Huang Rong stared at her eyes, and it looked like I was not carrying Miss Wan, but the lit explosive pack.&1t;/p>

I was about to hear him and put Miss Wan down, but Miss Wan's arms suddenly tightened my neck, and the force was so strong that it almost broke my neck.&1t;/p>

I thought she hadn't forgotten to kill me yet. Now she had a chance and wanted to attack me. I grabbed her arm and broke it hard. Her strength was not as strong as me, so I spread my arms and threw it to the ground.&1t;/p>

A bang sound came from the ground, shaking the ground trembled. I threw her off and looked down immediately. She was lying face down, and behind her, there was a clay Buddha.&1t;/p>

The size is similar to the backpack used for climbing mountaineering. The paint on the surface of the clay sculpture has almost peeled off. Strangely, the clay sculpture has no hands or feet, no five views on the face, and no broken mouth on it. It should have been deliberately carved like this when it was carved.&1t;/p>

"What is this?" I probably glanced at this clay sculpture, not thinking it was anything special or valuable, and it was worth Ms. Wan's carrying it all the time. I felt heavy just now, and it should be the weight of this thing.&1t;/p>

"I don't know, but it was covered in evil spirit, which made my hair stand up." Looking at Huang Rong's expression, it was indeed like a cat with hair blown. He stared at the clay sculpture on the ground, his shoulders were tight, and he did not relax at all because I threw it off.&1t;/p>

Miss Wan moved, supported her arms, hit the ground with her palms and knees, lowered her head and crawled at me for two steps. Huang Rong stretched out her hand and pulled me aside.&1t;/p>

Miss Wan's head was hanging down and dragged to the ground. From the perspective of standing, she could only see that the back of her head and head were clay sculptures. It was not for no reason, so she wanted to remind him not to disturb Gu Yu and Nie Zhe, at least not to do this before figuring out why they both wanted to play chess.&1t;/p>

I tried to gesture to him, as if I was playing a game about life and death. Guess, I don’t know if Huang Rong understood what I meant, but just saw him nodding at me.&1t;/p>

As soon as Huang Rong left, Mijiale looked at me. I noticed his gaze and looked at him. He covered his eyes with his hands, turned his head, and finally pointed at me.&1t;/p>

I reacted for a while before I realized that he wanted me to "close my eyes" or "turn my head". I still trusted him so I closed my eyes.&1t;/p>

Soon there was a rustling sound from the direction of the bus, and the sound was in circles. I felt funny. It turned out that he wanted to be convenient but couldn't get off the bus, so he had to solve the problem on the spot. I was afraid that I would stare at him, so I asked me to close my eyes.&1t;/p>

When the sound of water disappeared, I waited for a few more seconds before opening my eyes, but after I opened my eyes, I found that Mijiale and the driver were missing.&1t;/p>

I was not too surprised to think that Huang Rong might have taught him some invisibility. At this time, I heard the voice of Mijiale still coming from the bus location:&1t;/p>

"Sang Rou, I can speak out now. Master Huang said that using the spell he taught and the boy's urine can help us avoid the eyes of demons and evil spirits!"&1t;/p>

He had a little complacent and excited voice, but I was embarrassed inside. Now I couldn't see them. I guess I was one of the demons and evil spirits.&1t;/p>

In fact, strictly speaking, zombies are dead. There are often sayings about zombies and zombies in the people. This type of corpse should be considered evil spirits.&1t;/p>

I can't be happy at all when I figured out the truth, and I always feel that I've been forced to classify.&1t;/p>

Miss Wan heard the movement in the direction of the car and suddenly stretched out her head, as if she was carefully distinguishing the direction of the sound. Her long blocked her face, and I still couldn't see her expression. She only felt that her movements were mechanical and stiff, and she didn't look like a normal person at all.&1t;/p>

"I'm so tired... I'm carrying me..." She crawled towards the direction of the car with her palms and knees, muttering in a low voice as she climbed.&1t;/p>

Mijiale may not have enough confidence in his heart. When Miss Wan climbed into the car, he calmed down until Miss Wan climbed into the car and circled around the car twice, but had no intention of climbing onto the chassis. He then said tentatively:&1t;/p>

"Miss Wan, do you know who I am?"&1t;/p>

"I know... Of course I know...you--" Miss Wan's voice was very low, as if she was whispering, but with the word "you", her voice was thick and sharp, like a person with a smoky voice, and he stood up from the ground.&1t;/p>

But she turned her back to the car, that is, she faced the bus with a clay sculpture, her face facing the outside, just this angle allows me to see her expression clearly.&1t;/p>

She was smiling, squinting her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were raised. I wonder if it was my illusion, but I felt that her smile was deliberately smiling at me.&1t;/p>

Then she turned around suddenly and faced the bus. I couldn't see where she spewed out a black wind, and the black wind immediately swept the bus.&1t;/p>

With the impact of the black wind, Mijiale and the driver reappeared in my sight. Obviously, Huang Rong's spell was broken.&1t;/p>

I did not hesitate and immediately used mental attack, intending to knock Miss Wan out first. However, the mental attack hit her brain waves, and her brain waves were indeed quiet to a "sleepy", but her people were still standing in front of the car, showing no sign of falling.&1t;/p>

Carrying such a heavy clay sculpture, and in a coma, no one can stand, unless her body is not controlled by herself.&1t;/p>

This thought just came out, and a face suddenly grew in the clay sculpture in front of me. To be precise, it was the five views, and the eyes in the five views were looking straight at me.&1t;/p>

That was clearly Miss Wan's face, but if Miss Wan's face ran to the clay sculpture, then she...&1t;/p>

"Miss Wan - Miss Wan's face-" The driver's uncle screamed through the silent night sky. Among them, Miss Wan's status must be the highest, because there was obvious tension and concern in the driver's scream.&1t;/p>

With the driver's shout, the clay sculpture quickly appeared on the body, as if there were several invisible brushes, which painted its surface at the same time, adding bright colors to it.&1t;/p>

Red, black, blue, yellow... These bright colors turn into its clothes and ornaments, but its expression seems to be very dissatisfied, and it can even be said to be angry.&1t;/p>

Mijiale and the driver could not see the changes in the clay sculptures. The driver could not move, but Mijiale could move, but could not do anything to Miss Wan. I saw that he wanted to go to Miss Wan just now, but paused and withdrew his hand.&1t;/p>

If he thought Miss Wan was injured and needed treatment, then he would indeed hold Miss Wan and use his supernatural powers to help her, but Mijiale didn't do that.&1t;/p>

The driver was shouting at this time, asking Mijiale to help Miss Wan to treat it. A person suddenly lost his five views. If there is no better explanation, normal people will probably subconsciously classify it as injured or sick.&1t;/p>

And Mijiale didn't move, I heard him say, "Master Huang said, Miss Wan was possessed by evil spirits, and ordinary treatment was useless."&1t;/p>

Miss Wan's strange behavior and the black wind just now were enough to prove the changes in her body. The driver seemed to have suddenly thought of something, turned his head and shouted Huang Rong's name in the direction of the small temple.&1t;/p>

Huang Rong retreated quietly just now, probably because she didn't want the clay sculpture to know that he had entered the temple. Now the driver's shouting undoubtedly exposed Huang Rong's position.&1t;/p>

"What should I do? Tsk, what is this!" I was anxious. I thought about it and knew I couldn't help. The clay sculpture seemed to be very interested in me. If I went down and fell into the trap, the situation would only be worse.&1t;/p>

"Ah~ it is an evil god." A voice suddenly crashed into my mind. I was shocked. Since I had mental powers, I have been prepared for mental attacks, but this voice is not a mental attack. It is just a brain wave communication. Who will it be?&1t;/p>

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Chapter completed!