But he saw the young man take out an iron pestle and draw a strange pattern on the ground.

Lin Mufu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Song Shisan said: "If you are killing ordinary people, I don't really care if there is such a ceremony, but you are Prime Minister Lin, a veteran of three dynasties, and have been prime minister three times."

He grinned: "It really made Lin Xiangmei smile. I'm actually a little nervous now."

Lin Mufu was slightly angry: "I'm asking you, what does this painting mean?"

Song Shisan said: "Don't Prime Minister Lin want to be dignified? I drew this soul-destroying picture with the most solemn attitude, but Prime Minister Lin is still not satisfied?"

Lin Mufu's eyes widened.

People of his age are more or less superstitious and feel that there is indeed something in this world that should be feared.

Soul-destroying picture.

If you listen to these three words, you will know what they mean. This picture is to suppress people's souls.

In other words, you cannot be reincarnated after death...

"you dare?"

Lin Mufu's eyes turned cold.

Song Shisan didn't care about what he said at all, but said in an apologetic tone: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Lin, it will be fine soon."

Lin Mufu turned around to leave, but at his age and without knowing any martial arts, how could he possibly leave?

Song Shisan reached out and grabbed Lin Mufu's neck, lifted Lin Mufu up with one hand, and continued to draw his soul-destroying diagram on the ground with the iron pestle in his other hand.

"You people who live in high-rise compounds are really troublesome."

Song Shisan was slightly annoyed.

Because the stone slabs on the floor of Lin Mu's house are extremely hard, it would be difficult to draw a perfect soul-destroying diagram with an iron pestle on them.

Moreover, once the iron pestle is poked, the stone slab may be broken. If it is broken, wouldn't the Soul-Destroying Diagram also be broken?

"Don't shout, there's no point in shouting."

Song Shisan said: "Everyone in your house has been taken away. I think you are pitiful. You have reached such a high position, but there is not even a trusted person around you. They all want to kill you."

He smiled and said: "If anyone can save you at this time, probably only gods will be left. Look at the sky. Will there be gods floating down to save you?"

There are no gods. There are no gods in this world.

There is a door panel.

With a bang, the door of Lin Mu's house flew over. The speed was extremely fast, faster than a god could fly. It turned and turned fast. Even a god couldn't fly so abnormally.

At this moment, Song Shisan's eyes suddenly widened.
Chapter completed!