Chapter 553: lend you a soul

"Daoist..."

Wang Sizhe's face suddenly changed.

He wanted to escape, but he didn't expect Chu Tian to be so vigilant.

Wang Sizhe's strange eyes stared straight at Chu Tian, ​​not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Wang Sizhe gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and the whole person instantly turned into an afterimage, running towards the distance.

"Do you still want to run?"

Chu Tian sneered, and he immediately moved in front of Wang Sizhe.

"Snapped!"

Chu Tian grabbed Wang Sizhe's neck tightly and pressed him to the ground, "Better be honest with me!"

"Zizi..."

The thunder and lightning in the palm of the left hand continued to linger, and a lightning strike directly hit Wang Sizhe.

That Wang Sizhe seemed to be okay, his body only shook slightly, but he didn't feel any pain.

There was no change in the expression on his face.

"Ok?"

Chu Tian froze for a moment, then slapped his forehead suddenly.

Only then did I remember that this Wang Sizhe was already a dead man, and the ordinary means of special abilities were useless to him.

The only ones who can deal with him are the Blade of the King, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, and the mighty Tianlong.

If the special ability is blessed by the King's Blade, it can also deal with monsters like Wang Sizhe.

Chu Tian's mind moved, and immediately took out the King's Blade from the Qiankun Ring, grabbed the King's Blade, and stabbed it towards Wang Sizhe's abdomen without hesitation!

"Tear!"

Wang Sizhe's abdomen felt a tearing pain, and he screamed in agony, looking at Chu Tian with horror on his face, struggling desperately.

"This is the price for your previous dishonesty."

Chu Tian pulled out the King's Blade, stuck it on the cement floor beside him, and stared at Wang Sizhe coldly, "From now on, be honest with me, what do I ask you, what do you answer, do you understand?"

"Ming...Understood, Daoist Master!"

Wang Sizhe nodded his head like garlic, he was deeply afraid of the king's blade beside Chu Tian.

Wang Sizhe had a lingering fear in his heart. He didn't expect that this Taoist priest was so powerful that he actually had a magic weapon that could hurt him!

"I ask you, what happened to the curse, shouldn't you have died in 2010, is it related to the curse?"

Chu Tian's voice was like a rainbow, and the words were sonorous.

Wang Sizhe was frightened when he heard Chu Tian's words, he shivered and said tremblingly: "Dao... Daoist priest, I don't know what happened to the curse, Wang Sizhe himself died in 2010. already."

"What's the meaning?"

When Chu Tian heard Wang Sizhe's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed, "Aren't you Wang Sizhe?"

"Master, I am Wang Sizhe, not Wang Sizhe."

Wang Sizhe shook his head and said something that made Chu Tian feel a little confused. Seeing that Chu Tian frowned and looked impatient, he couldn't help explaining: "In 2010, I didn't drown."

Wang Sizhe recalled that his eyes were full of deep fear.

"I'm just cursing a puppet below. I told you about it last time, the Taoist priest. I accepted a website, and the curse has been burned since then. I'm not lying to you."

"It's just that there is something wrong with the timing. I have already accepted this website in 2010. Since then, I have been haunted by the curse. I should be the first person in our country to be cursed. "

"In 2010, Curse issued the ninth task of the first round, asking me to hold my breath for a minute at the bottom of the river. Although it is difficult to hold my breath for a minute, for many people, as long as they have a little training, they can easily Finish."

"If I don't do it, the curse will kill the people closest to me. I had to do it. After I sank to the bottom of the river and held my breath for a minute, when I was about to climb up to the bottom of the river, my feet were wrapped in water plants. on."

"I was so anxious at the time that I wanted to go ashore in a hurry, but the more I struggled, the tighter the weeds became, and then I..."

Wang Sizhe sighed, his face full of helplessness: "I was suffocated to death because of this aquatic plant."

"I'm dead, but I can say I'm not dead, because when I came to the mortuary, I suddenly woke up again, and just when I thought it was incredible, there was a mass of writing in blood on my wrist."

"It says..."

"Lend your soul and soul to continue the curse task. After completing seven times, you will be allowed to return to life!"

Wang Sizhe paused, looked up at Chu Tian's expression, and continued: "I just want to live, although I look no different from a living person, and even have the body temperature that a living person should have, but when I am not doing the curse task Every night of…”

"I would feel as if there were countless souls around me crying at me, tormenting me constantly, making me unable to survive or die."

Chu Tian pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand, what do you mean... you are also innocent?"

Wang Sizhe thumped, knelt in front of Chu Tian, ​​nodded his head like garlic, "Daoist, I... everything I said is true!"

Chu Tian took a grip towards the void not far away.

The blade of the king, which had been stuck on the ground, flew into Chu Tian's palm with a bang.

Holding the Blade of Kings, he pointed at Wang Sizhe and said, "Let me see the words on your arm."

Wang Sizhe hesitated.

"What? Lying?"

Chu Tian's voice was icy cold, and his eyes flashed brightly.

"No, it's not..."

Wang Sizhe shook his head again and again, raised his hands and rolled up his sleeves.

When Chu Tian saw the arms, he frowned and almost vomited in disgust.

These arms are no longer human hands.

The two arms have become charred black, and the pits are still covered with maggots and flies, and they are constantly enjoying the nutrients brought by the flesh and blood of the arms.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Tian asked.

"That's what happened after I lost my soul and soul."

Wang Sizhe's voice was calm, but full of unwillingness: "The soul and soul lent to me by the curse is incomplete, it will make my arms grow **** flesh every once in a while, and then be eaten by maggots, no matter how I clean up these maggots , all in vain.”

Chu Tian looked at Wang Sizhe and remained silent.

He didn't know whether what Wang Sizhe said was true or not.

But there is one thing he can be sure of.

In this world, apart from a few people like Wang Sizhe and Wu Xiuzhi, there are actually many people suffering from conservative curses.

And this curse...

It's an evil creature!

Since Chutian came to this world, he has fought against two different curses, although he has repelled them.

But it seems... did not really kill the curse!