Zhao Haoran's father no longer insisted or continued to pretend to be calm.
He followed Jiang Xiaoning's example and strode up to Father Jiang, hoping that Father Jiang could protect his safety.
Father Jiang stretched out his hand to take over the old clothes in Zhao Haoran's father's hand.
After a brief inspection, he found that Zhao Haoran's soul had been gathered.
This meant that the mission this time had been completed.
Now, while taking advantage of the opportunity, It's not completely dark yet, so it's best to leave as soon as possible.
"Okay, let's go."
Father Jiang said five words, dragged Jiang Xiaoning, and wanted to go back to the car along the way he came, and then go back to rescue Zhao Haoran.
But these three people had just taken two steps out when they saw a withered palm suddenly appear in the open space in front of them.
Looking at the size of the palm, you can tell that it is still a baby's palm.
However, the baby's palm that appeared just now was gray-white and chubby, and did not look so scary.
But the one that appeared now is completely black. , slightly curved, can be described as claws Moreover, the edges of the five fingers on the palm were all extremely sharp nails, which looked more terrifying than a dagger.
Father Jiang grabbed Jiang Xiaoning and asked her to hide behind him.
At this time, he must protect his daughter.
This is the nature of parents.
Although Zhao Haoran's father is scared, he does not intend to back down.
He has experienced a lot of things.
Although he has never experienced what is happening now, it does not mean that he can be scared.
"What should we do now?"
Zhao Haoran's father asked Father Jiang in a calm tone.
He wanted to know whether the problem in front of him was troublesome and whether there was any solution.
Before Father Jiang could speak, many withered little hands appeared on the open space in front of him.
Some even had broken fingers.
But all these little hands had one thing in common, which was their nails. sharp.
Father Jiang also felt a thump in his heart.
If the two little hands proved the existence of a dead baby, there must be at least dozens of souls of dead babies here.
It seems that this place must have been specially "made" by Lin Tianyang.
Otherwise, how could so many dead babies gather in a naturally formed place?
The talisman that Father Jiang used just now is still firmly in his hand.
Looking at this situation and thinking of what happened just now, Father Jiang did not hesitate to stick the talisman on his left hand.
His nearest withered little hand.
I originally thought that after this talisman touched the little hand, the little hand would retract into the ground just like before.
As long as these little hands could disappear for a while, I could rush out with Jiang Xiaoning and Zhao Haoran's father.
As long as they leave here, there will be nothing these brats can do.
At present, it seems that these little ghosts are gathered here, but their freedom must be restricted by something, otherwise, these little ghosts will definitely run around here.
Although Lin Tianyang has evil intentions and I hate him very much, but to be honest, I really admire Lin Tianyang's ability, and I don't know how many outer sect skills this kid has learned.
But even after the talisman was attached to the little hand, Father Jiang had waited for several long seconds, but he didn't see any change in the little hand, at least, it didn't shrink back.
This made Father Jiang start to struggle.
After thinking about what to do now, Father Jiang took out the copper coin sword in his backpack and struck the little hand with a sword.
The laughter around them suddenly stopped and was replaced by crying, bursts of shrill baby cries.
The sound came from all directions, went straight to the ears of the three people, and then lingered in the minds of the three people, unable to dissipate for a long time.
Gradually, the three people began to feel that the image of a baby appeared in their minds.
However, this baby is not the kind of cute, chubby baby, but the kind of baby whose whole body is gray and white, with blood-red eyes.
There is not a lot of hair on the head, only a very thin little one at the back.
Braid, what he was wearing was not the kind of baby clothes, but a bright red bellyband with a big word "福" embroidered with golden silk thread.
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No matter how you looked at it, you felt that this baby didn't look like a child today.
Father Jiang was the first to react.
These are the three people that the baby wants to control here.
This is not okay.
If you are really controlled, you still don’t know what will happen by then.
Father Jiang quickly took out three copper-green ancient coins from his pocket.
He first put one copper coin between his eyebrows, and then put the other two coins on Jiang Xiaoning and Zhao Haoran respectively.
Between father's eyebrows.
The heads of the three people woke up instantly.
They all pressed the copper coin between their eyebrows with their hands and refused to let go.
Who knows what will happen if they let go.
Seeing that the crying was of no use, the withered little hands on the ground began to shake vigorously again, but this time it was not just like being electrocuted, but more like a welcome ceremony.
Father Jiang thought, the little devil failed to control him just now, and Jiang Xiaoning, Zhao Haoran's father, will definitely not give up.
Since he has already taken action and failed to achieve his goal, he will definitely not give up.
That's how it ended.
Sure enough, before I could do anything, I heard giggles coming from the cement tomb behind me.
The laughter that appeared now was still different from the baby's laughter before.
Before, there were many babies' laughter mixed together.
Now, there was only one baby's laughter, which was still the same kind of gloomy laughter.
That is to say, the voice is that of a baby, but the tone is completely that of a man of quite a certain age.
Father Jiang quickly turned his head and looked at the tomb behind him, wanting to know what the opponent he would face later looked like.
Seeing his father turn back, Jiang Xiaoning followed suit and turned his head curiously to look in the direction of the tomb.
However, as soon as they turned around, before they could see clearly, the Jiang family father and daughter felt that countless small hands appeared on their shoulders.
Those little hands all tightly grasped the shoulders and arms of the Jiang family's father and daughter.
Soon, the two of them seemed to be pinned down by those little hands.
Zhao Haoran's father was not much better.
His body was also held down by those little hands at this moment.
"Dad, what should we do?"
Jiang Xiaoning reached out and tugged the little hand on her arm while calling her dad as hard as she could
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