Chapter 3483: Mountain Monster in the House of Horrors
Whether Constantine has the ability to cast spells, in fact, there is no big difference. He can usually use magic without using it, and he prefers to use his brain to solve problems.
You can say that he is a personal scumbag, an irresponsible scumbag, but you have to admit that the **** detective is a wise man.
It was said that the death knell and the secret guest put their hands on his shoulders to provide a sense of security, but Su Ming had already noticed that he wanted to use the energy in Liana through physical contact.
Probably he had this plan when he saw that the girl was able to cast spells and that the energy attribute was also the dark one.
Because Zha Kang is not familiar with the secret guest, and he doesn't know what kind of person she is. In his eyes, the girl is just a demon, so what's wrong with using the power of a demon to cast spells?
In fact, if he directly said that he wanted to borrow energy, of course Su Ming would also ask the secret guest to agree. But Zha Kang is this character, and he never tells the truth if he can deceive people.
But it doesn't matter, some trivial matters don't need to be concerned, as long as the results are good.
Su Mingchao nodded to the secret guest, and motioned to do so, Liana flattened her mouth and took a breath, putting her palms on Zha Kang's shoulders behind her.
There seemed to be a breeze blowing across the corridor, and the coolness followed, and the air seemed to become thicker.
Constantine shrank his neck and shivered, closing his eyes, as if he had been upset by something, holding the cross in his hands, he jumped up.
He is also a talent, and he uses African voodoo rituals to drive the holy relics of the Cross. Is this a stage play co-produced by the British and Africans?
Anyway, Su Ming directly thought of the two blossoms. If he were not an unbeliever, I am afraid he would still ask Zakang to apologize to all the people of the Vatican.
Zha Kang turned his eyes and chanted the spell while jumping wildly, he was really stealing the secret guest's power to cast the spell.
Liana glanced at the teacher secretly and raised her eyebrows for advice. Su Ming just shook her head and motioned for Constantine to steal, pretending to be unaware.
Anyway, even if this lie is revealed, this cheeky scum will only shame, saying that there is no way to solve the problem without energy, and the final result will not change.
The spell is getting faster and faster, and the voice is getting louder and louder. After ten seconds, it seems that the whole corridor is echoing with loud chanting sounds.
It was like a bell ringing, and it was like the waves beating against the rocks.
An indescribable sense of rhythm is permeated in the originally completely unrhyme spell, and Constantine's eyes also emit a faint red light. But the scenes that should have been very oppressive, when paired with his wretched face, only seemed to make people want to laugh.
Fortunately, the casting was effective. Although no one knew what Zha Kang did, the corridor was gradually stretched.
The wallpaper on the wall seems to move with the space, like a silk scarf stuck in a hole on the desktop, and there are invisible hands pulling the four corners of the silk scarf, pulling it out of the hole, and slowly spreading it out. On the table.
A room marked with 217 on a door appeared, as if it had grown from the original wall, and even made a bang when it came out, like pulling Pi Shouzi out of the toilet.
Constantine smiled crookedly, and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth and clicked on it. After putting away the cross, he turned his palm in a gesture of inviting in:
"It's done, now send me back to Earth 0, and if conditions permit, give me a few more bottles of wine, Etania's wine is really awful, and I have not had a good day these days."
He smacked his lips, showing an expression after drinking horse urine.
"Don't worry, John." Su Ming grabbed his shoulders and didn't loosen them. With the other hand, he twisted the doorknob: "I don't know if there is something I want to find in the door. You can accompany me again. Play for a while, so I don’t have to send you away and catch you back."
"Hey, has anyone ever said that trading with you is more difficult than dealing with the devil?" Zha Kang sighed. He deeply inhaled the nicotine mist, his nostrils enlarged and shrunk, but he nodded resigningly: "All right. Since you like to act with me, I'm not good at rejecting it, but let go of your hand first. You still hold me when you open the door. I have the illusion of being treated as a meat shield."
Su Ming smiled slightly, pushed open the door decisively, and walked first by himself.
When they were outside the door, they were quiet and could not hear anything. After entering this suite, the three of them could clearly hear a sound similar to tree cutting.
Passing through the small aisle behind the door, you first came to the master bedroom of the suite. This suite has a half-story structure with a mezzanine. A huge king size double bed is placed in the center of the room, facing a set of gorgeous lamps.
The bed was messy. There was a set of yellow bear dolls left in the corner. The quilts and sheets were messy together, as if someone just got up not long ago.
Su Ming put a finger on the lips of the mask, and signaled his teammates not to speak. In the sound of ‘duo’ like cutting a tree, he walked to the bed and bent over and reached out to touch under the quilt.
It's freezing cold, like digging a hole in an Arctic glacier, and there is a kind of disgusting tide.
The TV set directly opposite the big bed was still on, but at this time only the snowflakes on the screen remained, and the black and white spots twisted unnaturally.
The direction of the sound of tree cutting is in the depths of the suite. Ambassador-level suites often have a small bedroom, and the cloakroom rooms are just in the other small aisle.
Constantine spit out a smoke ring, made an expression that stretched his face and tongue out like a hanged ghost, and pointed in that direction silently. He already felt the existence of the spirit.
In fact, after hearing this sound, the death knell has already guessed what it will be. com, but the classic scenes still have to be watched by everyone.
So he pulled up Constantine, took Liana, and the three of them walked around the dirty bed and walked towards the deep corridor.
As soon as I turned, I saw a blue-and-white person under the faint light. There was a layer of ice on his body, and there was even a small ice edge hanging under his nose. At this time, he was stiffly slashing the bathroom with his fire axe. door.
The zombie-like face was still reflecting a yellowish light, like an ice sculpture preparing for an exhibition.
"Huh, it's not bad, it's not the most unpleasant one." Zha Kang commented with a cigarette in his mouth, and didn't even put the active corpse in his eyes: "What do you think of Slade? I personally believe it. There is a ghost in the "The Shining" story."
"Oh? Now this thing is right in front of you. It's hard to say no?" Su Ming looked at Jack's zombies, watched his intently cleaving the door, and continued to chat with Zha Kang.
"I used to think there was a ghost, because if this unlucky Jack was simply frozen to death in the hedge maze, then he should have a'undressing phenomenon'." Constantine said something about the autopsy. After all, he But a detective.
Many people who have been frozen to death will have hallucinations before they die, feeling that they are so hot, like they are under the noon sun in the equatorial country, so they will start to take off their clothes in a daze, and Speed up his own death.
Therefore, Constantine prefers that the hapless man was killed by the evil spirits in the hotel, and seeing this trip today proves his point.
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