The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 490 is ecstasy, the ancestors resurrection

Shen Laozi and Shen Zongyao hanged the mirror of the evil spirits that had been opened, and the clothes were covered with evil spirits and exorcism symbols.

The old man held a white candle in his left hand, a cane in his right hand, and Shen Zongyao stunned Shen Xiaoyu. The two entered the Wan Ghosts.

In this method, the suffocating atmosphere is very strong. Among the Shen family, only the oldest Shen dynasty and the well-qualified Shen Zongyao can resist the squad.

The two talents had just entered the battle, and the candlelight turned into a secluded green in a flash. The green candlelight swayed wildly, and it took a while to stand still.

The white body of the candle was wrapped in a piece of paper and it was a ghost.

Surrounded by the wind and the wind, they screamed from the two people, but because the two of them were not close.

噔, 噔, 噔.

Father Shen’s crutches squat on the stone steps, making loud and even echoes, and there are some creeps in this gloomy place.

At first, everyone could see the figure of the two. As the two went down, the darker the inside, they could only see the green candlelight at the bottom of the pit, and the footsteps of the two. And the sound of the crutches has not been heard.

Shen Guangbi stared at the huge pit with a worried look.

He really wants to replace his father, but he is not at home, and he can't stand the suffocating and yin of this gang of ghosts.

I don't know which of the younger generations swallowed, and some feared the earth: "Can the ancestors really resurrect?"

No one answered his words because no one knew the answer.

Shen Laozi and Shen Zongyao walked into the bottom of the pit along the stone steps. The bottom of the pit became more and more suffocating. The strong yin wind almost blows off the charms of the two people. Fortunately, there is a magical mirror town, and the wind is big and the wind is too big. Will not leave.

Father Shen approached the candle and saw the coffin in the corner. The coffin is covered with copper coins and used for gathering.

The candlelight will make the coffin cage a layer of green faint light, and it looks more and more sensational. Shen Zongyao, who walks behind, can't help but shudder.

"Old ancestors, Shen family and future generations to give you a tonic." Shen old man stopped in front of the coffin, a look of awe.

"Zong Yao, take the tonic soon."

Shen Zongyao put down the living person on his shoulder and saw Shen’s father scratching the girl’s wrist with his nails. Then, the bright red blood fell on the lid.

The sound of ticking ticks broke the wind and it was exceptionally clear.

Shen Zongyao could not help but swallow a slobber, whispered: "Grandfather, perhaps not too much blood, it is better to leave this girl a life."

Shen’s father slammed down and sighed. “Shut up! What do you know? These genital girls are all short-lived, I just let them die a few years ago and make them worth the money!”

Shen Zongyao was silent, no more buzzing.

Then, the father broke through the girl's other wrist, and also cut the neck with a sharp weapon. The blood suddenly rushed out of the big stock, fell on the cover, and dyed the cover with a layer of bright red. Striking color.

When it was almost over, Shen’s father threw the girl to the side.

The two waited quietly, waiting for the smell of blood to penetrate into the coffin, and the sweet taste filled the whole coffin.

After about ten minutes, Shen’s father suddenly said, “Zong Yao, come over and help me open.”

Shen Zongyao’s look changed slightly. “Grandfather, what if you really want to open?”

"Open, of course, open!" Shen’s father put the candle aside and he could not wait to move his hand.

The soul of the soul has been loosened, and the two directly pulled out.

This soul is more loose than they think, as if someone had already pulled them out one step at a time, and then poked them in vain.

When the seven fixed soul nails left the cover, Shen Laozi and Shen Zongyao pushed open the cover.

In the meantime, an old age of death came.

The two saw the people in the coffin and lost their hearts.

It has been dead for thousands of years, but the body in the coffin has been preserved intact.

The man wore a white ancient robes, and his face was beautiful. He lay quietly in the coffin, his skin was white and jade, his lips were bright red, and he seemed to have just smoked blood.

This person looks so quiet and beautiful, as if he just slept, and this sleep is a thousand years.

"Old ancestors, this is the ancestor!" Shen Laozi was excited after he passed away. "Zong Yao, you see no, this is the ancestor of our Shen family legend!"

"Old ancestors, please wake up, wake up! Shen Jiazi Sun is willing to offer you the best tonic, just ask you to wake up and lead me to re-emerge!"

Shen Shen’s **** Shen Shen said for a long time, Shen Zongyao next to him suddenly grabbed his arm, his voice trembled. “Grandfather, the ancestors just seemed to move.”

Shen’s father’s eyes sparkled brightly, staring at the people in the coffin.

Sure enough, he saw the ancestor's eyelids move, and the eyeballs under the eyelids slowly turned.

Slowly, the man who died for thousands of years opened his eyes and his dark eyes looked at his head.

Father Shen was overjoyed, and he slammed his head in the coffin, and his ancestors kept reading.

After Shen Zongyao, he followed and squatted down and bowed his head. "Congratulations to the resurrection of the ancestors."

The ancestors sat up stiffly, and their eyes turned slightly and fell on them.

The gaze made the scalp numb.

After a long time, the man suddenly opened his mouth. "...you, come over."

Because he didn't speak for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse.

When Father Shen heard this, he seemed to hear what the sound of nature was.

It is true, the ancestors are really resurrected! This is not that he is dreaming!

Father Shen quickly slammed his legs and moved with tears. "Old ancestor! Your ancestors are finally alive!"

The old ancestor raised his hand, it is estimated that there was no activity for a long time, his movements were somewhat slow, but in the next moment, his right hand slammed the neck of Shen’s father.

Father Shen stunned his eyes in horror, "cough, old, ancestors."

His incomparable ancestor was finally resurrected, but at this time the man looked at him with a look of the dead, and the hoarse voice smashed his eardrum. "You know, everything has a cause, you have fruit, you There are countless killings, and this is the cause. You are blaming for death. This is fruit."

At first, he spoke a little bit, but slowly it was no different from ordinary people, and his voice was not so harsh.

"Old ancestors... I am, yes... for you." Shen’s father struggled to squeeze out a few broken sounds from his throat.

The old ancestors looked at him blankly, and his eyes were dead. "I didn't intend to resurrect before. You are doing these sinister things. I am too lazy to manage. Now that I am resurrected, these karma have to be returned by yourself. I want to give you this ancestor to you?"

After saying this, his eyes were sharp and his hand was lightly received, so he cut off the neck of Shen’s father.

Shen Zongyao squatted on the side, watching it fall to the ground, the neck had been pinched off, only the old man who was connected with the flesh, the body was cold, and the body could not help but tremble.

Are they resurrected to be the ancestors of Shen’s family?

Why did he think that Shen Jiafei tried his best to resurrect only a monster...