Demon husband's exorcism

that thing? !

After discovering that Li Xiaoan accidentally said something extraordinary, Zong Wangchuan firmly grabbed her hand and said, "What is that thing!"

"You...you have warmth in your palm! You are human...you are not a ghost!"

Li Xiaoan was so frightened that he became incoherent for a while.

She looked at Zong Wangchuan in horror: "Who are you! Why are you approaching me!"

"Like Hu Daxian, someone who was attracted by the strange things in Li Family Village."

Zong Wangchuan half-truthfully said: "The difference is that he kills ghosts, and I become friends with ghosts."

"Being friends with ghosts..."

Li Xiaoan was in a daze.

Zong Wangchuan saw her come back to his senses, and while his eyes met, he secretly used the trick he learned from Xiao Ming.

"I have psychic ability, and I can see things that ordinary people can't see. Because of this power, I have suffered a lot since I was a child, but because of this, I have a completely different understanding of the world from most people..."

The magnetic voice flowed into Li Xiaoan's ears, coupled with the tender gaze, Li Xiaoan's eyelids drooped slowly, he opened his mouth, and let out a half-dream and half-awake voice: "You are a good person, I know...you are a good person..."

"Would you like to tell me all you know about this good man?"

Zong Wangchuan said guidingly.

Li Xiaoan nodded his head twice.

"it is good."

After confirming that Li Xiaoan had entered an unconscious state, Zong Wangchuan asked softly, "Xiao'an, what is that thing you gave Xiaohong?"

"...It's a piece of paper torn from an ancient book. On the paper is a woman in red clothes who hanged herself under a tree with a crooked neck. Behind the woman are stars and the moon. On the reverse side of the paper are drawn several strange symbols... "

"I never thought that someone would do it according to the content on the paper... I couldn't believe that the person who did that was my sister... until the villagers took me to see Xiaohong's body...Xiaohong, It was I who killed you...it was me...it was me..."

Speaking of this, clear tears flowed down the face of premature aging due to night life.

A thunderous thunder rumbled past Zong Wangchuan's heart.

Li Xiaohong's matter really has another mystery!

You must know that although the means of exchanging souls for what you want have appeared in ancient times, most people only regard them as absurd legends, and have no chance or interest in learning specific summoning methods.

If there is no special opportunity, how can Li Xiaohong, a girl who has never walked out of the mountains all her life, learn and complete the abyss summoning ceremony, using one of the most complicated three of the more than 100 known abyss summoning methods?

Zong Wangchuan hurriedly asked Li Xiaoan: "Where did you get that piece of paper?"

"...from...from one of my guests..."

Li Xiaoan showed a nostalgic smile.

"I work in the city, and I do the job of a young lady. I am used to seeing customers who come around in a mess, but he...he is different from others...he is very gentle and considerate, and treats me very well...

For a whole month, he ordered me every day, but as long as I talked with him, he gave me a lot of tips... If I didn't know that people like me don't deserve happiness, I would have thought he was in love with me..."

"What does he look like?"

"He... he... is a head taller than me, about 1.8 meters. He has a good figure and a nice voice, but he never shows his face...

He wore a medical protective mask on his face and medical gloves on his hands. His whole body was tightly wrapped, and only the neck and neckline could see the burn scars...

He said he had burns all over his body, and he named me because I was the only one in the nightclub who wouldn't dismiss him as a monster or look at him with pitiful eyes just because of his injuries...

He's been really nice to me...so nice...too bad he doesn't belong to me...

Later, when he left, he left the piece of paper to me before he left, so that I could follow the drawing on the paper when I had nowhere to go, maybe I could... maybe I could... I could... I could... ..."

The effect of hypnosis was about to disappear, Li Xiaoan's voice became weaker, and his sickly body slowly collapsed, and fell beside Zong Wangchuan.

Zong Wangchuan took off his coat and covered her body.

Obviously, the gentle guest in her mouth is an unlucky guy possessed by an evil spirit that escaped from the abyss, because only a person possessed by an evil spirit from the abyss can move freely with severe burns all over his body, and at the same time exude charm that makes the opposite sex intoxicated.

The evil spirit saw Li Xiaoan's dark past, and realized that there must be someone between Li Xiaoan and Li Xiaohong who would go to the abyss because of despair and anger, so he taught Li Xiaoan the method of summoning demons, which eventually indirectly contributed to all this.

"Summoning demons is of course wrong, but..."

Zong Wangchuan suddenly raised his head and looked towards the thick fog ahead: "Xiaohong, since you're here, don't leave in a hurry, come and have a chat."

As soon as the words fell, a blood-red figure walked out of the mist.

Li Xiaohong.

