Super thriller live broadcast

The picture on the mobile phone screen of the underworld show is very terrifying, haunted by infant spirits. Those young souls full of resentment that are stranded here are all crawling towards me at this time.

If it hadn't been for the shock of the Ksitigarbha Sutra, these infant spirits might have gotten into my body and sucked all my yang energy dry.

"There are too many." There was more than one thing crawling on my back, and the feeling of being grabbed by small hands made me stand on my back.

"Eight breaths left."

I gritted my teeth, stepped forward, raised my phone and looked at the cubicle.

The infant spirits opened their mouths, revealing a few tips of their teeth. They grinned ferociously, spitting out resentment and yin energy, crawling around in every corner of the house.

The Yin Qi was raging and my vision was blocked. I used my chasing eyes to barely see the image on the screen.

The preparation room is about fifteen square meters. There are ghostly drawings and talismans taped to the four corners. The talismans are like blood solidified on the dusty talisman paper. It seems that no one has entered this room for a long time.

The house was dilapidated, there were talismans, and there were a large number of infant spirits. I had already guessed these before entering, but only one thing exceeded my expectations.

Reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra orally, I walked into the strong Yin Qi. Although the house was only a dozen square meters, it felt like a large deep lake with no end in sight.

Every step I took would cause biting waves to splash, and the faint golden light formed by the Buddhist scriptures would flicker. I gritted my teeth and walked a few steps inward, and finally arrived at the center of the room.

It was a very ordinary wooden table, painted with light yellow paint. It looked out of place in this room, as if it had been moved from another department.

The wooden table itself has nothing worth talking about. What caught my attention was the woman lying flat on the wooden table.

The body was stretched out in a large shape, lying flat on the wooden table without a trace of dignity.

There were signs of being tied up on her ankles and wrists, but there were no ropes or chains in the house. She must have been dead for a long time. Her arms were weak and drooping. Her coat was not damaged, but there were obvious signs of being torn on it, which seemed to be After being forcibly untied, he put it back on again. It looked nondescript and several buttons were fastened in the wrong position.

"What is hidden in the deepest part of the abortion room is not a baby spirit, but a woman?" With four breaths left, before I left, I walked to the wooden table and watched the woman up close.

Her hair was hanging on the ground, and all ten of her fingers were pierced by very thin silver needles and firmly fixed on the table. Looking at the rest of her body, basically all joints and acupuncture points were pierced by silver needles.

"Who did it? Silver needle pricking acupuncture points, this is definitely not something that Western medicine can master." Since the talisman appeared on the wall, the matter is no longer a simple case of murder and child kidnapping. There must be something behind this maternal and child health care center. Some extremely evil sect stands.

I looked at the dense silver needles all over the woman's body, counted her heartbeats, and quickly exited the preparation room, running to the outside without looking back.

The talisman on that room had great restrictions on the infant spirit. After I left, the infant spirit lying on my body was captured by the talisman and did not escape with me.

"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous!" I took a big breath of fresh air and sat cross-legged on the ground. I didn't care about Wang Yu on the side and started to meditate and restore my mind.

After running for a long day, the headache symptoms eased slightly. I got up and looked at my live broadcast room: "Is Master Tianxin still there? There was a woman nailed to the table with a silver needle in the third cubicle just now. I wonder if you have seen anything?"

"That woman must also be a ghost, right? I just saw that when the anchor passed by, her fingers kept moving and her pulse showed signs of waking up."

Teletubbies died of murder: "Staying with so many baby spirits all day long, if she were not a ghost, she would be the most pitiful."

"Yes, a living person is nailed to the table and used day and night for the infant spirit to vent its resentment. It is simply torture! I would rather guess that she is a ghost."

Jiao Liang: "Is the other party performing some kind of ritual? The little boy brought the anchor to this room. Do you think the woman nailed on the table could be the little boy's mother? I wonder if any water friends have observed it. That woman’s face, I guess she looks a lot like a little boy.”

"What you said above makes sense, but why was the little boy's mother nailed to the table and locked up with the infant spirit?"

