This shocked Lin Jiusheng, the soul-calling lamp has a big background, it can summon the souls of the undead, and can even bring the dead souls into the underworld.
Lin Jiusheng would not think that these soul-recalling lamps appeared here, that Jiuye and others wanted to take the human soul to the underworld.
Judging from what happened, Lin Jiusheng had no good feelings about Jiuye, and he would not do such a thing.
The more I remembered it, Lin Jiusheng felt more nervous in his heart, even a single lamp, but now there are so many lamps.
"What the hell is this Jiuye going to do?" Lin Jiusheng murmured, feeling very nervous.
"Lao Jiu, what's wrong with you, why didn't you just go down the mountain and you didn't want to stay home." Old Qian patted Lin Jiusheng, and he woke him up all at once.
"It's okay." Lin Jiusheng came back to his senses and waved him at the old Qian. He still didn't want to explain to the old Qian.
With so many soul-contracting lamps, many people have been killed by the nine masters.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng cautiously walked forward.
When I was a child, Lin Jiusheng also wanted to be a hero when he heard that the old Jiuling Taoist said that he was a hero who robbed the rich and helped the poor.
Now that Jiuye has done so many bad things and lighted so many soul lamps, this person must be removed.
Otherwise, more people would die, just because this incident involved him, now it's okay, there is him without me, and I don't have him.
Lin Jiusheng thought to himself that when he walked over the mountain, he made some pointed tree forks. Compared with sharp knives, these pointed tree forks were naturally not weak.
While Jiuye was asleep, I gave him a fork, no matter what the background, he would have his life to go to the west.
When he reached the door of the room, Lin Jiusheng glanced inward, the light was already turned off.
Seeing this, Lin Jiusheng felt relieved and pushed the door, which was already closed.
"Lao Jiu above." Lao Jiu pointed to Lin Jiusheng and said to Lin Jiusheng.
Lin Jiusheng looked at the place where the old Qian was pointing, and there was a big smoke rushing from it, falling from the top, leading directly to the house.
Fortunately, the front is the second floor square, and there is a big tree behind the house. When they climbed the big tree, the two people jumped towards the big tree.
With a "bang", the two fell
On top of the square.
The movement that made Lin Jiusheng and Lao Qian looked at each other, cold sweat broke out from their backs, and the two stood on the roof for a long time. Seeing that there was no movement below, the two were relieved for a long time. Tone.
"Quickly, don't make too much movement." Lin Jiusheng said in a low voice.
The old money nodded, and the two of them rushed towards the smoke, bowed their heads and looked down at the smoke. The smoke is quite big, at least one can get through.
Lin Jiusheng and Lao Qian went down towards the Yan Chong, and stepped on both sides of the Yan Chong, slowing down their decline.
After spending some effort, the two people slipped under Yan Chong and climbed out directly.
He and Lao Qian had the same faces as the big tabby cat, their faces were already dark.
The two dared not turn on the lights at all, but fortunately, there was moonlight these days, and they could see the way with the moonlight.
Turning to see, it's no wonder that the smoke is too big, this pot is also terribly big, it should be used for cooking for many people.
"Lao Jiu, this!" Old Qian said to Lin Jiusheng in a low voice, pointing to the inside of the room.
Lin Jiusheng looked at the place where Old Qian was pointing, and there was a room on his left, which seemed to be a bedroom.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng lifted his foot and followed Old Qian towards the front room.
He walked with extreme care. After the two men held tree forks in their hands, they walked to the room and looked at the people lying there, their breathing became rapid.
To be honest, Lin Jiusheng killed a lot of evil spirits, but this person had never killed him. If it weren't for Jiuye and others who were determined to take their own lives, he wouldn't be like that.
"Kill." Lin Jiusheng yelled in a low voice, stabbing the tree fork in his hand.
When this tree fork pierced in, no blood spattered out. Lin Jiusheng was stunned at this moment, which made it clear that it shouldn't be.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng hurriedly stretched out his hand, grabbed the quilt, and when he pulled the quilt hard, he found that there was no one at all, only a paper person.
The paper man had been pierced by a tree fork, and under the moonlight, the paper man looked terrifying.
"Oops, we got the trick." Lin Jiusheng yelled, his face a little dark.
, Bowed his head slightly.
At the moment when he lowered his head, Lin Jiusheng noticed that there were several more shadows on his back. These shadows were different in height, making him a little flustered.
"Old Qian, go quickly." Lin Jiusheng roared and ran forward.
The moment he ran, he only felt a chill in his back, followed by a pain in his arm.
Turning to see, blood splashed, a paper man tilted his head and grinned at Lin Jiusheng. The paper man was holding a dagger in his hand.
"After all the gates, why not sneak in when you come to my yard."
Hearing this voice, Lin Jiusheng gave a thud in his heart, how could he not understand who was speaking.
His face was a little heavy, Lin Jiusheng couldn't care about anything, holding the tree fork in his hand, his eyes swept around.
The moonlight shone on the faces of the paper men. The faces of these paper men were green with horror smiles, their bodies were very thin, and they were wearing shrouds.
Holding daggers one by one, tilting their necks, looking at Lin Jiusheng and Lao Qian, their expressions were indescribably weird.
Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath, he was very nervous in his heart, and he didn't know what to do with this situation.
Old Qian's hand holding the fork shook, and he looked at Lin Jiusheng eagerly, knowing that it would be useless to say anything now.
"Old Qian, are you afraid?" Lin Jiusheng turned his head and whispered to Old Qian.
"Fear... afraid of a mallet!" Old Qian swallowed his saliva and shouted.
"Okay!" Lin Jiusheng nodded and smiled, holding the fork tightly, and rushing forward, aiming at the nearest paper man in front.
Without saying any extra words, he stabbed directly.
Following Lin Jiusheng's actions, Old Qian picked up the fork, and rushed towards him, stabbing the paper man with the fork in his hand.
"Lao Jiu, I was stabbed." Old Qian said loudly, his tone of indescribable joy.
At this moment, the stabbed paper man's hand suddenly stretched out, with a dagger in his hand, directly piercing the old money's heart.
Old Qian couldn't react at all, he was dumbfounded when he looked at him, he stood there, and didn't know where to go.
Lin Jiusheng was anxious, if he was stabbed, Da Luo Jinxian would not be able to save him and he would go directly to the underworld.
(End of this chapter)