Bai Huo felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat. Zhuang Xiaodie hurriedly supported him and took out a napkin from her pocket.
He took the tissue and it was soaked with blood.
Bai Huo thanked Zhuang Xiaodie and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I feel a strong force impacting Lily's body.
She wants us to kill her.
She keeps repeating the liar.”
"He's already dead, how can you kill him?" Zhuang Xiaodie looked at Lily's face, and the twitching feeling in her stomach appeared again.
Su Qingyu stared at Lily: "Insufficient information may require us to destroy the wax figure, or other methods may be used."
Now, only White Fire can communicate with the wax figure.
The sound effects in Su Qingyu's ears never stopped. ..
At this moment, they are all walking on the edge of a knife.
Su Qingyu felt that the wax figure in the exhibition hall was moving again.
"Have you noticed? The wax figure is approaching us." Su Qingyu scanned the surroundings with the flashlight on his mobile phone.
The dim light can only barely illuminate.
Zhuang Xiaodie looked around in horror: "Found it."
The wax figures are blurry and stand next to each other in the dark exhibition hall.
It was as if they were not exhibits of the wax show, but guests visiting the wax show.
Su Qingyu and others were surrounded by wax figures.
The wax figure was clearly still the whole time, but in the blink of an eye, it started to move.
We must achieve a quick resolution.
Su Qingyu leaned over and asked the injured Bai Huo: "How are you? Can you still have contact?"
Bai Huo nodded, then extended a hand to Su Qingyu: "I need cinnabar and yellow paper."
Before, in the villa near the church, during the game of the Saint, when Su Qingyu lent out paper money for the dead, she took away Bai Huo’s ritual props.
Considering the overall situation, Su Qingyu returned some of the things to Bai Huo.
Bai Huo moved his hand slightly, and the yellow paper floated in the air. He dipped the brush in cinnabar and quickly wrote the talisman on the yellow paper.
Su Qingyu seemed to see a circle of golden light flashing around the edge of the words.
There really is a mysterious power.
Su Qingyu felt that Bai Huo should not be a "scholar" but a charlatan.
Bai Huo wrapped the talisman around his own hand, and then touched the wax figure with his hand wrapped with the yellow talisman.
“Ask Lily, who is the liar
Did she see the Son
Why do you want us to kill her?" Su Qingyu felt that she had miscalculated. Bai Huo was a scholar, and she should have asked Bai Huo to improve Lily's favorability, which would have been more conducive to their communication.
White Fire touched Lily and felt the violence in the wax figure's body.
He tried to communicate with Lily.
Then repeat what Lily said.
“Everyone out there is a liar, including you!
You have known about the existence of pollution for a long time, but you treat us as part of the game.
What is the difference between us and you
This is clearly the real world, but we are drawn inside the circle and you are drawn outside the circle!
I thought I knew much more than other people in this town, but... the one who knows half the truth is the most foolish person.
Holy water is not a gift from God at all, but an industrial product from the outside world.
The Son and the Daughter were both victims.