I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 234: The formation operates in completely opposite directions, is it another miracle caused by great force?
The negative energy in the surrounding area continued to gather around the constantly operating formation.

Under the nourishment of the black air, many confused undead souls seemed to have gained a little consciousness.

As painful memories of the past emerged, anger showed on their distorted and terrifying faces, and they roared and chased after the fleeing Armitage family.

"I thought you would just do it, or try a gentler approach."

Sam's tone was slightly surprised.

"What gentle way? Gather evidence and bring them to justice?"

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Su Fan's mouth.

"The family that owns the manor can be exempted from most of the blame just by paying money, not to mention the many powerful and influential people with vested interests behind it."

"They go through a set of fake procedures, and before long they can return to their homes and continue their previous activities."

"To deal with this, the only way is to directly eliminate it from the reality."

Dean heard this and nodded.

What Su Fan said makes sense. It is indeed very difficult for evil people who have huge social resources to receive the punishment they deserve.

"So what are you going to do with these undead after you kill them?"

Dean lowered his head suddenly to allow the undead with the dark wind behind him to pass through, while asking Su Fan.

"After everything is over, we'll see what happens."

Before these undead spirits were nourished by Yin energy, they were so weak that they could not even appear directly.

Even if it is contaminated with evil spirit, it won't be that strong.

The best outcome would be for them to dissipate on their own after taking their revenge.

If he was controlled by the killing instinct, Su Fan could only recite two magic spells.

"But before that, I need you to do something."

Dean and Sam became a little more cheerful after hearing this.

It would be too boring to just wait here.

Now that I finally have work to do, I'm not very enthusiastic.

After listening to Su Fan's arrangements, some doubts appeared on the faces of the two Winchester brothers.

"Can they really find it? Why do they keep this kind of thing?"

"I'll think about the reasons later, just go find them first."

Dean and Sam nodded and began to explore the mansion.

As for Su Fan himself, he slowly began to observe the formation he had drawn.

Under Su Fan's vision of the mysterious world, more detailed parts appeared in his field of vision.

The basis of the formation is a simple five-color spirit gathering formation.

There is almost no difficulty in setting up.

Su Fan was worried that the gathered Yin Energy was not enough, so he added the Xiantian Bagua.

However, the two did not complement each other.

The operation of the formation is completely independent.

The five elements are mutually generated and restrained, and the innate Bagua is in operation. The form in which the Yin energy of both is gathered is in the form of a vortex.

But the troubling thing is that the directions of rotation of the two vortices are completely opposite.

Under normal circumstances, the two sides should cancel each other out, resulting in nothing, or the effect is halved.

Now the two formations can operate normally without interfering with each other, which can be called a spectacle.

Su Fan guessed that the reason why it was so effective was largely due to himself.

Simply put, this is another example of great strength making miracles happen.

[It seems that I still need to practice more and learn more to gain experience in formations. ]

Once the formation fails to be set up, the materials will most likely completely lose their original effect.

Su Fan was not so bold as to use those rare treasures for training.

As a result, quickly improving knowledge and proficiency in formations has become a major task at present.

Su Fan casually found some paper and pen, sat on the sofa in the living room, and started writing and drawing.

It's so leisurely that people almost ignore the eerie and gloomy environment.

In the utility room at the end of the corridor on the second floor above the living room, Missy was covering her mouth and trying to control her breathing. This pampered woman still couldn't believe that everything she had experienced before was actually happening in reality.

The young man drew a mysterious pattern on the ground and placed a few things on it.

Such a simple process actually increased the power of those ghosts by more than a little. Not only did they appear directly in front of them, but they were also able to directly harm their family.

Why does this happen?

Missy was hiding in the utility room, her life experiences flashing through her mind.

Born into a middle-class intellectual family, she had excellent grades since childhood, graduated with a doctorate in psychology from a prestigious university, and met and married the famous brain doctor Dean Armitage.

After deciding to carry out the brain transplant surgery, the first operation was flawless and a great success.

With her accumulated wealth and connections, it is even more difficult for anything to threaten her.

Most of the time, Missy observed the victims from a bird's-eye view.

Once you come to this manor, you can only die according to the predetermined script. No matter how hard you struggle, you cannot escape from her clutches.

It's like playing chess with an opponent using the assistance of a computer.

The result is already determined and the process is boring.

But this time, she encountered a situation she had never experienced before.

The other party never cooperated with their ideas, and Missy and the others were led by the nose throughout the whole process.

They thought that after the exorcism ceremony, the situation would proceed as they expected and return to the familiar rhythm.

I didn't expect that what awaited me was a complete collapse.

It was like the opponent who was preparing to play chess, smashed the chess pieces, kicked over the chessboard, and then put a gun to her head without even looking at the chessboard...

"call……"

The cold wind was howling in the space outside.

The roars of resentment were endless.

Missy knew that there were many ghosts looking for her.

Her hypnosis has played a key role many times in subduing those physically strong black people.

Apart from her husband who performed the surgery directly, she was the one the undead hated the most.

If they find me...

The strong cold air made Missy shiver violently. She opened her mouth and exhaled a puff of white mist. Then, as if she realized something, her face turned pale.

The noise outside had stopped, and the coldness in here was getting stronger.

This means that the group of terrifying beings filled with resentment are right outside the door at this moment!
Wisps of black air stretched out from the door like tentacles.

Missy's eyes were full of fear. The impact of fear caused her to lose control of her bowels and bladder, and the narrow space was filled with a foul stench.

There were many strange laughs coming from outside the door.

But she used to consider herself elegant and didn't care about these things.

Even though she knew the other party already knew she was inside, and even though she was covered in filth, she still refused to move an inch.

She wants to live...

Even if it was just for a few seconds longer, she wanted to continue living.

However, her wish was doomed to fail.

A dark ghost face passed through the thick wooden door and looked at her.

The terrified eyes and the white ghost eyes were only a few centimeters apart...

"Now...sunk into the floor..."

The undead smiled grimly and uttered the words she was most familiar with.

That was the key suggestion she most often used to hypnotize her victims.

But at this moment, I have become the target of this sentence.

……

After a moment, the door to the storage room opened.

The ghost disappeared, and the white woman's limbs and head twisted 180 degrees and merged into the floor.

It was as if the wooden floor suddenly turned into liquid, and then suddenly solidified...

(End of this chapter)