getting ready, a black mist emerged from the aura in front of him, and this black mist was like a needle and pierced straight towards Ma Zichun's chest!
He flipped the small bagua upwards, and the black fog was instantly blocked and dispersed!
Before it completely disappeared, the black mist needle appeared above Ma Zichun's head again!
He used the Little Bagua to block it, but the black mist needles were still dispersed.
After going back and forth several times, the black fog needle finally disappeared.
But before he could calm down, a flash of blood appeared before his eyes!
The blood was like a blade stabbing towards his face!
He raised his hand subconsciously!
The tip of the blood blade was extremely sharp, and with a click, it actually shattered the Bagua in his palm!
"Something."
He took his hand back and threw away the small Bagua interestingly. He rummaged through the yellow cloth bag and took out three large Baguas, which he hung on Ma Zichun's chest, back and head respectively!
The blood blade had reached the top, but was suppressed again!
Seeing that his needle was blocked again, the man clenched his hands and pushed the needle down hard!
But the needle just couldn't penetrate into the scarecrow's body!
He gritted his teeth, and beads of sweat extended from the triangular area of his forehead.
His breathing became rapid!
Just wanted to stop!
A huge aura came from above the scarecrow's head!
He let out a muffled roar, but before he could react, he was blown away by the aura!
The needle in his hand also flew away in an instant!
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