C209 evil spirit

Name:The Strange Memoir Author:
"Why don't you give it another try?" Zheng Wuxie looked at me and made a flicking gesture.

"Nonsense, if you say no, then no!" Is there really nothing you can do? " I shook my head. soul-stabbing hand is a person who drinks poison to quench his thirst, no matter how strong and determined he is, he wouldn't be able to handle it, not to mention this seemingly unhealthy old man. If he were to do it again, there's no need to think about it.

Creak! The door was pushed open, and Fan Cunhu rushed in with two bags in his hands. His speed was much faster than I expected by at least two times. This made the already helpless Zheng Wuxie and I heave a sigh of relief.

Before he could speak anymore, Zheng Wuxie took his backpack from Fan Cunhu's hands and quickly opened the cinnabar box. Then, he took out a blank talisman paper and drew a mysterious pattern on it in one go.

It was slightly different from what I imagined, the talisman wasn't stuck to the center of his brows, but was placed directly on Feng Shugu's father's body., who had already reacted to it, suddenly widened his eyes, and slowly laid back down on the bed.

"Turn off the oil lamp!" As Zheng Wuxie said that, he took out some white wax and placed it on the bedside according to a certain pattern. Fan Cunhu immediately extinguished the oil lamp that was constantly emitting explosive sounds in one breath.

The white wax was ignited, and the space that had just fallen into darkness instantly brightened up again. A few small flames slowly rose up, but the time of one breath later suddenly became big. That burning posture didn't seem like it was there at all.

"Outside is starting to burn down the money! "This really takes a long time." Zheng Wuxie complained in dissatisfaction, but I could feel that the strange aura in the room was slowly becoming thicker.

At the same time, a mysterious force continued to press down on the room from the outside. Although it was an uncomfortable feeling, it was clearly aimed at this strange aura in the room. It slowly compressed and caused this strange aura to sink into a quagmire.

There is naturally a rebound due to oppression. This is an unbreakable truth no matter what level it is, so the ghost aura starts to gather more and more. As I stood there, I could only feel a bone-chilling coldness.

A red wax was obvious in the middle of a few pieces of white wax, no matter if it was the color or the method Zheng Wuxie used to ignite the red wax. It was not ignited directly with an open flame, but a flame produced by a twist of a finger on the wax core.

The red wax ignited, and the atmosphere changed once again. However, after the red wax was ignited, a third power started to appear. Although it was not very strong, and was far from the two types of Qi that had already reached their peak, the spreading of the ghost aura suddenly stopped.

I didn't say anything to disturb Zheng Wuxie. At this time, his expression was extremely serious, and you couldn't tell that he had that playful and disrespectful expression on his face.

The second talisman appeared in Zheng Wuxie's hand. He did not use cinnabar, but used his hand to draw on the talisman for a while, and then suddenly turned his hand in the air. The talisman that should have been soft originally suddenly straightened itself in the air, and a small cluster of weak flames ignited from the top of the talisman, quickly spreading and causing the entire talisman to burn.

With his other hand, Zheng Wuxie picked up the small black bowl that was already prepared at the side, and directly filled half of the bowl with water from the water basin placed beside the bed. At this time, the talisman was already completely burnt out, and from the looks of it, the flames were already about to burn his fingers. The black paper ashes did not scatter to the ground, but maintained the appearance of before burning. Streams of white lines appeared on the black paper ashes, which were probably the traces that Zheng Wuxie's finger had made.

The talisman ignited on Zheng Wuxie's finger, but that flame didn't seem to have any heat at all. Zheng Wuxie didn't even blink.

The last bit of the flame went out and the black ash was dipped into the water of the black bowl. A ball of white mist floated past the bowl's opening. The whole process was not sluggish at all. It was as if he was beating up a cow.

Feng Shugu's father who was lying on the bed had his eyes opened wide, the red color in his eyes had already turned into a colour of blood, making him look extremely terrifying. Zheng Wuxie forcefully opened his mouth and poured all the water in a bowl into his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, a blurry aura seemed to have shrouded that pair of red eyes. Zheng Wuxie heaved a sigh of relief and took out a roll of red rope to tie the red rope onto the candles beside the bed.

Red ropes were used in many places. These colored ropes seemed to have a power that could pierce through the world of the living and the world of the dead. They were easy to provoke ghosts, and under special circumstances, they could turn into a power that the ghosts feared.

"Come out!" With an explosive sound, Zheng Wuxie ruthlessly threw the black bowl of water onto the ground. Pa la, a ragged and ghastly figure staggered out from Feng Shugu's father's body.