The charming little bitch: "There is only one truth. I think I already understand the reason why this woman is trapped here."

Jiu Liang: "I would like to hear the details."

The bad girl Little A rewards the super thriller live broadcast room with 1 gold ingot: "Newcomers reporting, strong onlookers!"

The most elegant little bitch said: "Just now when the host entered the room, he moved his left leg first. He took four steps in total and took ten breaths. The closest distance to the wooden table at that time was 21.03 centimeters. I tilted the screen at a sixty-degree angle with my right hand and based on what I said above, I discovered a detail that none of you noticed."

This man's way of speaking was almost as paradoxical as Socrates's. I adjusted my breath while waiting for his next barrage.

The most elegant little bitch: "A woman is lying flat on a wooden table, with nothing to cushion her lower body, and her coat is opened to both sides. According to the actual measurement data in some documentaries, the coefficient of difference between the data when a woman is lying on her back and when she is lying on her back is about zero. Around 6 o'clock, from this I can tell you very responsibly..."

Normally, the live broadcast of barrages is very fast, but now there is not a single barrage, and tens of thousands of people are waiting for the final conclusion of this data analysis emperor.

"This woman's bust is at least 36D!"

I was caught off guard and didn't even mention it in one breath. I almost went crazy and there was a lot of curses in the live broadcast room.

"piss off!"

"Fuck you, you messed up my train of thought!"

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Suppressing the innate energy rushing in my Dantian, I looked at the live broadcast room with some fear. There was a mixed crowd of water friends, and I couldn’t believe everything they said. No, most of them couldn’t be trusted.

"Is Master Tianxin here? If you hear this, please deduct 1."

Master Tianxin: "Donor, the Buddha you want to ask has already told me the answer. What is lying on the wooden table is not a living person, nor is it a corpse. It is a special kind of ghost."

"If she was a ghost, why was she nailed to the table and placed with the infant spirit?"

"This is what I want to say is special about it." As soon as the true master Tianxin Tianxin spoke, the other water friends also fell silent: "Infant spirits cannot be tamed and are not as useful as imps. The compartment you just entered is It is used alone to seal infant spirits. If I read the talisman correctly, it should be the Moko Falling Spirit Formation. This formation is only for spirits. When you first enter, those infant spirits are desperately trying to enter your body. In order to occupy your body and escape from the great formation."

I shook my head: "Master, what does this Moko Formation have to do with that woman?"

"Moko means infinity, symbolizing pain and hell. All large formations require an eye. The eye that can suppress Moko's great formation must be able to withstand the impact of the resentment of the infant spirits. The number of infant spirits in the room There are so many that even I can't solve them here. Under normal circumstances, to suppress so many infant spirits, extremely rare treasures are needed. The organizer can't come up with such a thing, so he thought of an opportunistic way, using Ghosts will serve as the eyes of the formation."

"Ghosts act as formation eyes?" I have also dabbled in formation formation, but I have never heard of such a term.

Sweetheart Tianxin: "Ordinary ghosts are definitely not good. That woman must have been coerced during her lifetime. According to the wishes of the organizer, she took care of these infant spirits, and was later sacrificed and transformed into a kind of ghost after undergoing inhuman torture. The ghost that never enters reincarnation - the baby-feeding ghost. The "Satipaṇṭhāna Sutra" divides the world's ghosts into thirty-six types, and the baby-feeding ghost is one of them. The common characteristic of this ghost is that the eyes of his own child are printed deep in the eyes. The figure is holding a cloth bag filled with vague flesh and blood. It is muddle-headed and follows its instincts in life to serve the infant spirit. It is the only ghost that will not be attacked by the infant spirit."

After reading the barrage of Tianxin Sweetheart, I always felt that this description was a bit similar to the crazy woman feeding the little ghost. After asking, I found out that the crazy woman was in the process of being refined, but the little ghost had more resentment than an infant spirit. , the hatred is relatively small, so she keeps on living: "The other party is really good at planning. They use a large formation to trap the infant spirit and use the infant feeding ghost as the eye of the formation. The infant spirit will not take the initiative to attack the infant feeding ghost, so the formation is impregnable."