White Crane Child’s feet perford the Three-step Praise, quickly closing the distance between them.
The old man glanced back, his eyes fierce, and pulled out a wooden tablet from his bosom, biting it in his mouth.
A black fog rose from the wooden tablet, blood imdiately seeped from the old man’s eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, but his running speed increased as a result, and his limbs beca more agile.
This way, the chase began, with one chasing and the other fleeing.
While running, the old man realized that the official in charge behind him had stopped.
"Phew..."
The old man slightly relaxed, and just as he was about to remove the wooden tablet from his mouth, he heard the sound of "whoosh whoosh" from behind. Turning around, he saw the official in charge had three sticks of incense on his head and was chasing after him again!
Now, the old man didn’t dare spit out the tablet; instead, he bit down hard, the black juice inside oozing out, seeping into his throat.
Thick veins extended from his neck downwards, further increasing the old man’s speed.
The specialty industry did not pay much attention to regional advantages; the psychiatric hospital, situated in the new district with spacious surroundings and few people on the roads at this ti, was ideal for a relentless run.
The old man’s breath beca weaker, aware that his physical condition had been pushed to the limit, and it was difficult to further exploit his potential with the current thods.
Behind him, the official-in-charge was getting closer, and although White Crane Child seed to be walking, each blink seed to change his position, bringing an inexplicable pressure.
Seeing a river ahead, the old man reached into his bamboo basket and pulled out a silver toad, crying out:
"My child, save your grandpa this once, and after that, grandpa will let you rest in peace!"
Saying that, he placed the silver toad on top of his head.
The toad, originally inanimate, seed to stir, fixing itself atop the old man’s head.
Blisters appeared on the old man’s skin, so of which had already burst, oozing pus.
These blisters pulsed and swelled at the sa frequency as the toad on his head.
The old man was cursing himself.
Through this thod, he sought to attain further madness.
Regardless of the cost, he must at least save his life!
"Ribbit, ribbit!"
The old man’s throat swelled into a tumor, making frog sounds as he jumped into the river ahead.
White Crane Child also entered the river.
The old man swam underwater, while the child walked under the water.
The three sticks of incense on the child’s headdress did not extinguish in the river, but burned faster underwater.
Waves dispersed in front of the child, reducing the resistance of walking in the water, more strenuous than performing the Three-step Praise on land.
The old man felt he was nearing his limit. Glancing back again, he saw the child standing still under the water.
"Gurgle gurgle..."
Seeing this, the old man excitedly blew bubbles.
He had so understanding of the official in charge, knowing that each Divination initiated by the Divination Child could only continue once with the help of Guiding Incense, and once ti was up, the official would leave and the Divination Child would beco weak.
He resisted the urge to turn back and kill, gritted his teeth, and spurred his agonizing body, cursed, to keep swimming forward until under the pitch-black night sky, no longer seeing that figure.
Underwater, Lin Shuyou took out a Sealing Talisman Needle from his pocket.
He was going to inject himself.
"Buzz!"
The talisman needle pierced into his chest, stabilizing the almost dissipated vertical pupils.
Lin Shuyou opened his mouth, making an indistinct sound underwater, while his hands repeatedly danced back and forth over his body.
If you could listen closely at this mont, you might faintly hear him reciting so multiplication table, with each number adding up to their respective directions.
As it turns out, during his previous ti lying in the hospital, Lin Shuyou had seriously read so books.
Lately, using Brother Bin’s desk in Li Zhiyuan’s dorm room, despite the hardships, his mind had actively been contemplating.
He was a genius among the officials, but not an all-around genius.
Despite catching up with Tan Wenbin and Yin ng’s progress through hard work, he only knew what but not why; nevertheless, he could rely on a mantra coupled with a formula, following a fixed process.
Of course, this was actually enough for a Divination Child.
Finally, Lin Shuyou’s left hand grasped his right wrist, and his right thumb pressed against his forehead.
Gather Evil!
Evil Qi began flowing into his body from all around, the vertical pupils restored, gleaming sharply, and White Crane Child returned.
The child clenched his fists, opened his mouth, and let out a loud roar.
He was very angry, very panicked, very agitated.
Because His Divination Child had truly embarked on this path.
"You... must die!"
...
The old man lay on the riverbank, his body extensively rotten and festering, his condition was very poor, but he had a smile on his lips, having escaped and saved his life.
Then, a trace of resentnt appeared in his eyes; his precious granddaughter, who on earth had she provoked this ti.
Zhao ngyao was his granddaughter. When she went to the university, she secretly took a human skin cursed object from the family shrine.
In fact, it was discovered at ho, but at that ti, thinking that a girl alone at university with a cursed object for self-defense could at least ensure she was not bullied.
But unexpectedly, not long after the school year started, the family sensed the human skin cursed object had been used.
He imdiately ca to the school and found his granddaughter.
He did not co to accuse her but was concerned that his granddaughter didn’t know how to share the backlash after cursing, so he brought the foster care agreents from two orphaned households in the village for his granddaughter to sign.
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