After I settled down, I turned around using my feet as a point, facing Old Liu, and stood facing the stone: "Does that old man always stand here every time he picks you up?"

"It seems..." Old Liu Tou turned into an exclamation before he could finish his words: "Mr. Li, why are your eyes bleeding? And your face..."

Zhao Zhuang and the Ding brothers also took two steps back at this time, and the Ding brothers even raised their axes.

Not only were my eyes bleeding, but my face was as white as paper, my lips were as gray as a dead person, and I could no longer find any trace of humanity in my body.

This was what I looked like when I absorbed Yin energy and transformed into a ghost body. When I saw the ghost body in the mirror for the first time, I was shocked, let alone Lao Liu and the others.

I slowly said: "If you want to follow the path of ghosts, you must first get rid of your popularity. Let's go forward, and you can mark the way along the way."

"Remember, my secret technique can only last for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, if we haven't entered the village yet, you will use the red thread to drag me out immediately. Remember, when you drag me, you must call my name. For a moment.

I can’t stop, or I really won’t be able to get out.”

People who don’t know the art will definitely say that I’m bullshit when they hear me talk about dragging me out with a red thread. Most people who have lived in the Northeast have heard a legend:

Legend has it that an old couple could always hear their daughter talking to someone in the house at night. When they broke into the house to look for someone, there was no one else in the house except their daughter.

After repeated questioning by the old couple, the daughter said that a young man in black clothes came to talk to her every night. As soon as the couple entered the house, the young man jumped out of the window and ran away. However, the windows of his house were never opened.

However, there were no footprints outside the window. But the girl at home was getting thinner and thinner, as if she had lost her energy.

The old couple knew that their daughter was entangled in something and looked for help everywhere. Later, a Taoist priest gave them a red thread wheel and told them to coax their daughter to pin the red thread on the young man and follow the red thread to find her the next day.

, if you can find a place, call him again.

The daughter of the family followed the Taoist priest's instructions and pinned the red thread on the young man's body with a needle. The next day, a group of people followed the red thread and found the cemetery. The thread extended into an ancient tomb.

The Taoist priest led people to dig the grave, and found a black snake as thick as an arm from next door. A needle with red thread was pinned to a piece of snake scale. The Taoist priest drew his sword and killed the black snake, and then the girl was saved.

People who have heard this legend may say that the legend is nonsense. The red thread will break as soon as you pull it. Can you still follow the ghosts over the mountains and ridges?

The red thread is indeed easy to break, but the real name of the red thread blessed by the warlock is "tribulation thread", which is the "tribulation" of the number of tribulations.

The continuous breaking of the red thread depends on God's will. If the opponent is doomed, even if he carries the red thread up the mountain and down the river, the thread will not be broken. Because God has arranged a death disaster for the ghosts, and the red thread is the medium to bring the disaster to the opponent. It must be

He will bring the person who can kill him.

If the opponent's fate is not met, within three feet, the red line will be cut off without a doubt.

Of course, the role of the red line is not limited to these, and sometimes it can save lives, but the reason behind it is still based on the word "tribulation".

As I spoke, I pinned one end of the red thread to myself with a needle and held the other end in my hand: "Red thread, who is watching?"

Of course Zhao Zhuang knew the truth and turned around and said: "Ding Da, Ding Er, you two guard the red line. Even if you die, you can't let the line break. Let's go in with Mr. Li."

I turned sideways and took a step forward: "Follow me! There are dragons and tigers entrenched on this road. If you can't step on my footprints, just remember this sentence, 'If you meet a dragon, walk half way, if you meet a tiger, step on the white line.' Don't

You're going the wrong way. You must be fast!"

After I finished speaking, I quickened my pace. I visually inspected the mountain road for about 500 meters, but I only wandered back and forth within more than 100 meters of the entrance. There were more and more footprints on the ground. In the end, it was almost impossible to tell which footprints were.

I just stepped on it.

Zhao Zhuang and Lao Liutou were able to follow me at first, but over time they couldn't tell which direction I was going.

Zhao Zhuang gasped and said, "Dad, tell me, what is Mr. Li doing?"

"Mr. Li is amazing! This is the lost 'one-step collapse'!" Although old Liu Tou is older, his skills are stronger than Zhao Zhuang's. After following me for so long, he still can't breathe or his heart beats.

Old Liu Tou pulled Zhao Zhuang and chased after me desperately: "I heard my father say that one step collapses. That is a method used by masters to deal with the confusion formation. After the master enters the formation, every step he takes is full of meaning."

"You can see that he is walking around randomly. In fact, he is counterattacking the Lost Tracking Formation. Each of his footprints is placed on a spot. When he has finished stepping on the footprints, he will find a position and step on it again.

A strong formation will collapse in an instant."

"What is a 500-meter mountain road? Even if it is a 5,000-meter mountain road, when Mr. Li steps on it, the gods and ghosts will have to get out of the way, and the road will reach the sky. Let's follow him! That's right!"
Chapter completed!