Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 91
Hum. I was in a daze for a while, and that moment was just a thought, the driver looked at me with a slight smile, "Hmph, don't struggle anymore, your ending is doomed from the moment you step on this car!"

"Stay with us and wait for death!"

"Wait for death, wait for death!" A thought suddenly pierced my brain like a sharp knife, the momentary feeling of tearing in my brain, the fear and despair I saw and heard just now, are actually corroding like tarsal maggots My desire to survive.

Maybe the language seems too weak at this moment, and I am afraid that only when I personally experienced the bloody scene, can I feel the fear and despair that go deep into the bone marrow!

My mind flickered, I shook my head desperately, and hurriedly got rid of that strange negative emotion. For some reason, I was actually swayed by the driver's words and the hallucinations just now, such as fear, restlessness, struggle, and even despair. I was almost bewitched.

After a few thoughts, the car has already sped out tens of meters. When the thought came to my mind, I punched hard and swung towards the glass behind me. After a hard fight, there might still be a thousandth of it. Hope, but if you stand here waiting to die, you will definitely die.

At first I was holding on to that slight thought, but I punched the window, and a white smoke sizzled from the window. I looked at a yellow talisman in my hand, and the stripes of the talisman turned dim After a long time, I suddenly had a burst of ecstasy in my heart, hope, there is still hope, so this yellow talisman is still effective against glass, by the way, this is a ghost car, this yellow talisman is obviously aimed at ghosts!
As soon as I thought about it, I slapped all the yellow talismans in my hand on the window. In an instant, several yellow talismans shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the stripes of the symbols on them also quickly dimmed. Seeing that the glass was poured with a layer of gasoline, a layer of dark gray white smoke came out.

In a few moments, those pieces of yellow talisman paper turned into a pile of ashes, and the layer of glass was still unbroken, but it felt...just a feeling, this layer of glass was already extremely thin, as if just a little It will break the glass.

I know that the last point is not manpower, it is yellow talismans, it is talisman paper, but all the yellow talismans on my body have been used up, I am at the end of my rope, and the last straw has been broken. It makes me feel very funny, obviously there is only a thin line away from escaping, but just because of this line, it will kill you abruptly!
And at the moment when the yellow talisman paper turned into paper ashes, the noise of laughter and ghost screams in the car fell into silence. I didn't look back, but the feeling of being on my back told me that all the eyes at this moment All stared at me.

There is a thin line between hope and despair, and I fumbled desperately in my inner pocket. Is there really no yellow talisman left? After a while of groping, I suddenly touched a hard thing. is a pen.

A writing brush, that is, the cinnabar pen that the old man gave me back then, I remembered the words in the old man's letter, "The best cinnabar paint is not as good as the blood of a boy's tongue!"

"Blood on the tip of the tongue!" At this moment, a crazy idea suddenly flashed in my mind-a talisman!
I've thought about the old man's talisman papers carefully, and I basically remember those talisman stripes clearly, but I haven't drawn them from the beginning to the end. I admit that I'm a bit lazy, but it's already here Time to have to try.

The car was speeding, and it was only within a few thoughts from the beginning to the end. I held the cinnabar pen tremblingly in my hand. It made my mind clear for a while, and because of the pain, the instant sobriety made me calm down a lot. I swished the cinnabar pen into my mouth suddenly, and when I took it out, there was a smear of blood red.

At the moment of writing vertically, the piece of talisman paper in my impression was like a magnificent big character reflected in my mind, vertically scribbled, horizontally hooked, pulled down and folded up, as far as the tip of the pen reached, I didn't see the rune smeared in front of me at all. In the eyes, it is entirely based on feeling, relying on the tenacity that is forced out in the mind.

Swiping horizontally and vertically, the pen moved very quickly. I manipulated my hand completely according to the runes in my impression, folded downwards, and hooked vertically. I felt that there were only a few last few strokes left, but at this moment, an uneasy feeling Good thoughts flooded up, and I felt that there was only a few feet away from the big pit. I hurriedly drew a few strokes, and there was a sound of shattering glass in my impression, broken, broken, and my heart just ignited I was excited for a while, but the moment I was about to rush out of the car, I was suddenly pulled aside by countless almost savage pulling forces.

That group of people, no, it should be said that it was the group of ghosts. I suddenly realized that I am afraid that all the ghosts present are much more serious about escaping from this ghost car. How many times, reincarnation has dispelled their thoughts of survival, but before, they were only dispelled of hope, and could only give them a slight chance of escaping to heaven. This is a group of desperate mad wolves!
Humming. Humming all of a sudden, I felt like I was being pushed back by countless people. The feeling of shuttling through the crowd of ghosts was like being naked in the northwest wind in winter, like a knife. Naked skimmed me and rushed out.

Suddenly there was a bang, and I felt my body tilted. In just a few seconds, I was squeezed into the middle of the crowd, and the moment my body tilted down, my heart felt as if it was crushed. It's over, no matter whether I opened the car or not, it fell down after all, their ending was changed by me, but my ending is death after all!

At this moment, my heart really fell to the bottom. I hoped to pass me by just now, but the next moment pushed me into the endless abyss. Maybe this is a ridiculous joke made by my mother. I can't laugh or cry when his mother is playing.

There is nothing more sad than the death of a heart. The moment I fell, I felt that my heart was really dead. Xiaohuadaner, the last moment in my mind, I only thought of this name, that figure, graceful and graceful, smiling sweetly, recalling Remember my dream of being a hero to save the beauty, the dream is just a dream after all!

Forgive me. I couldn't give you the last explanation!

For a moment, the eyes will close, the heart will die, and the despair will spread infinitely!

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"Little bastard, open your fucking eyes for me!"

The familiar sound, the familiar sound of a whip, and that sound of bastard, seemed to be the best scolding sound I heard in my life, and I suddenly opened my eyes.

"Calm down, don't think about that life and death with me, hurry up, I will save you!"

With a snap, I saw a rope thrown in from the window, no, maybe it should be said to be a whip, and it wrapped around my waist in an instant, and I grabbed the rope with both hands. It was a rope, but when I grabbed it, it felt like the whip was directly embedded in the flesh, and there was a heart-rending pain.

But at this juncture, let alone the hand, even if it is strangled into the neck, I will not let go. At this moment, there was a sudden pull, and my whole body was directly pulled out by this force.

I watched the car fall down, and countless messy figures around me shuttled out, and a sense of almost brute force directly made me dizzy!

All of a sudden, my mind felt hazy. After I woke up, I was sitting on a mound of dirt, surrounded by darkness and silence. I looked around, as if it was the turning point I passed Sitting in front of me, a little old man with a strange shape was grinning at me. That man was Mangshan Daguibian.

"Little bastard, you're awake, how are you? Is it comfortable in the ghost car?" The old weird grinned, his face didn't look like a question of concern, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a naked sarcasm.

But anyway, he is also a life-saving grace to me. Although I heard this with a little bit of sting, I still nodded and smiled, "Master, this time. Thank you for your life-saving grace this time!"

(End of this chapter)