The shopkeeper is not a novice. He naturally understands the meaning of night wanwan.


    He was surprised that some people could actually borrow life skills. This is a more vicious and more difficult incantation than stealing life. It is indispensable for both the time, the place and the people.


    With the soul of the unborn baby as the medium, and with the blood and hair of the borrowed person, the cast of the array is performed on the Dayu. Of course, the most important and the most difficult thing to get.


    Commitment.


    The borrowed person must say it in person and can lend his life to the other party.


    Night wanwan takes out a blank yellow Fu from his arms, goes to Liao Zhensheng, who is in a trance, and puts it in front of him: "I need your ring finger, finger tip blood."


    As the saying goes, ten fingers linked to the heart, when the real blood with the heart, can replace the blood of the heart, only the blood of the ring finger.


    Liao Zhensheng raised his head, and his eyebrows were full of confusion and doubts. It seemed that he had not recovered from the shock just now.


    The night wanwan saves the world.


    No matter how the other party wants to get out of the shock, she will not take care of her affairs.


    "If you want to live, give me the blood from the tip of your ring finger. The battlefield will be completed and the life will be cut off."


    Liao Zhensheng was stunned, as if he had been beaten hard, and his ears were full of "buzzing" sounds.


    In a moment, he suddenly got up, some flustered into the kitchen, carrying a kitchen knife, ran out.


    He raised his hand, his face was stiff, and he cut the edge of his knife to his ring finger.


    Night Wan Wan eyebrow heart a Cu, with the rapid thunder trend rushed to his side, a buckle his wrist, "what do you want to do?"


    Liao Zhensheng, like a man who lost his soul, looked at the man in front of him with dull eyes and said, "you don''t want my ring finger?"


    Night Wan Wan eyebrow tip a Yang, the heart sank, five flavors mixed, a sigh, wrist a turn, forced to take the knife from his hand, "I want the finger tip blood of the ring finger."


    With that, she dropped her hand and held his ring finger. With a little fingertip, she cut her finger and took out a yellow symbol directly from her arms and dropped blood on it.


    The moment the blood drips into the Yellow symbol, like water, it disperses in an instant, and the color gradually disappears.


    Night wanwan let go and winked at the shopkeeper and asked him to come and take good care of Liao Zhensheng.


    People who have some mental breakdown will have begun to get out of control.


    Night wanwan does not want to break the game for a while, people run out to make trouble.


    Holding the Yellow symbol, she turned and walked back to the picture.


    If you look at the painting carefully, you will find that the eyes of one of the horses are red. If at night, under the moonlight, you may see a red reflection.


    She raised her hand and printed the Yellow symbol on the horse''s red pupil.


    In the next moment, the Yellow symbol disappears on the screen.


    When the last trace of yellow disappears, if you look at the painting again, you will see that there is a yellow mark between the horse''s forehead. The horizontal bar is between the eyes. There is no trace of disobedience. It seems that it was painted directly on the horse when painting.


    Night wanwan looked at the length of the yellow mark, has spread from the forehead to the back.


    Close observation, you can see that the yellow line from the horse''s tail, about two centimeters away.


    "When this yellow line goes to the end of the horse''s tail, your life will come to an end."


    The clear words, like sharp needle tips, pierced into Liao Zhensheng''s ear, tingling instantly, pulling all his nerves, and his face changed instantly.


    From dullness to horror, he widened his eyes, like a dead fish, and looked at night wanwan in an instant.


    Night wanwan raised his hand and touched the marked horse along a specific direction.


    The brown horse in the painting is like molting, showing a little red color, and gradually becoming a horse similar to jujube red.


    "Hiss - is that what baby blood does?"


    Because the shopkeeper was too surprised, he took a breath of cold air and was surprised.


    Night wanwan did not look back, and nodded in silence. In the eyes float a little bit as if cherish general look.


    She did not expect that the caster could even get the last blood out of the baby''s body.


    She gently rubbed her fingers, a strange touch, let her face look black three points.


    There''s body oil on the painting.


    That man is really making the most of everything.


    For the baby spirit, she always has a little more compassion.


    They have not even seen the world, they have been destroyed by people who have a heart, become tools to kill people and goods, regardless of good or evil, extremely difficult to control. After being used up, even the Inferno has no place for them. If there is no one to offer it, it will only disappear.


    "It''s easy to break the battle line," he recalled, looking at the eight steeds in front of him. There seemed to be a trace of hesitation in the sound line: "just, are you willing to sacrifice the sealed baby spirit in the painting after the event?"


    Baby spirit? Offering?


    Liao Zhensheng felt as if he had a auditory hallucination. He did not change his complexion, his body was tight, and his pupils were staring at the person in front of him.The air in the house was stagnant for a long time.


    Liao Zhensheng finally moved his stiff body, his eyes as if he had been dropped by something. He turned around very slowly and difficultly, and unconsciously licked his dry lips. His voice was hoarse, as if he had been pinched by someone.


    "The ghost of a locked baby?"


