Chapter Thirty-Eight

Liu Lang was so frightened that he leaned heavily on the door.

Click!

The door panel finally couldn't bear the weight of Liu Lang's more than 100 catties, and it was directly broken into two.

Thump!

Liu Lang threw himself into the small dilapidated house.

At this moment, the male corpse also whined, pierced through the broken door panel, and grabbed Liu Lang.

Liu Lang hurriedly got up from the ground, and hurriedly dodged back, narrowly avoiding the grasp of the male corpse.

In the whole dilapidated house, except for a tattered solid wood table in the center of the room, there is a broken bed board against the wall, and the rest can be described as the four walls of the house.

Liu Lang got up in a panic, staggered to the table, and quickly went around to the opposite side of the male corpse.

There were a few pieces of yellow paper and the book of charms on the table.

It seems that after experiencing that terrifying incident, this Yan Dynasty also began to think about this thing.

However, there was still not a single amulet on the table that could be used.

Liu Lang's two eyes stared directly at the male corpse.

The male corpse was wearing a white shirt on the upper body and a black shorts on the lower body, and the top and bottom were almost stained with blood, and the whole person looked terrifying.

And the male corpse's snow-white teeth were also blood-red at this time, revealing a gloomy smile, staring coldly at Liu Lang.

Liu Lang didn't know what was going on with this male corpse, but he knew that the talisman worked.

Seeing that the male corpse was already eyeing him, and, like hide and seek, he was going around the table to catch himself.

Liu Lang pinned his only hope on the amulet, quickly picked up the brush on the table, and drew it on a piece of yellow paper with cinnabar.

In just a few seconds, a talisman was formed.

Seeing that the male corpse pounced again, Liu Lang spat on the male corpse's forehead.

The male corpse was stunned, and Liu Lang snapped and pasted the talisman on the forehead of the male corpse.

Whining......

The male corpse seemed to be extremely annoyed, thinking that Liu Lang was playing with himself, so he let out a strange scream in his throat, and stretched out his hand to grab Liu Lang.

Liu Lang grabbed the spell book in his hand, flashed his cat waist to the side, and recited the talisman to the talisman: "Heavenly Spirit Spirit, Earth Spirit Spirit ......"

"Haste as the law!"

As soon as the words fell, the male corpse, which was originally menacing, suddenly froze and did not move.

Liu Lang was overjoyed, looking at the motionless male corpse, his original timidity turned into playfulness.

Liu Lang walked around the male corpse with his hands behind his back, and said to himself as he walked around: "Hehe, boy, you want to fight with me, don't you know that I am Sirius who came down to earth and specializes in punishing you monsters?" ā€

"Woo ......"

The male corpse let out a low roar as if in response to Liu Lang.

At this time, the male corpse had one foot forward, one foot backward, two hands stretched forward in claws, and his mouth was wide open, and the inside of his mouth emitted a fishy smell, like a moldy meal in summer.

As soon as Liu Lang smelled that smell, he almost vomited with nausea.

Looking at the male corpse, Liu Lang was still a little complacent, thinking that he had subdued a male corpse.

However, what to do with this male corpse Liu Lang was worried.

The resentment in Xu Ning's chest last time made Wu Banxian suck it, although it was also disgusting, but after all, she was a woman.

But at this time, if you don't inhale resentment, you definitely can't do it.

But if you suck it......

Looking at the appearance of the male corpse, Liu Lang's stomach began to roll rapidly, and he secretly shouted: "I don't want to do it......"

"Woo ......"

Suddenly, the male corpse screamed again, and there was a click.

Liu Lang raised his head suddenly, but saw that the body of the male corpse seemed to be moving slowly, and it looked like he was about to break the spell soon.

Yes? Is this damn talisman still time-sensitive?

Liu Lang's head suddenly short-circuited, and he didn't care whether he was doing it or not, and his mouth suddenly came to the mouth of the male corpse like lightning.

Suck it, suck it hard!

Liu Lang took a deep breath.

However, except for the fishy smell, Liu Lang didn't suck anything out.

And the male corpse was stunned by Liu Lang's sudden action for three seconds, and his two arms suddenly closed, and he hugged Liu Lang tightly.

Liu Lang moved his mouth away in pain and vomited again and again, but his body was hugged to death, and it seemed that the male corpse was not willing to part with him at all.

Liu Lang struggled twice, but saw that the mouth of the male corpse was approaching him little by little.

I'm dizzy, Liu Lang has the heart to die at this time.

But the body can't move, and you can't even draw talismans.

It's dead, it's really dead, it's not in the arms of the goddess, it's in the arms of the goddess, and it's a dead body.

The depression in Liu Lang's heart, not only is the grass and mud horses galloping, but there are also countless Jamaican butterflies flying.

Die, and die fearlessly!

Liu Lang tilted his head, closed his mouth tightly, closed his eyes, and prepared to die.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a muffled sound.

The foul smell that Liu Lang imagined did not come over, and the arm holding him seemed to be much looser.

Liu Lang hurriedly opened his eyes and was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"Brother Yan, you're finally back."

"I—I'm not coming back, I'm going to be a nest here."

Yan Chao glanced at the male corpse that fell to the ground, his eyelids jumped several times, and he asked nervously, "What's going on here?" ā€

"Hey, where do I know, hurry up, let's fix him up first!"

Liu Lang cried and mourned, turned around and drew more than a dozen immobilization talismans, and determined the male corpse to death.

Fortunately, the yellow paper is not expensive, and Liu Lang's ability to draw talismans is also fascinating. But if those authentic Taoist priests saw Liu Lang using a talisman and wiping his butt paper so wasted, he would be so shocked that he would vomit blood.

You must know that even a Taoist priest who has learned the art of the school, without three years and five years, it is difficult to draw a perfect talisman in one minute.

Where did Liu Lang know so much, he only felt that he had eaten overnight, and even the meal from a week ago was about to vomit out.

finally made the taste in his mouth lighter, and Liu Lang felt that he was about to vomit.

Yan Chao is on the half night shift today, and he will be on duty at eleven o'clock, if he comes back a little later, maybe Liu Lang will really become a good friend of the male corpse.

Looking at Liu Lang's pale face, coupled with that decadent virtue, Yan Chao shook his head and asked curiously: "Little brother, what the hell is wrong with you, what is going on?" ā€

As soon as Liu Lang told the ins and outs of the matter, Yan Chao's face changed several times, and he paused for a long time before he hurriedly took the spell book, turned to a page, and pointed it to Liu Lang: "Little brother, this thing is not a resentment condensation at all, it seems that it was skewered by a black cat, right?" ā€