Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

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I let go of my hand all of a sudden, but I didn't expect that at that moment, the person behind me actually gripped my wrist. Bayi Chinese W≈WW. 81ＺW. Com

I turned my head back stiffly, and it was Su Xiaoyu's familiar face that caught my eyes, but her expression was completely unfamiliar to me, with a triumphant, evil smile.

Yes, that's right. This is not Su Xiaoyu, this is a parasitic soul!

"Finally ..." A low voice came from my ears.

It was obviously Su Xiaoying's voice, but it sounded so creepy.

"It's been a long time, I finally got it." Su Xiaozheng--No, it should be the parasitic soul who has taken over Su Xiaozheng's body and laughed lowly, "This girl's body!"

I was shocked, and quickly wanted to break away from the restraint of my wrist, but I did not expect that the parasitic soul dragged me back and caught my neck with my hand. I struggled twice, but the other person's strength really didn't know where it came from, and I couldn't help it.

"Gu Yu!"

At that moment, even if I was restrained by evil spirits, I could see from Wen Guang that the whole aura of Wen Jiubai had changed. There was no wind around these days, but Wen Jiubai's clothing corners were shaking, and the black fabric seemed to fly wildly like some ominous omen.

Wen Jiubai's eyes were sharp and his brows were locked. The folding fan in his hand pointed at the parasitic soul behind me and said, "Let him go, otherwise I swear, I will definitely make you regret that you were born in In this world. "

The look of Wen Jiubai was afraid of three-pointers even when I saw it, but the parasitic soul that occupied Su Xiaoyu's body behind me didn't mind at all, but laughed even more wildly.

"Is that so? You're so nervous about this kid." Such crazy words were spoken in Su Xiaoying's voice, which made people almost covered with hair. Before I thought about anything, I felt that my neck was tightened suddenly, and I was out of breath.

"You're not allowed to come over!" I heard the evil spirit say, "Except the demon master, if you dare to take a step forward, I will twist the kid's neck and I will do it!"

I squinted and looked at Wen Jiubai, but he actually showed a noticeable shake because of a word from the parasitic soul.

"Fine ... back now, throw me the broken fan in your hand!" The parasitic soul shouted.

Wen Jiubai looked dignified, he glanced at me, and he actually took two steps back, and bent down, put his folding fan on the ground, no matter how I made him wink.

"Satisfied?" Wen Jiubai raised his arms, showed his empty hands, and said coldly, "Can you let him go now?"

Of course, the evil spirit will not do what Wen Jiubai wished, but instead put forward a more excessive request, "Don't think carefully with me, except the demon master! Now immediately lift the enchantment you set in this building, otherwise I will I want this kid's blood to splash three feet! "

"That's impossible!" Wen Jiubai said sharply, and stopped concession at this point. "I have done as you asked, let him go first, and I will lift the enchantment immediately!"

"Abominable demon master! Don't bargain with me!" The parasitic growled, and tightened my neck tighter.

After that, if you go on like this, you will end up in a deadlock. Moreover, in terms of the force I felt, this evil spirit absolutely did not mean to let me go. It may not be long before it loses the patience of negotiation and kills me directly.

How to do how to do?

Does it mean that I have to make such a fate that it is impossible to become a fish on a cutting board?

Just at this moment, I suddenly remembered something, something that I just felt very strange just now.

That inexplicable familiarity, yes, it was just when the parasitic soul was called out, I always felt like I had seen this person ...

"Zhao ... Xiang Zhi!" I spit out the name, "Zhao Xiangzhi, the youngest son of Zhao's mother in Hongkou Village, Zhao Ergou."

As soon as I finished this sentence, I felt the force holding my neck loosened suddenly, and then roared loudly with the voice of Su Xiaoying.

"You--! You kid! How did you know!"

Just at this moment, I broke free with force, and suddenly broke away with the power of the parasitic soul. When I saw that I could escape the claws, the parasitic soul reacted faster than me, and swooped on me directly to the ground.

With a slam, my head fell to the floor, my eyes burst into Venus, and my body had a stranger feeling besides pain.

resonance. The moment I was overwhelmed by the parasitic soul, a rickety sight appeared before my eyes.

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"If there is an afterlife ... I will definitely not be a human again."

Zhao Xiangzhi's voice was muddy and powerful, penetrating the wide sky above the village.

There was a roar of laughter, mixed with the sound of whistling.

"It really is a killer!"

"He knows that he is not human!"

The butcher was also laughing, and even the machete in his hand was too unstable to laugh. When the last one was cut, Zhao Xiangzhi hid aside. The machete only cut off one of his neck skins.

Zhao Xiangzhi said nothing, covered his neck, stood up and started running away.

The crowd immediately hissed and agitated.

"It's over! He ran away!"

"Can't let him run away!"

"Can't let the killer run away, everyone, catch up quickly!"

As a result, Zhao Xiangzhi ran desperately in front, and a group of people ran after him.

Zhao Xiangzhi tried his best to feed, ran forward desperately, and finally ran to his own home, locked the gate outside the yard, and no one could enter.

So a group of people stared outside the house. There is a young and strong man who wants to climb up from the fence, but helplessly the fence is too high, even if he climbs up, there is no way to jump down and grab the second dog. A group of villagers had to wait outside to discuss ways.

I don't know which one first said, "Let it go."

There was an echo immediately, "Yes, yes! Let's set fire!"

"Set fire to the demon's house!"

It didn't take long for the villagers to find firewood, lit it, and throw it one by one in the yard. The flames quickly burned, and the hens at Zhao Ergou's house started giggling constantly, all of them turned into roast chicken.

Zhao Xiangzhi curled up in the yard, and the whole neck and even his face were stained with blood red. He painfully wanted to stand up, but couldn't escape from the fire, but eventually fell to the ground and was devoured by the tongue of fire.

The fire burned for three days and three nights, and it was not over until everything in Zhao Ergou's house was burned. The villagers always talked about it. They passed it on from one generation to the next. The old man passed on to his children, and the children told the children. It was said that that night, an evil demon was burned to death in the blazing fire. The villagers who set the fire that day were all heroes.