    Night Wan Wan pursed her lips and nodded heavily.


    "The medium of the art of using life is the unborn but formed baby. With some drugs, the baby will die, and the soul will be separated from the body. When the ghost difference is not found, the soul will be collected. As for the body, it can be used but not used. "


    The soul of a baby is not yet fully formed, so it is easy to control. Before the painting was sealed in, he raised it with his own flesh and blood in the same way as raising a kid. When the painting was sealed, his soul was put into the array eye. Like the red horse in front of me.


    It''s just that this time, the situation is even more difficult.


    The man even took out the baby''s body and refined it. The blood was mixed into the paint. The body oil was smeared on the painting to make a partition layer, which was like wax sealing. To a certain extent, it blocked the ghost gas. It''s hard to find out the real problems before.


    Night wanwan came here, which is a coincidence. The array will be completed, and the ghost spirit in the painting can no longer be sealed.


    Let her understand the picture.


    This man not only wanted the life of Liao Zhensheng, but also took the fortune of his three generations.


    "Master, do you know whose soul this baby is?"


    Night Wan Wan shook his head.


    "I don''t know. It''s just that you can hold everything in your hands. I think it''s the man who raised it himself. "


    Liao Zhensheng whispered "Oh" for a moment, did not speak, lowered his head, as if thinking about something in general.


    But if you look at it carefully, you will find that he is still biting the corners of his lips. His hands, which are flustered and unconsciously stirred before, will be tightly clenched together, and his veins will jump.


    Night Wan Wan looks back and looks at the painting again, waiting patiently for his answer.


    However, she had a vague feeling in her heart that it was not easy for Liao Zhensheng to let go of this baby spirit.


    Sure enough.


    "Master, what will happen if I don''t want to sacrifice?"


    "Not really. The infant spirit will return to the designer and attach it to his back. It will grow on him and become a ghost face sore. He will eat his flesh and blood bit by bit until the man is eaten up and his soul is broken. "


    Night Wan Wan Wan cloud light breeze light answer, even the tone has not too much change.


    Liao Zhensheng felt a sharp pleasure in his heart, and faintly took a little crazy.


    "This is his retribution. Why should I help him to reduce his sin!? I don''t want to sacrifice! "


    Night wanwan eyes flashed, not surprisingly this answer.


    She swallowed the rest of the words back into her stomach.


    If he is willing to support the infant spirit and wash his sins with a devout heart, he will not only accumulate merits and virtues, but also recover his borrowed life. After the reincarnation of the baby spirit, it may become his next child.


    If not, the infant spirit will return to the man with his blood, and all his sins will fall on him.


    No one knows what fate will become in the future.


    This is what yewanwan said - it''s not so easy to take back the borrowed things.


    She closed her eyes, turned back, and looked straight at Liao Zhensheng: "I ask again, do you really don''t want to worship this baby spirit?"


    "No!"


    Liao Zhensheng shook his head very simply.


    Night wanwan saw the shopkeeper''s small action, want to remind the other party to change an answer.


    However, Liao Zhensheng shook his hand away.


    "Even if it''s for the good fortune of your life, would you not like to sacrifice it?"


    She thought about it, but she gave the other party a reminder.


    The key to borrowing life is commitment.


    She did not know what kind of situation Liao Zhensheng was in and promised to lend his life to the other party. But you can probably guess that this man is not a man of stone heart.


    Frankly speaking, the infant spirit is the only innocent existence in this whole incident.


    After listening to her words, Liao Zhensheng straightened his back slowly, shook his head firmly with his eyes, and deliberately stressed the sound of the word, saying "no".


    Even if the shopkeeper next to the student kept pulling his hand, he always looked at the night wanwan firmly without changing his attention.


    Night wanwan takes back his eyes and nods gently to show that he knows.


    She turned to the painting, stood on tiptoe, took the painting down and walked out of the house with her half height picture.


    The shopkeeper wanted to help, but he didn''t dare to touch the painting.


    But Liao Zhensheng said in the night wanwan that he should worship the spirit of the baby, and his face became a little cold.


    Night wanwan also does not care, alone will be the painting out of the villa, after randomly placed in the yard somewhere.She made a seal with one hand and called out her own chain.


    Open wisdom of the little guy, see her, particularly lively around her two circles.


    Her cold face finally showed a little gentleness.


    She nodded at the end of the chain, then turned her wrist and held the chain. Sing in a low voice.


    Not far away in the sight of their own moving silver chain, can not help but startled, staring at the silver chain.


    When the voice of chanting the incantation appeared, Liao Zhensheng felt only a pain in his scalp, as if his nerves had been grabbed by something. The pain seemed to have lost all consciousness in an instant, and his leg became soft and fell to the ground.


    After a few seconds, the pain suddenly disappeared.


    He collapsed on the ground, opened his eyes and looked at the sky in confusion. After a long time, he moved and wanted to stand up.


    Unexpectedly, when he moved his hand, he felt as if there was wind passing through his palm directly, or as if there was nothing in it. His touch was strange.


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