I don't pay attention to the male voice anymore, he can say whatever he wants, I just need to stabilize my soul.
In fact, even if my grandmother didn't remind me, I felt that it was distracting me, but I felt that I could still control my soul, so I said a few words to it.
At least I want to know what the owner of the ashes is like, and I can't fight a battle that I don't know if I don't know.
Now that I know that the owner of the ashes is an arrogant man, and he is ashamed to say that he is going to fix my body, I definitely can't relax.
The scriptures in my mind grew faster and faster, and the scriptures were like beating notes, floating up one by one, floating in front of my eyes.
Every verse was golden, so beautiful that my heart slowly calmed down As the scriptures appeared, I felt that my body was getting lighter and heavier, and my soul was a little unstable.
I knew that the ghost thing was resisting me, and I didn't dare to be distracted anymore, that ghost thing had been sealed for so long, I didn't know how heavy its resentment was.
Now I can only use all my strength to give myself the upper hand, and if I slack off a little, my soul will be eaten by that ghost thing.
The method it uses is to eat my soul and let it live in my body, so that it can control my body, as if it were a corpse.
It's not what it looks like on TV, but I'm experiencing it myself, and I don't believe it until I experience it.
People on the outside world had no idea what I was going through with my eyes closed.
Two souls fighting in one body, competing for one body, this is the first time I have encountered it.
As the minutes passed, I slowly gained the upper hand, and I felt that my soul had stabilized a lot, and the male voice had not spoken since he had just spoken.
I think it must have been influenced by the scriptures, and maybe it also needs to stabilize its soul and not be distracted After all, it's just a soul, at least my soul and body are under my control, and it wants my body, how can it be as simple as it says.
It really doesn't take me seriously, and the price of despising me is to make it completely subordinate to me, and never let it eat my soul.
Just as I was fighting for my soul, the grandmother in the room finally looked at Xiao Muzi, who had been silent.
This is something I only learned later, my grandmother didn't say anything to Xiao Muzi too much, but just cured his soul.
Then he doesn't ask anything, doesn't interfere with it, and just lets it hide in a corner.
Because of my special situation now, it is impossible for Xiao Muzi to return to the wooden doll, so my grandmother let it stay outside.
Everyone in the family has seen Xiao Muzi, including Master and Angkor, and Grandma is now old and in good health. has already released the word, and he will no longer help people in the future, so no one will come to visit the family anymore, and it is safe for Xiaomuzi to stay at home like that.
I don't know how many days I lay in bed, when one day I felt that I could control my body, my eyelids moved slightly, I opened my eyes suddenly, and a dazzling light directly hit my eyes, I subconsciously reached out to block my eyes, but found that my arms still couldn't move. aa2705221: