Jian Hao looked at the male protagonist with a loveless look and almost didn't hold back, but fortunately, Melbourne beside him had a serious face, so he barely held back, coughed twice, and then saw the witch branch the little horse out.
"Son, you go out first, and don't come in whatever you hear."
As if he had been pardoned, he walked out of the stone house without hesitation, and "consciously" closed the wooden door "You three do it all for yourselves."
The witch glanced at Brother Hao and the others, and then said no more, and after pressing the young police officer holding the flintlock pistol tightly to the chair, she quickly paced to the other side of the long table, grabbed the shackles placed on the table, and began to scare herself.
The young police officer did not give up, and he stretched out his head and asked.
"What voice should he not hear?"
He probably knew the answer to the question, but he really didn't want to admit it.
On the other side,The witch has put the s props in place,Her hands are already tied with shackles,Hearing the male owner's question,The witch didn't pay attention to him.,But tried the length of the shackles.,Well,It's good.,Can't catch the guest.,Within the effective safety range.。
After doing this, she began to speak in a voice that is unique to her profession.
"He rode to the Valley of the Deadheads, and then came back, and I heard him, and I smelled his blood," said the witch, as she quickly tinkered with the various bottles and jars on the long table, gathering many unknown powders into the vessels in front of her, and from time to time bursts of extremely unsafe white smoke rose in the process.
"Is this girl casting some witchcraft, it's really witchcraft" Konstantin didn't plan to bring a gun in, but then stood in the hut and was shocked by the atmosphere of the hut, and before he knew it, he had been holding an arquebus for a long time.
"Who knows," Jian Hao pouted, "From the perspective of their time, it is probably witchcraft, but in our time, it was probably just some kind of chemical experiment." ” Even Brother Hao advocates science like the male protagonist, but after all, it is currently in an absurd movie with "ghosts do exist", there are ghosts and monsters, and witchcraft is not enough And in Jian Hao's heart, he hoped that what this witch was doing was indeed witchcraft.
"Yes, yes," the male protagonist Klein, who also feels the same way, is also thinking about similar problems, and he himself will make similar white smoke when doing some "scientific experiments", but even so, the "chemical reaction" in the vessel in front of the witch still makes him a little restless Considering the possible misunderstanding, the male protagonist added.
"I'm here to stop him from committing another murder."
The teacher is famous, and the truth is eternal and unchanging.
The witch listened to the young officer's unashamed words, fished out a large bamboo cage from under the seat, shook it, and shook out of it a big black wing bat that was jumping around, good fellow, the size of an adult's palm.
The beast fluttered and squeaked on the long table, but before it could escape, the witch held down the dagger's edge and flashed in her hand, and in the next second, the poor little thing was already in a different place.
"If you want to know about Hades, I can help you."
The part of making the knife seemed to make her feel extremely excited, and before she knew it, the girl's tone was much lighter.
Seeing the bat brother who was neatly cut off his head, Klein couldn't help but gasp.
The witch thrust the dagger into the table, grabbed the thing in her hand and began to bleed, Jian Hao blinked her eyes, and couldn't help but start complaining Well, it seems that it is indeed an unfathomable bloodline limit witchcraft After being irrigated with bat blood, the smoke in the tabletop utensils gradually turned from thin white to rich black smoke, and it seemed that it would not take long for the few people present to dial 119.
"What are you doing" Crane obviously realized the seriousness of the matter, and couldn't help but ask.
"Don't move or make a noise" the witch reminded him, this is a trade secret, how can I tell you, tell you, you have to join the Holy Mountain Witch Freemasonry.
"When the ghost comes, I'll keep him."
The psychological activity in the middle is naturally Brother Hao on the side complaining irresponsibly, but when listening to the witch say the ghost, including Melbourne, everyone can't help but concentrate their spirits, and the witch in the original plot can indeed summon these things, but no one in the alienated version dares to guarantee what will appear.
The "ghost" young officer didn't seem to quite understand what the other person was talking about.
"Quiet, he's coming."
The witch interrupts the male protagonist.
"Let's not watch the next picture," Konstantin proposed tremblingly, when the original plot was over, several of them had already experienced the terrifying picture once, this time it was still immersive, not stunned, it was definitely a lie.
Jian Hao wanted to confirm some things personally, but Konstantin's jealousy didn't have any effect on him, "Well, if you don't look at it" Before he finished speaking, the main character's long table exploded.
After the witch finished speaking, she fell down on the table, and did not react for a while, and the bewildered male protagonist finally couldn't help it after a short anxious wait, and cautiously opened his mouth tentatively.
"Madame" No response.
"Madame, can you hear me?"
Still no response.
It's about to enter the new century, why are these people still doing these things, she won't be fainted by the smoke she made herself, but it looks very weird, otherwise I'll move her Brother Hao consciously helped the male protagonist narrate in his heart Crane screamed twice, but there was no response, so he had the courage to reach out and try to touch the man to see if something was wrong, but just as his trembling fingertips were about to touch the hair of the woman in front of him, the latter suddenly raised his face, and a shocking evil face appeared in front of the young officer.
This is a hideous and ugly face of the eight women, the whole face is full of rough and deep cracks, there is no flesh and blood, only dry skin wrapped in rotten bones, she is like a demon who has been suddenly awakened, her eyes and tongue are extremely exaggerated and fly out of their original position a foot away, and fly in the air wantonly This situation frightened Klein and Constantine into a stumbling position, and the witch possessed by the evil spirit flew directly over the long table, and the whole one pounced on the male protagonist who fell to the ground, fortunately limited by the shackles that were dug deep into the wall, otherwise he would almost not even be able to save Klein from the halo of the protagonist.
"You're looking for a bloody warrior, the Headless Horseman," the ghost's hysterical voice roared throughout the western jungle, "Follow the Indian Trail straight to the sunset, look for the Tree of the Dead, and climb into the resting place of the Headless Horseman" With that, the abominable witch lost consciousness again.
Crane grinned and removed the witch from his body, staggered to his feet, and was just about to run away, when he saw three gentlemen standing in the stone house, he said with a little embarrassment, "Oh gentlemen, I think we should go" "Your Excellency the Honorable Police Officer," Jian Hao tilted his head slightly, smiling.
"We'd like to stay here for a few minutes, and hopefully have your permission to do so." t1706231537: