Xinhao turned his head and looked at the man in black robe. He saw that he was sitting very straight, just as all joints of his body were clamped by wooden boards, very strangely stiff. It looked like it was like the one covered in the man in the black robe was not a person, but a corpse, a walking corpse.

Xinhao's body suddenly had a cold war. In March, no matter what, the weather has turned hot, and he has not suffered from wind and cold recently, so why did he shiver?

Xinhao looked at the man in black again and found that he was also staring at him. Under the cloak, a face without any anger appeared. His godless eyes were staring at Xinhao's face, and he had goosebumps on his face.

This guy is not a human! Xinhao finally woke up. His stiff body, lifeless face, and the uneven distribution of corpse spots on his face fully demonstrated that he was a corpse, a corpse that had been refined by someone.

Xinhao's left hand quietly stretched out to the left back waist of the dagger. The corpse was coming to find him. No matter what, he could not lead "him" to the school. The consequences were unimaginable.

When Xinhao's left hand just held the handle of the dagger, the "man in black robe" laughed strangely, jumped up and pounced on Xinhao.

Xinhao quickly took out the dagger with his left hand and threw the chopsticks in his hand as a hidden weapon with his right hand. When Xinhao was in the mountains, the eldest brother taught him the techniques of hidden weapons, including angle, strength, various natural factors and the hundreds of hidden weapons. The eldest brother also said at that time that, in fact, any thing at hand can be turned into a hidden weapon to shoot out. Xinhao was half-believing and half-doubted at that time, and he used it today.

Two chopsticks undoubtedly hit the corpse, but the corpse did not pause or acted very painful because the chopsticks just inserted into the lungs of "his" and normal people had long been lying down to call their ancestors.

But the corpse was different. Not only was it not knocked back, but the speed was faster. The distance was not far away. As he was approaching Xinhao, Xinhao had to cross the dagger forward and blocked it in front of his chest. He quickly took out the other dagger with his right hand and stabbed forward.

It took a lot of words, but in fact, everything was done in just a few seconds. Xinhao felt a strong force coming from his arm, and at the same time, his right hand felt like it was piercing. It seemed that the dagger had stabbed in. Then, he was pressed to the wall by the corpse and stuck his neck.

Xinhao originally wanted to bite the tip of his tongue and give the corpse a mouthful of blood, but then he thought that ghosts are different from corpses. Ghosts are afraid of yang, so they dare to come out to move at night, and they honestly avoid the sun during the day. And corpses are different. Corpse can come out day and night, so even if the yang blood can be sealed for a while, it cannot be sealed for a lifetime. If you want to destroy him, you can only burn him clean or remove eight pieces of them to make powder.

Unfortunately, now that he was pressed to the wall and strangled his neck. Thinking about it, he was about to die. He was a little unwilling to accept it. Xinhao suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from the dagger in his right hand, and then he felt that all the air in his body was pulled away. Then with a "bang", the corpse in front of him was blown up in a mess, which means that the corpse was trained to disappear into the world.

Xinhao spread his butt on the ground, all his anger was pulled away, and he had to rest. Xinhao looked at the mess on the ground and secretly thanked that if it weren't for the favor of the ancestor, he might have become the one in front of him, and it might be even worse than the death of this...

Xinhao glanced at the mess and saw a piece of talisman paper. Xinhao forced himself to hold up and saw that he picked up the piece of talisman paper and put it on his nose and smelled it, and a bloody rushing towards his nose.

"It seems a bit familiar." Xinhao put the talisman paper close to his body, intending to show his master what it is, and he hid his dagger by the way. If someone came, he would have a weapon on his hand and could not wash it clearly. So, the boss and the chef were both timid and hid in the kitchen and did not dare to come out. No passers-by saw it on a walk, which was a good thing for Xinhao.

Ten minutes later, the police were loudly heard outside, and many policemen came from outside, surrounded the place and were kicked open. Several people in police uniforms rushed in with guns. Xinhao looked up and saw that although the guns they were holding were ordinary Type 92 pistols, there were many talismans engraved on the guns.

"There is no danger, there is a young man at the scene, and a pile of flesh and blood." A policeman said a few words with the walkie-talkie.

"You are safe now, but the regulations stipulate that you still have to go with me and record your confession."

"Okay, get me a stretcher. I don't seem to be able to leave now and I'm bored."

"Call a stretcher, the victim can't get up."

Xinhao was so frustrated that when did he become a victim... But thinking about it, he was almost strangled to death...

In this way, Xinhao was sent to the hospital first. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor gave him a full-body examination and confirmed that he had no problems, he arranged a ward for him and got glucose.

Xinhao was thinking about something, but when he pushed the door of the ward, the police officer who had just "rescued" him came in, holding a pen and a small book in his hand. It seemed that he was here to record his confession.

The police officer went to the stool beside the bed and opened the notebook.

"Hello, let me introduce myself first. My name is Liu Gang. You can call me Officer Liu or Brother Liu."

"Hello, Brother Liu."

"Yeah, can you tell me what other than?"

"kindness"

Xinhao told the story at that time, but naturally covered up a lot of things. No one saw it anyway, and his words really convinced Officer Liu.

"Okay, let's ask here today. I'll come again tomorrow. You can rest first." Officer Liu smiled and closed the book and walked out of the ward.

After seeing that no one would come again, Xinhao reached into the quilt and took out a piece of talisman paper, which was the blood talisman I took from a small restaurant just now.

"Master, what do you think?"

"Use blood as a talisman and blood as an array eye. I can only say that this is a arrogant guy." The space beside Xinhao's bed was twisted, and a man with white hair and white hair in his hand appeared in the ward.

"What should I do?"

"Cool"

"Forehead"

"You kid is pretty good. You know how to put things in place. The policeman just now was not an ordinary policeman. His gun was carved with a talisman that was specially designed to deal with evil things."

"Yeah, it seems to be a special department."

"You can do it yourself. You can solve this problem this time. It's just right to practice you. After practicing you for so long, it's time to try it."

"good"

After Bai Yi finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot.

Xinhao stuck out his tongue and turned his head to look at the watch. It was almost twelve o'clock. Xinhao thought to himself: What's the situation? Time passed so quickly. I remember it was only six o'clock when I came out... This...

In fact, after Xinhao arrived at the hospital, he went through a series of examinations and took three hours to complete. In addition, he was confused for a while and then left for two hours. Finally, with the time to record the confession, the time was almost the same.

"It's time to practice for a while." Xinhao got up and sat cross-legged, made seals with his hands below his navel, touched his thumbs, and began to meditate and practice.

What Xinhao practices is called Ziwu sitting. As the name suggests, it practices at midnight or noon, and now it happens to be in midnight.

As soon as Xin Hao practiced, he condensed his energy into his eyebrows. He gradually felt his forehead swelling, and then his mind moved, and a golden glowing ball slowly "walked" out between his eyebrows.

Then, Xinhao's heart moved downwards, and felt that the Danzhong area gradually swelled, and a small golden ball also "walked" out of the Danzhong area.
Chapter completed!