Marvel – Immortal Path

The dark leather boots stomped on the tiles on the road and made a sound. The cold night wind followed the cuffs of the hood shirt into his arms, taking away the hard-won body temperature.

Li Ang took out the sunglasses and masks he bought at the flea market from his pocket and put on it, stopped at the bottom of an old residential building and looked up. The original red wall tiles were because of wind blowing and sun shining. The peeling, mottled, dry and dead Mountain Tiger climbing adds a touch of coldness to this place.

He took out the cellphone, compared the address information above, and stepped into the door of the residential building.

There are a few large black garbage bags piled up in the corner of the corridor with the smell of mold. The walls painted with inferior white paint can't hide the smoky gray and black traces. It looks like here There has been an exceptionally tragic fire.

The incandescent lamp was shining a miserable cold light. Li Ang covered the hood, rubbed his hands, and climbed up the narrow steps.

This residential building used to belong to a high-end residential area. According to online comments, it has witnessed the change of ten Gotham City chiefs and the establishment of Gotham New Town. However, it burned to death more than ten years ago. The fire of several people caused this building to decline irreversibly, and it could only sink into the ruins of history along with oneself's past glory.

The fourth room on the left hand of Seventh Layer is here.

Li Ang knuckles the door door, and there is a sudden rush of footsteps inside the door.

"It's coming."

The door was opened by a gap. Inside was a middle-aged couple. They had deep sunken eye sockets and dark circles. They were described as haggard. I was tortured not lightly by something.

Seeing Li Ang wearing a sunglasses mask, the woman kneaded the corners of her clothes quite nervously, and asked anxiously: "Are you a psychic?"

Two days ago , The couple learned about the existence of psychics through acquaintances, and sent an email to Li Ang's mailbox, asking him to see if he could solve a certain Spirit Physique-related incident.

"To be precise, I am not a psychic." Li Ang pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and said: "The psychic can be traced back to the Witch Doctor shaman at the beginning of human civilization. It is a special group of people who can communicate with gods, spirits, and ghosts in the religious sense. But I am different. Soul Evocation is not my specialty. If you subdue monsters and defeat demons, I also have some experience."

The husband and wife looked at each other and looked a little at a loss. It was not until Li Ang coughed that they suddenly realized and helped him open the door.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Li Ang smelled a weird scorching smell permeating the air, like coke burnt out of wood fire, with a hint of faintly discernable sweet meat.

Is the smell of barbecue, the Resentful Soul in the fire?

He looked around all around, the furnishings in the room can be said to be very simple, the refrigerator in the style of the last century, the carpet with hair removal and pilling, and the large TV set all illustrate the dilemma of this family. .

"Well... from the family portrait on your table, you can see that the one who was entangled by Spirit Physique should be a boy about 7-8 years old. He is in the bedroom?"

Li Ang asked abruptly.

The couple froze for a moment, "Are you talking about Benn? Yes, he is in the bedroom."

"Open the door."

The man hesitated For a moment, swallowed saliva and said, "Uh, don't you need to prepare something like ceremony?"

"You mean the exorcism array?" Li Ang made a triangular gesture and said: "Let me see how the situation is before I can prescribe the right medicine."

The man took out the key from his pocket anxiously, took a deep breath, and stuffed the brass key into the keyhole, "Well, Benn He’s in a weird state, you'd better be mentally prepared..."

He cautiously opened a crack in the door and let Li Ang peek inside.

The decoration style of the bedroom is very careful. It can be seen from the brand-new children’s animated posters and piles of dolls on the wall. Can't get in.

As for the boy...Li Ang found him, the soft hair that should have been pale-gold has fallen off almost, revealing a dry and cracked forehead, and the checkered shirt he was wearing Tattered into rags, slumped on the body.

As for his towering bloated abdominal cavity, it swells and stretches from time to time, as if there is some kind of long snake hidden under the skin.

The boy’s ankles are tied with shackles, and they are connected to the steel frame of the bed by steel cables thick with fingers.

He leaned on the corner of the ceiling and the wall in the posture of a lizard. He noticed the light shining, his neck twisted 180 degrees, his pale eyes stared at Li Ang, his pupil was just a tiny Visible black spots.

“roar! ”

The boy made a beast-like roar, stepped on the ceiling and leaped towards him. When his fingertips were about to touch Li Ang, he was tied The iron chain on the ankle was tightly restrained, and he screamed in angrily and weakly, and then shrank back to the corner, leaving his back outside the door.

Li Ang looked thoughtful and asked the man to close the door and said: "This is a very serious Spirit Physique parasitic. When did it start? Also, do you have an impression?"

".. .It should be half a year ago. Benn fell from the bed while playing. Since then, he has been feverish and has not been able to detect the cause of the disease in countless hospitals."

The man hugged the crying silently. The wife said softly: "Ben started sleepwalking a month ago, said some vague words, couldn't see the light, and used scissors and other things to self-mutilate himself. In desperation, we had to shrink him in the house.

We have visited many churches, psychics, or other psychics these days, and they can’t come up with any solution."

"This way..." Li Ang After a pause, he said: "I'll go in and kill that wraith, don't be afraid if there is any strange sound."

"Kill, kill?"

People looked at each other in blank dismay, they have seen so many psychics, they all took out the "Bible" to expel the wraith and leave. No psychic came up to destroy the wraith by murderous-looking.

The woman asked anxiously: "Will killing wraith hurt Benn?"

"No, when he wakes up, it's like doing a game at most Like a dream, it’s safe and comfortable--except for the unfathomable mystery who has been repeating for half a semester."

Li Ang motioned to the man to open the door, and the latter hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly: "What are you going to do? Do it? Should I use the Bible? Or sea salt?"

"That kind of thing is too weak." Li Ang walked into the back kitchen and took out a slender western food from the tableware cupboard. The meat cleaver, after flipping twice, threw the knife with satisfaction.

"Mr. Psychic, you, don't be impulsive." The man nervously blocked his wife and bedroom door behind him, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Don’t panic, I’m a professional.”

Li Ang pulled the couple apart, kicked the wooden door open, and jumped to the ceiling with his toes. The boy's neck fell fiercely on the bed in the bedroom.

"Leave this body." Li Ang put the knife on the boy's carotid artery and said coldly.

The corner of the boy's mouth almost reached the root of his ears, and he smiled wildly and replied: "No, yes, yes."

"Then go to death."