Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 484 Do you want to hell? (Down)

Little round face said proudly,

"Of course, Bi Xian said so powerfully!"

"Come, come, how do you do it."

"Say it quickly, if you convince you, you will know that you will have your appetite."

The small round face was pulled down, paper and pen were ready, and the position of the Eight Trigrams and various numbers were written on the paper-as well as the Chinese pinyin.

Lin Chou dared to guarantee his personality. This method is extremely immature and unprofessional.

What kind of ghost is put on the Chinese Pinyin, can the ghost be read ah oh eh?

At this time, you should draw a "Tap Dog Input Method" to make the pen fairy poke the keyboard absolutely scientific and efficient, and it can automatically recognize rare characters!

Even Miss Jiang was involved, a group of girls held their pens and talked.

"Ben Xian and Pen Xian, you are my past life and I am your current life."

"Ben Xian and Pen Xian, are you there, are you there, are you..."

The tall and thin man stared at the little round face,

"What do you mean by bringing echo effects in your mouth?"

Little round face was very embarrassed after being found,

"Ahem, I'm used to it, don't care about these details, let's continue."

The gods and gods babbled and danced, and after a period of confusion, the pen was broken, and the girls failed unexpectedly.

Xiao Yuan frowned and muttered.

"No, it's not easy to use, I saw those ancient books and movie materials clearly said that."

After thinking about it, the thin and tall reminded,

"Round face, did you remember any steps wrong?"

The little round face swears,

"No, I am definitely not mistaken. I have watched the twenty-eighth book of Bixian Horror several times,'Uncle Jiao in Hua Jiansisi's heart in the school of Bixian Horror, Revenge of Orange', I will never remember it wrong. of!"

"Ugh."

The unexpected failure made the girls very melancholy and kept complaining.

The small round face was almost crying, and the wronged person kept saying that he remembered correctly, and everyone must have read it wrong.

"How about we try again?"

"Okay, then do it again!"

As a group of girls regrouped, Shan Ye snorted coldly.

"You will never see ghosts in your life with this method, don't dream!"

As the saying goes, the girls were ridiculed by Shan Ye and immediately lost their belief in continuing.

The little round face exploded immediately,

"You, you nonsense! How can you do this, woo woo woo..."

she cried.

I cried very sadly, crying like the dream of a Slavic man who called "bia" on the ground with a scream, and danced on it for a whole scene in nail shoes.

"..."

Lin Chou had a terrible headache,

"Hey, Lord Shan, cry!"

Shan Ye grinned and chatted.

"Ahem, girl..."

"Uuuuu, badass! Leave you alone!"

"This...that..."

"You play triumphantly!"

Shan Ye's eyes rolled, he slapped his hands, and with a loud "pop", all the grievances of the small round face were scared back.

"You, you still want to kill people...oooooo..."

Huang Dashan is sweating profusely, what the fuck is daddy guilty of murder?

"Oh, don't cry! Grandpa Dashan tells you, what kind of tricks you want to use to hell, don't you know it at all?"

Little round face sobbed and said,

"Why, why is it wrong?"

Huang Dashan saw the effect and said immediately,

"Then the movie, can you take it seriously? It's outdated. Besides, you haven't seen the beginning of the movie with a paragraph like this,'this story is purely fictitious, and any similarity is purely coincidental'?"

"this..."

Xiao Yuan's face was suspicious, and Ewha said with rain and cuteness.

"It seems to be!"

Shan Ye rolled up his sleeves,

"Grandpa Da Shan has a very ancient and 100% successful method. Do you little girls dare to try it?"

"Cut, there is nothing to dare to do."

"Come here, touch my old lady's chest, and make sure that my heart doesn't accelerate at all."

Shan Ye swallowed his saliva, looked at the girl's turbulent ravine, and sighed that Mingguang's children are really well-nourished.

"Ahem, you wait."

Shan Ye got up and walked outside for a while and came in with a small bottle.

Pour the black and foul-smelling liquid in the bottle into a small disk, pinched a tripod with a wire to fix the disk on it, and lit a candle below.

She covered her nose with her little round face,

"This, what is this?"

Shan Ye sneered with a toothy sneer, with a sly face on his face.

"The ground vein has yin and yang, and the Yang ground Feng Shui is vigorous, and the bones are buried in it to bless future generations, and the well-being will last."

"In Yindi, it is the opposite. If the corpse is buried, the grievances will not be quelled and the bones will not rot, and it will do harm for thousands of years."

"This corpse oil is taken from the body of a living corpse buried in the shade. Tens of thousands of living corpses do not rot all year round, and only such a small bottle of corpse oil can be produced every three years."

"what!"

The girls had already believed the words of Lord Shan and were shocked.

"Corps, corpse oil?"

"Be scared. If you're scared, go home and eat milk and play some hell of a game."

"Who, who is afraid!"

"Just...that's, who is afraid that someone will be born to a puppy!"

Shan Ye snorted, and the corpse oil gradually emitted a weird blue-blue smoke, the smell was more pungent, and the eyes were spicy.

"It's too late to be afraid. You have already inhaled the fumes of corpse oil. If you exit halfway, you will be haunted by ghosts, and you will not be able to live."

The girls looked at each other, leaning against each other, their eyes very panic and helpless.

Huang Dashan went to the kitchen again and took a big old bowl out, and poured it into Qingquanshan with half a catty.

"Here, people who want to hell, let your bloodletter! At the end, drink your mixed blood and it will do."

A piece of ghost crying wolf howling, five minutes later.

Xiaoyuan's face was pale and shaky, and she looked as if she was losing too much blood and was about to go into shock.

The wound on her little finger was as large as 0.3 centimeters long, and the skin and flesh turned horribly, and a full drop of blood came out in just twenty-five seconds.

A group of girls share the joys and sorrows, all with their orchid fingers hanging above the big bowl, just like the little round faces, waiting for the blood to drip into the bowl, and the scent of wine at the height of Qingquan Mountain made their eyes almost weeping.

Xiao Yuan said with a dumb voice,

"Okay, okay, I think... I seem to be dying..."

Shan Ye looked at his watch and pinched his fingers.

"Morning! Wait! Each of you put five or six catties of blood, and then drink the blood. If there is no accident, you can see ghosts!"

Lin Chou's hands trembled, and the pot almost flew out.

"Oh."

Little round face reluctantly agreed.

After a while, the girls said suspiciously,

"Wait, how much blood did you just say?"

Shan Ye quietly backed away, his mouth almost reaching the roots of his ears

"Well, five or six catties are enough, no more, no more."

"..."