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"Just as we were fighting with the three fierce dog, the array started to spin again. Now we are in the path of beasts, or where do they come from? " Maybe it was because he had drunk my blood, so he was a little embarrassed. She wasn't as cold as she used to be. Instead, she looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen, which made me feel even more uncomfortable.

When I woke up after being hypnotized, I found a very complicated pattern drawn on the ground with the blood of that hellish fierce dog. It looked a bit like the circle he saw on TV, except it wasn't that big. It was about three meters in diameter. The two concentric circles are cut by three lines, and the six 60-degree fans represent the six paths of life. According to the order of heaven, man, Asura, beast, hungry ghost, and hell, the six life forms were drawn.

I sat on the path that represented the human world, ready to be hypnotized, because I could only read spells while I was hypnotized. Furthermore, the incantation is very long, and is all pronounced in ancient Sanskrit. If we mispronounce it a little, it will cause the space within this rune pattern to become chaotic, so it is not certain where we will end up.

Sitting in the circle, she thought for a moment, then took out the Ghost Slash from her pocket and threw it at me: "Take this, I used the Hypnosis Dire Charm just now, my words on the roof still count. If I lose, the Ghost Slash will be yours."

"Look, that's embarrassing," I said as I quickly tucked the gun into the small of my back. I was afraid that if she went back on her word, she would want it back. After all, this thing was priceless.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to get back one of my father's works. The Ghost Slash s on the weapons were not the most powerful, but they were the holy spirits, Evil Spirit s, undead, and ghosts that could be used against physical beings. I never thought that they would actually cause such a huge commotion. If I were to bring Sky Execution with me, it wouldn't be so tragic, and would even cause me to drink your stinky blood. " Her words made me want to jump.

"Dogs can't get rid of shit," I scolded, and was surprised to find that Whitey wasn't in the charm pattern, but was smiling at us from outside the circle.

"It's not going back?" I asked in surprise.

"It will stay here until I find the thing, then I will refine it before bringing it back. There are more of its own kind here, and there are no Supernatural Hunting Group agents who want to capture it, so it is relatively safer. " She looked at Whitey with tender affection.

"Same kind?" Don't humans also have animals? " I was going to say animal, first because I was afraid that she would be angry and beat me again, and secondly because I had just been saved by those animals. I was so grateful that I began to act virtuously.

"Most of the animals in the Mortal Dao are uninformed and lacking in spirituality," she explained, then continued.

"Before we go back, let me remind you that you shouldn't completely trust people with Supernatural Hunting Group. They weren't completely sincere. Otherwise, why did no one inform you when you knew you were going to enter the Six Paths of Disorientating Formation? If it wasn't for the fact that we were all lucky, you would have hidden the principle of operation and the method of breaking it. Plus, when it passed by the animal path just now, it would be able to call the same kind of people over. All three of us will have to die in battle, have you ever thought about that? " she said to me in a rare solemn tone.

It wasn't that I hadn't thought about her words, but they were always more powerful. I reckon only the upper echelons of Supernatural Hunting Group know about the existence of this formation, so it's impossible for Manager Qian to even know about it. Furthermore, why did they want to recruit Manager Qian as their secret service? It might just be to make it easier for them to continue observing the changes that the Manager Qian underwent after being irradiated by the artificial sun. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. I decided to go back and immediately remind Manager Qian.

Seeing that her advice is reasonable, I decided to explain why we should have Ghost Slash. Manager Qian will only have two months to live after being exposed to the radiation. Wait a minute, just tell her.

I didn't expect her to have such a huge reaction when she heard that. She stared at my face for a long time before finally asking, "Are you speaking the truth?"

After receiving my affirmation, she said, "Now, there is a chance that you might be able to save your friend. Are you interested?"

"Wh …" "What?" Hearing that there's still hope for rescue in Manager Qian, I was so happy that I was stuttering. At the same time, I thought that even top doctors in the United States couldn't recruit them, so what can you do?

She thought about it and said, "This is a bit complicated, I'm afraid we won't make it in time. How about this, you and that Manager Qian will stay in Shanghai. Wait until Supernatural Hunting Group agent leaves, I'll come find you. "

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for me to reply. She formed a seal with her hands and tapped it on her forehead. Her eyes turned from blue to red as she shouted: "Dire Charm — — Hypnosis … …"

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital ward. The wounds from the fierce dog's attacks had already been disinfected and bandaged. I prayed that the guardian dog wouldn't have any Hellhound disease on its paws. If there was no rule of law in the human society, I would be in trouble.

The Manager Qian sat beside me until I woke up. When I opened my eyes and saw him, I discovered that he had lost a lot of hair. Manager Qian's boss, his boss, and a few other people said to be heavyweights of Supernatural Hunting Group were all in the ward. Manager Qian told me that when they found me, I was already unconscious. Third Sister knocked out a few of the secret agents and ran off.

