Chapter 55

At this time, Jiang Weibo changed his old gentle and elegant appearance and smiled very insidious and treacherous. I was hating this grandson. I only heard the demon say that he seemed to be saying that as long as you were done, the situation would be saved.

I was stunned and asked, "do you know lip language?"

"A little, mostly by guessing."

I blinked and wanted to say why don't you guess what he was thinking? However, I suddenly found a situation that the position of the mirror can reflect the whole toilet. Why didn't I see Luo Qingyu? I have a sudden surprise. Isn't she holding the mirror?

Because the mirror is suspended, it must be in someone's hand, and who is the person holding the mirror?

Just then, the mirror moved down, and two thin fingertips were exposed on the edge, and the nail polish was painted with a brightly coloured nail polish. The man holding it was indeed a woman, but not Luo Qingyu. Although she also likes make-up, she never makes herself colorful, like a monster. She has only one color of nail polish, that is, red, which I know better than anyone else.

Who is this woman? Where is Luo Qingyu? She's not here. What's the matter with her cry just now?

The demon said, "you can see from the woman's fingertips that she has ghost spirit."

I was stunned again: "can you see the ghost spirit from your fingers?"

"Yes, in addition to Yintang, people also show symptoms on their hands and feet, but they are not as obvious as Yintang."

Well, even if this woman has ghost gas, what does it mean? When I thought of it, I was shocked that blood lipstick would not hide on her.

I just want to say this conjecture. I just listen to the demon say: "this man seems to say that he will never let you die happily. You must lose everything and leave the world with endless pain."

You're guessing again. I was cursing my mouth, and the demon followed by surprise: "we made a mistake before, but the lipstick was not willing to show up. It was not for prudence, but for the layout!"

"What game?" I asked.

"When the man said this, he suddenly stopped talking. I can't think of it." The demon's tone seemed very anxious, "wake up quickly to avoid being raided."

I just wanted to hit the finger, and the demon suddenly said, "first, wait, no matter whether the blood lipstick cloth is not laid out, we are all very difficult to deal with. The only way is to catch the thief first." All its evil comes from the sleeping lip demon in the wall. As long as we work hard at the lip demon, we will have a chance to turn defeat into victory. "

"How to do hands and feet?" I looked at the wall in a daze. It was a concrete wall in reality. I couldn't open it without tools in my dream.

"Yes, there is a kind of magic called through the mountain and through the wall!"

The demon immediately taught me how to use this method. The correct way is to take soil from the mountain and pinch it into a screen peak shape of the mountain, which can be as thick as a copper coin. After that, he was refined at the altar of Liujia. He wrote through the bottom of his left foot and the bottom of his right foot. He crossed the "mud screen peak" with the sword formula. When he met the mountain peak, he passed it immediately.

But it's a superior technique and requires high accomplishments. And we don't really want to cross the mountain, just want to penetrate the blood into the wall and communicate with the lip demon. Therefore, with the simple steps created by the Taoist priest Er Mei, bite the scabby index finger again, write a wear word in the heart of the left hand with blood, and then pinch the sword formula to stab it hard.

The first step is completed. The second step is to press the left heart with blood on the wall and align it with the lip demon, that is, the eyebrow center of Fengzi light corpse.

Just then, the demon cried out in horror: "blood dripping everywhere is supposed to be blood lipstick coming out, quick!"

As soon as I tightened my scalp, I read the mantra with the fastest speed: "no mountain, Yushan, Bi Lian, soft as poplars and thin as paper leaves. I pointed to the sword and quickly drove over. I was photographed by the order of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou! " At the same time, the sword formula of the right hand was hard on the back of the left hand.

"All right, get out!"

In the anxious cry of the demon, I snap my fingers, open my eyes and wake up. However, it was dark everywhere, and the light disappeared.

I exclaimed in surprise, "Tang Yun, Tang Yun, where are you?"

Bata, a drop of water just hit my open mouth and felt salty. It is the so-called blood lipstick layout. What the hell does it want?

The demon said anxiously, "don't look for her. Burn the flame quickly and point to self-defense."

As I reached into my bag for a lead, I said, didn't you see where she went just now? The demon didn't have a good way. Just now he just looked in the mirror and didn't pay attention to her. Before I ignore her, I have understood what the blood lipstick cloth is like, which is called "blood and tears cave".

What is the bloody tears cave? Just as I asked, the demon explained that it would turn the library into an irreparable blood hell. Within 12 hours, it would trap everyone in it. There was no way from heaven to earth. Even if you used your dreams, you couldn't escape.

Even if Taoist priest Er Mei resurrected and was trapped in it, there was no way. Ultimately, not being killed by blood lipstick, it will also be eroded by erosion, and turn into a pool of blood. It seems that the other party won't leave us any way to live this time. As long as this bureau is set up, we will die!

I just took my hand out of my bag and asked in surprise, "aren't even the deputy curator sleepy?"

The demon said, "yes, those people, at best, are the pieces of the lip monster, and the blood lipstick is not their death. And these fools are still in the dark. They don't know that they will become our funerary objects later. "

They deserved to die. I waved to light the flame finger. Who knows, with a sound, sparks splashed on the fingertips, like being crushed by a firecracker. It was painful to the bone marrow!

I couldn't help shouting. I just heard the demon say in surprise: "my God, how did Fuhui rebel and break off your nails!"

What, your nails are falling off? I almost didn't cry. Why is that?

Just then, a man turned on a flashlight not far from the other side. But I couldn't open my eyes and see who this man was. But when I looked down at my fingers, not only did my nails fall off, but the whole fingertips were torn and blurred. This is worse than artillery. It's dynamite!

"It's Yu Xuesong. He still has an embroidered pillow!" Said the demon in amazement.

I raised my head in surprise, but Yu Xuesong deliberately illuminated my eyes with a light, which still made me unable to see his face.

The grandson said with a smile, "do you know why your hand is broken?"

Hearing what he said, my mind flashed and said almost at the same time with the demon: "it's the disaster left by the pupil ghost!"

Blood lipstick has eaten the pupil's ghost, and of course it has got all the information from it. Blood Lip Balm knows more about how to use this Yin Qi than pupil pupil, not only the black bright finger but also the brother's fingers are disabled. It can't be blamed on others. We can only blame us for being too careless. We mistakenly thought that the Yin Qi in the rune ash could only play a psychic role and had no impact on the Mingyan finger, so that we fell a big somersault.

Yu Xuesong saw my expression and laughed happily. Then he turned the flashlight to his left hand. His uncle really took my embroidered pillow.

"This pillow is an artifact that you can dream. I'll burn it now to see how you dream!" Yu Xuesong said with another burst of laughter, struck a lighter and lit the pillow.

I was so surprised that I had to grab it. As a result, the pillow was completely engulfed by the fire and thrown away from me. I must have spilled gasoline. It's useless to get it back.