This was a fiendish demon. When it came out, the terrifying aura it exuded caused the power from burning money to retreat quickly, and the room seemed to become extremely cold. Only the mysterious power represented by the red wax was able to resist the incomparably dense ghost aura. However, it also seemed to be in danger of being destroyed at any moment.

From the moment this ghost appeared, Zheng Wuxie's expression instantly turned ugly, cold sweat quickly seeping out from his forehead. The Phantom Demon ignored us. He staggered back to the corner of the wall, let out a howl and pounced towards Feng Shugu's father.

The red light seemed to have turned into a wall, appearing by the side of the bed as the ghost pounced on it. I seemed to hear the sound of steel colliding with metal, and the ghost was bounced back until I reached the base of the wall before I could steady myself. Amongst the white wax and red wax, there were two white wax flames that flickered for a moment. Then, they gradually lit up again on the verge of extinguishing.

I felt a sense of familiarity, but also a sense of unfamiliarity. It's just like when Zheng Wuxie asked me what I felt when I first entered the room. I said that I felt a baleful aura, but then denied it. Once again, that similar feeling appeared, just like the smell unique to Adhesive Red Object, but at some point, it was wrong. Yes, but not all of it.

"Got into trouble!" Qi Qiao, be careful! " Zheng Wuxie did not turn his head. He looked at the red wax light shining upon the soul of the person who had sat up on the bed. The soul's face contorted in fear, and it prepared to get down from the bed.

"Go back!" Zheng Wuxie let out a low and deep breath, pressed his thumb onto the core sand box, and quickly pressed it between the eyebrows of Feng Shugu's father's soul. The soul that was about to get up seemed to have been immobilized, as Zheng Wuxie's finger once again returned to the body on the bed.

I heard a ghastly sneer, and the raggedy ghost suddenly pounced towards Zheng Wuxie. The front of the skinny, wrinkled palm seemed to be trying to grab at Zheng Wuxie's neck. But Zheng Wuxie had not turned around, he did not care about facing the evil spirit that was pouncing towards him.

The situation is extremely dangerous, I don't even need to think to know, if Zheng Wuxie gets grabbed by this palm, even if he doesn't die, he would at least lose a layer of skin. Ignoring the cold energy that was continuously invading my body, I swiftly placed myself behind Zheng Wuxie, blocked the attack, and gently turned the small black cloth in my hand to cover the face of the Yin Ghosts.

No matter how powerful one was, one would still suffer a heavy blow from the small black cloth. I was a little regretful that Zhao Qijiu wasn't by his side. Otherwise, if the Chinese rhubarb umbrella at his house could cover over the ghost's head, the small black cloth could instantly cover over the ghost's head. One had to know that even the extremely terrifying thing like the Happy Ghost had to obediently turn into a small paper man under the cooperation of the small black cloth.

But the result was within his expectations and beyond his expectations. The ghost touched the wall, and with a chi sound, its ghost claws quickly retracted, but a vicious ghost aura passed through the small black cloth and seeped into my arm.

In an instant, I felt as if my arm was covered in ice. It was so cold that it hurt. The ghost aura was still spreading, but it had already quickly spread to my shoulder and was covering my entire body.

A body protection jade pendant that I hid at my waist was the first to be touched. It emitted a mysterious power that collided with the ghost aura but only caused it to slow down slightly. With a pop, I heard the jade piece shatter.

This is bad! I didn't expect that this ghost would be so ferocious. The ghost aura had already surged towards my heart and even half of my face was stinging from the pain. It was a sign that the ghost aura had invaded my body. With the palm of my hand, I could imagine that half of my face had turned this ghostly green.

In the nick of time, I felt the taste of death. Just when my life was at stake, the flow of air within my body saved my life once again. The flow of air that should have been flowing around my body suddenly started to explode and collide with the ghost aura.

The originally thin stream of air was being consumed. In just a breath's time, it had already become indiscernible, but the consumption of the ghost aura was even faster than the flow of air in my body. By the time the flow of air was completely depleted, the ghost aura had already escaped to the five fingertips on my right hand.

Pow! The five of them all crumbled, and their blood flowed down onto the small black cloth, while the remaining ghost aura was completely expelled from my body.

The pain was so excruciating that it could even be said that ten fingers were linked to the heart. This was not a joke, especially since it was not just a single finger, but five fingers were ruptured at the same time. However, when the blood was applied to the small black cloth, it caused it to undergo a strange mutation.

A few red lines began to appear on the small black cloth, as if it was following a certain pattern.