The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 71 The Evil Spirit Appears
  With a harsh sound like fingernails scratching, the huge oil painting hanging on the wall in the center of the stairway began to shake violently, causing even the fine dust remaining in the gaps in the frame to float up.

In the oil painting, large masses of dark red filth emerged from the old man's body, instantly dyeing his entire body red, making his originally not very kind face look as hideous as a ghost.

The blood color continued to expand, and even began to seep out of the oil painting, turning into dripping blood flowing down the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang, as if a huge faucet was opened, and a large amount of smelly blood spurted out from the painting, like a bloody python, rolling down towards Zhu Mingyao!

"Ha! Is this a copycat of [The Shining]? Just follow other people's special effects creativity. No wonder you failed at the box office."

While speaking these inexplicable words to others, Zhu Mingyao was not slow in his hand. He straightened the mahogany cane and stood it upright in front of him. Under the stimulation of his true energy, the evil-proofing talismans and seals on the staff were in sequence. It lit up, emitting an inch-long red light, and faced the bloody giant python face to face!
  "Hiss", the surging blood was split open by the young man holding the staff, and flowed from Zhu Mingyao's left and right sides. The strong wind caused by the rush made his clothes flutter.

Zhu Mingyao grasped the handle of the staff tightly with both hands. Under the infusion of magic power, the light on the staff increased by three points, condensing into a faint flame that danced endlessly.

He drank in a low voice, breathed out his energy, and used eight methods in a night battle, waving the mahogany cane into a round afterimage, stirring up the surrounding blood and splashing it, but not a drop of it was stained on his body.

Before the pieces of dirty blood could be spilled on the floor, they turned into nothingness in a wave of fluctuations. Zhu Mingyao glanced at it and said in his nerve-provoking tone of voice:
  "Why are you using these half-truths and half-truths to deceive people? Mr. Corian, can we do something exciting and real?"

He clicked his tongue and pointed his staff at the portrait.

"Look at you, as a man, it's just that you don't have any 'real skills'. You even have ridiculously bad taste. This outfit exudes the smell of a nouveau riche. Even after more than a hundred years, you would like to smoke me." Somersault, no wonder Mrs. You risked her life to find a lover and give birth to a child..."

"die--!"

An extremely angry ghost roar erupted from the portrait.

Black and sharp claws protruded from the oil painting, followed by arms, chest, face, and finally the lower body that turned into a long smoke tail.

Under the personal attack of Zhu Mingyao's heart-piercing knife, Hugh Crane's ghost finally couldn't bear it anymore and emerged from his hiding place. His thinking logic dominated by obsession and negative energy now only echoes a thought

——Tear this hateful, mean-mouthed little mage into pieces, and then throw it into the fireplace and burn it to ashes, just like he tortured those child laborers back then!
  It's finally out! Zhu Mingyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The performance he just performed was not because he was full. He grabbed the sore leg and kept provoking him, just to anger the undead of Corian and make him take the initiative to show up as soon as possible.

This kind of earth-bound spirit that has become a climate has been integrated with the manor buildings. If it cannot lurk out, according to Zhu Mingyao's current methods, the only way to eliminate it is to spend a lot of time arranging rituals to force it out. In the process, some damage to the manor houses was inevitable.

In that case, the local government would have to jump out and fight him! People can use this life-saving straw to save their finances.

How could it be so convenient and fast now?

As for the principle that a gentleman should not speak evil words, Zhu Mingyao said that he had no psychological burden for scolding this guy bloody.

He is a good and high-quality man, and he has always had deep sympathy for middle-aged and elderly men who are unable to do what they want, causing their beloved wife Hongxing to cheat on her. But if you are not feeling well, go find Zhang Xi to eat. What does it mean to trick a child laborer into killing him and then burn the corpse to eliminate traces?
  Since you have done such an immoral and smoky thing, don't blame me for stabbing you twice in the heart first and then beating you to death!

Remember, perverts have no human rights!
  The fully revealed Earthbound Spirit's upper body, which looks like a jet-black cloud, is two to three meters tall, and its lower body is an erratic smoke-like tail. The fury on its face makes it look ten times more twisted and vicious than before.

With a sharp roar, Kerien's ghost swooped down, his two ghost claws suddenly expanded, and rushed towards Zhu Mingyao.

Good to come!
  Zhu Mingyao swayed to avoid the enemy's sharp edge, flicked the five fingers of his left hand, and five golden evil spirits drew a faint white trajectory in the air, and shot towards the opponent's chest.

After becoming the God of the Lung Palace, Zhu Mingyao not only developed a sword spirit, but also used the golden evil spirit to fight against the enemy with every movement of his hands and feet. However, at this distance, the evil spirit he fired could only scratch some people's bodies. With oily skin, not even much blood may ooze out.

However, this is under the premise that living people are targeted, and for ghosts who have no body to protect their souls, these few strands of golden evil energy containing Taoist magic are no different from bone-penetrating steel nails. Although they are not fatal, they are still It can make it uncomfortable for a while.

Zhu Mingyao didn't expect this small trick to achieve anything, he just used it to contain him.

To the young man's surprise, in the face of the incoming spell, Kerien's dead soul did not dodge, allowing the five chopstick-length thin white air to sink into his chest, and then with a soft pop, his whole body exploded. It turned into a big ball of black mist and quickly dispersed.

Ok?
  Fraud!

This guy shouldn't be so weak.

Zhu Mingyao knew his own affairs, and that golden evil spirit was just a test, and it definitely had no such power. He felt a warning sign in his heart, and using his strength under his feet, he slid away more than two meters away, holding a ball in his hand. The burnt yellow talisman attached to it was hurriedly thrown out before it was fully activated.

The talisman came out of his hand and turned into a piece of light blue lightning that swept across his face. A hair-like arc instantly enveloped most of the area in front of the young man, wrapping a sudden snake-like shadow in it!

The next moment, the shadow suddenly accelerated, smashing through the blocking lightning with an extremely arrogant and ferocious attitude, stabbing Zhu Mingyao in the face like a poisonous snake eager to eat!
  The speed of the shadow is extremely fast. If it attacks suddenly without realizing it, it is indeed dangerous. But now that it has been exposed, it does not pose any threat to Zhu Mingyao. He shook the stick in his right hand and blocked the shadow in front of his chest. With.

As soon as the staff came into contact with the shadow, Zhu Mingyao felt a huge force with a strange aura coming from him, almost knocking the staff away from his hand. His expression changed, and he grabbed the tail of the staff with his free left palm and exerted force. After holding on, he blocked it.

He stepped back half a step, used the force of the staff in his hand to draw a semicircle, and swayed the shadow far away, and then looked intently.

The shadow was about the thickness of an arm, and its entire body was made of black smoke that looked like substance. The ends were forked like snake letters, and the roots were protruding from the mouth of an illusory giant ghost head.

This is clearly the tongue of the dead soul!

　55 photos have been blocked and will probably not be released until tomorrow. Let’s take a look then. If it doesn’t work, I will send another one.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)