Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Puff, puff, puff~"

After all the black dog blood in the syringe was injected.

Zuo Yang only felt a terrifying bulging and shrinking movement in his neck.

The human-faced flesh ball was shaking wildly!

"You!!!"

"Human!!!"

"So! So it was the dirty blood you fed me before!"

"You are so brave!"

The facial features of the human face with a bitter smile were completely distorted at this moment.

After being injected with black dog blood, it seemed to be enduring great torture.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to climb onto my head?"

"You climb?"

Zuo Yang held his throat with both hands and pinched it hard to stop the tumor from sliding up, his words full of sarcasm.

"You!!! You!!!"

The human face opened its mouth wide, and it bulged up desperately.

But it seemed that because of the black dog blood, it would shrink quickly after swelling to a certain extent.

It was like a balloon replenishing and deflating air.

"Hmph~"

"I know you are different from other weirdos!"

"But sorry, I am also different from others!"

"I have plenty of life, let me bet with you!!!"

"Ka-ka-ka~"

With a fierce look on his face, Zuo Yang pinched his neck with all his strength.

"Uh...uh..."

The neck was strangled to purple, and Zuo Yang's face turned black and red due to the squeeze and congestion.

The human-faced meat bag on his neck also became congested and purple.

"You TM!"

"Are you TM crazy?"

"Injecting black dog blood, pinching yourself like this, aren't you afraid of death?"

Faced with Zuo Yang's crazy behavior, the bitter-smiling human face panicked.

Brother, who the hell is the weirdo?

"Come on!"

"Don't you want my body?"

"I want to see whether you will be strangled to death by me first, or I will die first!"

Zuo Yang knew it early as his hands became more and more powerful!

This bet of life was not between him, 037 and the old temple keeper, but between him and the bitter-smiled human face!

The bitter-smiled human face is different from other weird things. It has its own thoughts and can also devour weird things to grow.

It can even intrigue with people.

Compared with it, the "long-haired female ghost" and "paper ghost" are nothing at all.

The reason why the black dog blood was drawn instead of a drop at that time was because Zuo Yan had already thought of this step.

When the bitter-smiled human face tried to kill him, he said this.

"Black dog blood?"

"Unfortunately, I'm not afraid now!"

Zuo Yang remembered this sentence before he died!

So, he used black dog blood to avoid blood donation, and successfully tested with black dog blood that the ghost tree also rejected black dog blood.

This is enough to prove that the bitter-smiled human face in the ghost tree and ghost fruit stage is still afraid of black dog blood.

In the last death, the old temple keeper's "paper ghost" was eaten by the bitter-smiled human face, and the human was also killed by the bitter-smiled human face.

Even the long-haired female ghost behind was eaten by the bitter-smiled human face.

After eating two ghosts in a row, the bitter-smiled human face was no longer afraid of black dog blood.

Now, it is living in Zuo Yang, and Zuo Yang did not feed him any weirdness.

The only thing he gave was a syringe of black dog blood!

Zuo Yang was betting that this tube of black dog blood could suppress the bitter-smiled human face in the early stage!

"Ah~Ah~"

"Ah!!!"

"Human!!! This time, you win..."

"Just wait for me!!!"

"Sooner or later...sooner or later I will make you regret it!"

The tumor on the neck has turned black and purple due to squeezing, and Zuo Yang's eyes are whitened by the huge force of his hands.

Finally!

The bitter-smiled human face seemed to be unable to endure it, and a mass of tumor slowly wrinkled and flattened.

On Zuo Yang's neck, a human face with a bitter smile appeared, and he fell into a dead silence.

"Hu~Hu~Hu~"

Because of the long-term squeezing of his neck, Zuo Yang's eyes were already dark.

When he hurriedly let go of his big hand, his whole head could not bear the blood flow back instantly, his eyes turned black, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Woof~Woof~Woof~"

A voice of Xiao Moji came from his side.

Zuo Yang sat on the ground, his face full of surviving a disaster.

"Fuck!"

"I won the bet!"

The heart was fluctuating greatly.

Zuo Yang touched the face on his neck, and the wrinkled skin reminded himself all the time that this was not a dream!

The short-term blindness in front of him made Zuo Yang feel a little flustered.

Fortunately, he only heard the strange ballad of "Long-haired Female Ghost".

She didn't seem to want to do anything to him.

Near the hall, the sound of origami could be faintly heard.

Zuo Yang guessed that the old temple keeper's "paper ghost" had also revived.

Holding Xiao Moji, Zuo Yang stroked its limbs.

Because of the resurrection of the "paper ghost", the old temple keeper lost control of it, and Xiao Moji's paper-like forelimbs had also recovered.The cold wind at midnight blew in the temple.

I don't know how long it took, Zuo Yang slowly opened his eyes, and there was no human figure in front of him.

Whether it was the long-haired female ghost or the paper ghost.

Perhaps they were afraid of the "bitter smile", they all disappeared completely.

The huge yard was full of corpses covered with branches and bloody minced meat.

Looking at the temple that looked like hell, Zuo Yang was a little absent-minded.

Before coming here, this place was so longed for and so vibrant.

Just one night, it was already hell!

"This is..."

"A world where people eat people..."

With a sigh, Zuo Yang picked up Xiao Moji and walked towards the temple hall in a daze.

In the hall, the roots of the ghost tree were still tangled.

Zuo Yang looked at the ghost tree full of twisted human faces, his eyes flickered.

He had thought in his heart: "Can I trick another hundred people to come, so that I can get the second ghost fruit and hatch the second weird?"

But this thought was overturned by Zuo Yang himself after only a moment.

No other reason!

There are too many interfering factors!

First, the old temple keeper gathered a hundred people in the early stage of the weird revival.

Now he is alone, not to mention the invisible weird blocking the road outside the temple, where can he find these 100 people?

Second, he now has an "invalidated" weird host.

Zuo Yang thought, if he planted a second weird, would the second weird be invalidated and absorbed by the "bitter smile human face"?

"Fuck it!"

"Although this weird is strong, it has many flaws!"

Scratching his head, Zuo Yang looked at the ghost tree, and then looked at the back of [Yongde Temple].

Now, his next step should be to leave from the back of the courtyard and find a way out of the city.

"I don't know what the old temple keeper's escape route is..."

"Fuck!"

"It's still troublesome to be alone!"

Looking at the ghost tree, Zuo Yang's face was a little tangled.

To be honest, it's okay to escape alone.

After all, he is now a ghost tamer.

But...

This ghost tree is a treasure!

Just throw it here?

But if you don't throw it here, how can you carry such a big guy?

It's a headache.

"If it doesn't work, bury it and come back later?"

While thinking, there was a vibration in his chest.

[Sacrificing ghosts, weird, in exchange for certain information, equal benefits. ]

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in his mind.

Zuo Yang's expression paused!

The incense burner on his chest became hot!!!