Qin Shou was almost crying. I saw the mist in his eyes, but unexpectedly, the dry-grain stick slowly let go of his hand and looked at Qin Shou. Qin Shou couldn't cry immediately and almost scared him.

"Ah!" Qin Shou roared wildly, his hands trembled, and he wanted to pull back his hands holding the dry-grain stick, but he finally barely regained his sanity and knew that this was his brother.

"I hurt so much." The dry-grain stick covered with blood vessels kept twitching, and the extremely ferocious and bright red lips opened and closed, and there were streams of blood flowing down the normal neck.

Qin Shou's eyes were about to bulge out, and he kept swallowing his saliva. But he could only grit his teeth and comfort the dry stick: "Brother, I'll take you to the hospital right away! Immediately!"

"It's useless." I took out a few bottles of medicine my grandfather gave me in my bag, beat a decisive talisman on the dry-material stick, and then applied medicine to him.

"His face has been peeled off by the ghost. Even the doctor cannot handle it!" Xiaobao said coldly, pointing to the various faces on the shelf over there, "You go and recognize it and see which one is his."

When Qin Shou heard this, he ran to the other side in confusion. When he saw the things on the shelves, his face was dissatisfied. This guy gritted his teeth and searched on the shelves, and finally looked at the four basins on the top.

"Here!" Qin Shou breathed, turned his head, looked at me in horror, and said without tears: "There are the faces of Qinglong, Wang Erhu, and Xiao Baiyang."

As he said that, this guy looked at the three guys who had just woken up and were still confused.

"These three are them, except for their faces, and other models!" Qin Shou stretched out his hand to touch the four basins, but after he touched the basin with trembling hands, he suddenly shrank back and looked at me cryingly.

"It's useless! Get out of here!" Xiaobao curled his lips and saw me nodding. He was so angry that all four basins fell in front of us.

"Yuwei, Xiaobao, help protect the Dharma! If you drag it down, these four guys will die!" I took a deep breath, took out three copper bowls, and threw three special copper coins into the bowl. This copper coins are different from ordinary evil-exorcist copper coins and Five Emperor coins. They are the inheritance of my ghost veins, something called ghost coins.

After lit three green incense sticks and set the altar, I used the Benthian Sword to lift the skin of the dry-grain stick, which was still on his face. The medicine powder applied to his face before suddenly evaporated and made a wavy sound.

I took out a cinnabar brush, drew talismans on his face, and then relaxed slightly, asking Yuwei to help him take the man to the ground and asked Tian Weimin to send him to the hospital urgently.

My life spell can only keep the skin of this guy, Dry Rod, alive, and not die soon. Most of the medicines can only stop bleeding and produce saliva. Only yi can be able to retract muscles and bones, and temporarily stick to his skin.

If the hospital cannot fully recover, he will have to face a face that cannot move at will for the rest of his life. It is like severe facial paralysis, stiff and unnatural.

It can only depend on their own luck! Being able to save your life is considered a blessing.

After Yuwei left, I did not use the same trick again, but directly drove away the residual ghosts on Wang Erhu and the other two. Three faint black smoke appeared on several faces, which were blown away by my palm.

At this time, Yuwei had returned. I asked her and Han Xin and her two daughters to bring three faces and go to the ground.

The two girls Han Xin were so scared that they couldn't even speak. Fortunately, Xiaobao and the others had seen each other, otherwise they would have to be even more frightened. They were far away from Yu Wei and didn't dare to look at the things that were hit in a basin. The two of them were wearing shoulders and sweating all over.

"Xiaobao, destroy these faces!"

The only one left in the underground secret room is me and Xiaobao. I asked Xiaobao to deal with the skin on the shelf, while I looked coldly at the face on the ground that fell from the dry-material stick.

"Hmph, no matter how you were stripped of your face at the beginning, but now you are still coming out to harm others, and it is not allowed by nature!"

I was so angry that I sank my dantian, and my face trembled slightly, and then a blurry black shadow floated out of my face, forming a human form, but there were no facial features or anything else. It was like a dark shadow.

"Great immortal, great immortal, great immortal, this is all done by the Yin King!" The dreamy voice was filled with fear.

King Yin?

I raised my eyebrows.

"Brother, he is the guy who was killed by my sister and I outside before. He has the strongest spiritual energy and is a tough character. However, Yin Ling's cultivation is extremely slow. Although that thing has been practicing for decades, it is no match for me at all."

Xiaobao hummed, a little proud.

Yin spirit, not the soul, is a residual thought, slowly transforming in the world, gradually giving rise to independent consciousness

This thing cannot be reincarnated, either dissipated between heaven and earth, or cultivated into the legendary spiritual immortal and turned into a human form.

My eyes are cold. Since I can't exist in the world, I will never be lenient!

This already injured ghost was swung away by my palm.

After Tian Weimin knew the cause and effect, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. Gancai Shang and Qin Shou had already gone to the hospital.

Tian Weimin took a few policemen and followed Yuwei and I to the bottom of the well again.

After searching for this time, we found that this underground secret room was actually a secret interrogation room. Looking at the remains of your face and some torture instruments, we initially judged that these were all left in the war. Each of the wreckage in those rooms was the first major criminal. These hateful departments actually took down the faces of those major criminals with evil magic and saved them, becoming an amazing mask of human skin.

Decades later, the human skin mask was connected to the spirit, and the Yin spirit was formed

In order to completely solve the problems, I once again did the ritual ritual, driving away the yin energy and residual souls of this underground secret room.

Only after watching the police force find the engineering team and start to cover the well, Tian Weimin and I felt relieved.

"I didn't expect that Yikoujing actually made us sacrifice a colleague." Tian Weimin's eyes dim.

I shook my head helplessly, then looked at the contractor of the engineering team.

This man is about forty years old and has a rich face, but he has a ghostly aura on his body and his eyes are a little distracted. It seems that he has encountered dirty things recently.

"This person is called Ma Dawei, who specializes in carrying out these strange construction demolitions." Tian Weimin saw that I was interested in this contractor and spoke up.

"By the way, they are taking over the demolition project of your old building at this time."

Tian Weimin's words made me think. Even Yuwei looked at the construction team curiously and frowned slightly.

After waiting for the night, the engineering team finally filled the place where the secret had been preserved for decades. I set up a simple soul-locking array at the original wellhead without hesitation.

After finishing, I followed Tian Weimin to the morgue, personally saved the policeman, summoned his soul, wrote down a story for him, and sent him to the underworld.

With this letter of confusion, this person will be treated preferentially whether he is in the underworld or in the reincarnation.
Chapter completed!