She looked the same as before, except that her skin was paler and her feet didn't touch the ground when she walked.

"Can you see me?"

Li Xiaohong seemed a little surprised.

Zong Wangchuan nodded and said, "I am a psychic."

"Psychic? The kind of Hu Daxian who sleeps with women by catching ghosts?"

"He's him, I'm me, I'm not interested in women."

Zong Wangchuan hurriedly proved his innocence.

Hearing this, Li Xiaohong withdrew her protruding claws, looked at Li Xiaoan who was sleeping next to Zong Wangchuan, and said, "You are good to my sister, I won't kill you, you should do it yourself, it's best to get out tomorrow." , don't stay here and meddle in your own business!"

In the last sentence, she used a commanding tone, and as soon as she finished speaking, there was a sinister wind blowing from all directions, like ghosts crying and gods howling.

Unfortunately, her opponent is Zong Wangchuan.

Even Xiao Ming couldn't do anything about it, how could he be frightened by a lord-level evil spirit that was only valid for three days and four nights.

Facing the gust of wind, Zong Wangchuan leisurely took out a silver lighter filled with holy water.

click!

Golden-red flames burst out, and the raging wind weakened most of it.

Afterwards, Zong Wangchuan took out another cigarette, lit it slowly, took a puff, and exhaled a slightly sweet smoke ring.

The smoke ring spread, and the wind completely disappeared.

He looked up, looked at Li Xiaohong, and said, "Sorry, your threats don't seem to work on me."

"Who the hell are you! What do you want to do!"

Li Xiaohong was a little nervous. After all, she was a country girl who had never seen the world, even though she already had the power comparable to a lord-level demon.

Zong Wangchuan took another puff of his cigarette and said, "As I said before, I am a psychic, so I'm here to talk to you."

"What are you talking about! What is there to talk about! I will never let this group of beasts go! I won't let go of any of them! Even if you want to kill me, I will never let them go!"

Because of the change of mood, sparks began to appear on Li Xiaohong's originally pretty face, quickly covering most of her face, her skin turned scorched red, with the stench of hellish brimstone.

"The face of the devil..."

Zong Wangchuan murmured, and then said to Li Xiaohong: "I sympathize deeply with what happened to you, and I also recognize the rationality of your actions of killing Huang Zizi's family and torturing your father, brother, and sister-in-law, but ..."

"but what?"

Li Xiaohong's face no longer had intact skin, and the flames were shrouded in scorched red, and her appearance became more and more ferocious.

"Not everyone has committed a crime against you, you can punish the guilty, but please let the innocent!"

"An innocent person..."

Li Xiaohong smiled sadly and indignantly, with indescribable desolation in her laughter.

"Is there anyone innocent here! No! No! Not a single one! They're all guilty! Unforgivable!"

"At least your sister is innocent!"

Zong Wangchuan seized the loopholes in Li Xiaohong's words, and temporarily calmed Li Xiaohong who was in agitation and excitement.

The flames covering the face gradually quieted down, and the foul-smelling skin in the scorched black gradually returned to whiteness. Li Xiaohong looked at Li Xiaoan tenderly, stretched out her demonized hands, and stroked in the air tremblingly.

"Sister...sister...why are we born here...why are we...we can't...why..."

Clear tears were left in the flame-burning eye sockets, and the tears were dried by the heat before they flowed to the chin, leaving gray marks.

"...So you see, there are still people in this village who are innocent."

Taking advantage of Li Xiaohong being touched, Zong Wangchuan seized the opportunity to lobby, trying to get her to narrow the scope of revenge.

however--

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Because the family affection gradually turned to be gentle, the flame of the devil was burning again.

Li Xiaohong raised her head and looked at Zong Wangchuan angrily: "Not guilty? What do you know! You don't know anything at all!"

"Yes, I don't know anything, because no one told me what ever happened here."

Facing the angry evil spirit, Zong Wangchuan remained calm.

"Li Xiaohong, you have the power of demons, and I have the power to kill demons. If you want me not to interfere with you, tell me everything you think I should know. As a show of sincerity, I will first tell you my real purpose. you."

Zong Wangchuan took out Wang Jing's photo and said, "Her name is Wang Jing. She is a volunteer. She came to Lijia Village Hope Primary School two years ago to work as a teacher for one year. One year later, Wang Jing did not come home. I didn't stay in Lijiacun either, I was entrusted by her parents to come to Lijiacun—"

"Come to Lijia Village to find her bones, right?"

The raging flames were completely extinguished. Li Xiaohong looked at Wang Jing's photo tenderly, choked up and said, "...Mr. Wang! I'm sorry for you!"

The author has something to say: Wang Jing finally appeared...