Chapter 1088 The Ghost Wants to Kill the Heart

"You have a straight back, narrow shoulders, a small head and a long face, curved eyebrows and drooping eyelids, and the corners of your mouth are bent downwards to form an 'eight' character. You are a damn Taoist priest with a wood destiny!"

"The man who was traveling with me had a strange appearance. I couldn't tell what kind of destiny he had, but his left face was ferocious and red, and bloodshot eyes were all over his eyes, indicating that his heart fire had burned to the limit."

"Damn it, I have been hiding for eight years, but I still couldn't escape this catastrophe."

"Old Taoist, I will attack you. If your 'wood' is extinguished, the fire will not burn!"

On the first floor, there was a whisper in the shadows.

The man who spoke stared at Huang Banxian's back with a pair of eyes flashing with ferocity, like a beast hiding in the dark.

The ferocity was about to disperse the darkness, and was about to roar at the man who was still unaware.

Huang Banxian was still hesitating. He stood at the door of the room, and his Taoist robe was rustling in the strong wind outside the house.

He was not hesitating whether to run, but thinking about whether he could run.

This road was forced by the ghosts. Although the situation is calm now, it has long been in crisis, just waiting to explode.

Now that he has come in, it will not be so easy to appear again.

Perhaps, it is because of this step that the existing peace will be broken, and the real storm will come.

By then, can he still be safe?

But what if he made a wrong judgment? What if he was not in the killing plan of the ghosts?

For the first time, Huang Banxian felt like a fool. His always bright mind stopped working at this moment, and it seemed that no matter what decision he made, it was wrong.

"Gu Xingjian! Ji Li! I, Huang, was deceived by you!"

These two people grasped his psychology too accurately, step by step, making it impossible for him to stay out of it. Now if he wants to retreat, he will be injured.

After Huang Banxian stamped his feet and beat his chest, he looked at the heavy rain with eager eyes. The strong wind rolled the raindrops and wet his robe.

The funeral alley has become a river, and the rain is washing downstream quickly. A soaked cloth rope is like a boat without a destination, drifting with the current.

The auspicious rope has broken, which means that the situation inside the gate has reached its extreme danger.

Huang Banxian gritted his teeth and took out the cloth bag hidden under his armpit. His slender fingers inserted into it and took out a yellow talisman paper.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body. The disciple's soul, the five internal organs, the mysterious and dark.

Azure Dragon and White Tiger, the team is in chaos. Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, the guard body."

The talisman paper was burning, and wisps of light white smoke lingered around Huang Banxian's body, and even the strong wind could not blow it away.

Huang Banxian's eyes widened, hid the cloth bag containing the talisman paper under his armpit, wrapped his Taoist robe tightly, and rushed into the rainstorm.

But just as he rushed into the rain, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain fell on him, causing the smoke to be quickly dispersed.

Huang Banxian's footsteps suddenly stopped, he looked at the changes in his body in disbelief, and then looked up at the sky.

The cloth bag containing the talisman paper had been hidden at his waist, and it had been soaked by the heavy rain when he was at the door.

Although the talisman paper was still intact, the writing was soaked and could not last long.

"It's over, it's all over..."

Huang Banxian understood that his coming to the funeral alley was also part of God's will, and he could not leave.

"Old Huang..."

"Feng Jiao..."

"Son..."

His gray hair stuck to his scalp, and his vision was blurred due to the heavy rain. Huang Banxian stood in the alley in a mess, but three people appeared in front of him.

The first person called him Old Huang, that was Gu Xingjian with a smile on his face.

The second person called him Banxian, that was the master who made him enter the industry.

The third person called him son, that was his old mother who had died long ago.

Three people, three faces, with three different expressions, representing three different emotions.

Gu Xingjian was his inner fear;

The old master was his inner awe;

The old mother was his inner longing.

Three people on three sides, the killing move appeared, Huang Banxian was indeed in the game!

But without the sinning object, Huang Banxian was still the first-tier clerk. He almost woke up immediately after a moment of trance and covered his eyes directly.

He had seen Ji Li suffer a similar killing method with his own eyes, and he also knew that this way of death was unsolvable.

Covering his eyes was useless, this was an attack on the soul and mind. When the three faces changed, he thought of a way to escape-returning the original way.

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"Even if I'm sure you can't escape, just fall into the trap obediently. There's no point in hiding."

"Don't worry about the water on your body, move closer to me, there's nothing outside the door, don't look."

"Yes, yes, yes, this way, two more steps, one more step..."

"Damn! Why did you stop again!"

Huang Banxian, who returned the original way, did not see the three faces again. He was terrified and found that the situation was abnormal, which also made him stop moving forward.

Huang Banxian thought about what happened carefully and finally figured out something was wrong.

"I was killed by the root ghost when I went out, so why was it gone when I came back?

Could it be that I must be bound to Ji Li?"

He grasped the key point of the problem and began to re-examine the current situation.

"It should not be that I am bound to Ji Li, but that the ghost wants to use me to do something, and this thing is related to Ji Li."

"Hiss..."

Huang Banxian took a step back, took a breath, and secretly said that it was not good.

He realized that he might be a part of the murder of Ji Li, and most likely, he became a part of the five elements talisman.

"I am the life of wood, and wood makes fire. That ghost wants Ji Li's heart!"

The murderer must use the five-element talisman method to remove the internal organs of a murderer, and cannot use thousands of people with thousands of faces.

This is an iron law learned through the experience of all the dead.

"No, no, I absolutely can't be here!"

Huang Banxian guessed this step and immediately realized that his situation was too dangerous. He knew that he was a person of tree fate and was most suitable to become the tree of origin.

Although he may not die as the origin, his existence will endanger Ji Li. Once Ji Li goes crazy or even dies, what awaits him will be an out-of-control counterattack by evil spirits.

Because of this thought, Huang Banxian got closer and closer to the stairs on the second floor, and at the same time, he got further and further away from the three vertically hanging coffins.

This move caused one of the three coffins to shake, and a whisper full of annoyance sounded.

"This old Taoist is really useless. I originally wanted to try my best to save your life, so forget it if you seek death yourself."

Huang Banxian was about to turn around and walk out the door. He was determined that he couldn't get too close to Ji Li, so even if he couldn't get out of this door, he couldn't stay here.

But just when he was about to put his hand on the door panel, a black figure that merged with the shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and rushed towards the door.

He subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but immediately felt a heartbreaking pain that made his whole body tremble.

"Meow!"

Leaning his body, he leaned against the door and saw the black shadow just now. It was actually a black cat with a completely black body.

The black cat had shiny hair, a petite figure but a fierce look. A pair of amber eyes were locked on his body, and it moved slowly with its body hunched over, as if it was examining its prey.

"Where did the beast come from?"

Huang Banxian was so angry that he cursed and was about to rush over and kick the black cat away, but then he suddenly started to feel dizzy and his steps were shaky.

This weakness came so quickly, as if his strength was drained in an instant, causing him to fall to the ground.

On his right palm, three bright blood marks began to flow out with black pus and blood, as if he had been poisoned.

While half-conscious, he saw a slightly hunchbacked little old man, holding a black cat and approaching him maliciously, whispering:

"There are just three of us in this house. You are wood, I am metal, and he is fire. We are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.

If you are dead, I don't believe that the fire can still burn. "