These old guys, who looked the youngest and were at least 60 years old, gently asked me what I had seen before I passed out. It was as if they were asking me about my travel experiences.

But I'm not American, and they're not my elders, and I always feel there's something hidden beneath their kind, concerned faces. It's the same as throwing a sheep to a bunch of Tibetan mastiffs and pulling the carcass out with a hook to study the wound to analyze the battle prowess of the Tibetan mastiff. As for me, I am the talking carcass of a sheep.

Thinking about this, I began to tell the truth about the fight on the roof, from the moment I was surrounded by fog under the bridge. That I saw Ox-Head and Horse-Face playing mahjong with the Black and White Impermanence, while I fell from midair and landed on the mahjong table, messing up Black Impermanence's cards.

Afterwards, the Black and White Impermanence were naturally angry, so they pulled me along to find Yama to reason with. When we arrived at his place, I got a fright. He saw that the King of Hell's face was green with fangs. He was eighty feet tall and his shoulders were also eighty feet wide. He was spitting fire from his mouth and smoking from his nose. He wanted to stand up for the Black and White Impermanence, and wanted me to compensate him for his good cards. I said, "I don't have any underworld money with me, how about you find an ATM for me to give to you."

After that, Yama ordered the kid to hit me, causing me to be covered in wounds. Just when I thought it was over, I saw the rainbow clouds rolling in from the horizon, and above them stood the gods. As if they had come, Kuan Yin, God, God, Maria, and you Jesus Christ, with your six pairs of winged angels and heavenly soldiers. The leader of the group, Tathagata Buddha, said to the King of Yama, "This man's life is not yet over. May Almsgiver Yan consider that he has good fortune in the heavens and let him go. Ah Mi Tuo, good indeed."

How could Yama agree? He started to slap the table and curse. The two sides started to fight, and the fight was getting more and more intense … Just when I said spittle was flying and I wanted to add the aliens. Manager Qian finally couldn't hold it in anymore, and coughed a few times to signal me to be careful and not to speak any nonsense.

The few high-ranking members of Supernatural Hunting Group with white hair and white skin listened to an Asian agent translating what I had said. They looked at each other and shook their heads with doubt. They called the doctor and asked, "PTSD?"

This is a noun I learned in the army.

Stressdisorder, abbreviated as PTSD. Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is an abnormal threatening or catastrophic psychological trauma resulting in delayed onset and prolonged mental disorder. The main manifestations were pathological reappearance, wakefulness in nightmares, persistent increased alertness and avoidance, and selective amnesia of traumatic experiences and loss of confidence in the future. To put it simply, they might have thought I was in this state.

The doctor indicated that they still needed to observe. The few old men looked at each other, said some nonsense and left. He left the Manager Qian and roared at me, "Crazy Monkey, don't pretend. "What kind of madness is this? You'll die if you speak properly."

I did not answer, but waited until the doctor had left, then gave him a brief account of what had happened. and told him about the matter of Supernatural Hunting Group possibly not having good intentions. At the same time, I said that he might still be able to be saved. That Third Sister, whatever, will come find you and me in a few days. Also, whether or not the Ghost Slash are with you, do not give it to Supernatural Hunting Group yet.

Manager Qian was skeptical. He was a kind person, and a kind person. He liked to believe in others, so he was particularly vulnerable. However, under my insistence, he agreed to keep the Ghost Slash for now and wait for the whatever Third Sister to come. He would only decide whether to give it to Supernatural Hunting Group after seeing the situation.

Who would have thought that just like that, half a month passed. During that half a month, Manager Qian took care of me in the hospital everyday. As it was all flesh and blood, I was able to walk on the ground.

When the nurse came to check on me that day, I noticed something was wrong as soon as I entered the room. The smell was so familiar. Focusing, the nurse winked at me mischievously, and I knew it was that little bloodsucking baby again. While I was taking my blood pressure, she stuffed a small slip of paper into my hospital gown. When my fingers, smooth as jade, touched my skin, I even felt a tingling sensation.

After changing my clothes, I sneaked out of the hospital with Manager Qian and saw her at the appointed time. She was still wearing a tight black leather suit that wrapped around his perfect figure. Thinking back to the beautiful scene I saw in the Six Paths Reincarnation Formation, his mouth couldn't help but feel a little dry.

However, her actions gave me a fright. After meeting her for a moment, I immediately pulled out a silver desert eagle. Facing the Manager Qian and I, the Desert Eagle still extended its hilt as it glittered with silver light. As I was so close, I could even see the polygonal rifled muzzle of the gun.

"Take off your clothes" was the first thing she said after she aimed at us, but she didn't make a sound. It was entirely based on the shape of her mouth.