When the spell burns out, it means that the effect is lost.

At most, this half-cut spell can withstand their two impacts.

Moreover, the four white-clothed imps seemed to have just been beaten back, and they didn't suffer any damage at all.

I held the ring knife and guarded the door, the bell on the table behind me was constantly beating by Xu Rui's struggle, the sound of the bell was pleasant, and the four little ghosts in the courtyard made me irritable.

While the charm could still stop them, I turned and walked back to the table, held down the bell, and said helplessly:

"Calm down!"

But Xu Rui didn't listen to my advice, and he was still struggling in the bell.

At this time, the four imps behind him rushed over at the same time, and the spell appeared again, with a bang, white smoke rising, and the four imps were flipped back again.

I looked up at the white smoke that swirled from the doorbeam, and I didn't know how much of the charm was left to use.

Fortunately, the little ghosts who were beaten back this time, the spell seemed to have some effect on them, and they all grinned and shrunk their waists, but it didn't take long to straighten up again.

The Maoshan ghost path that Xu Rui is afraid of has not yet appeared, these four little ghosts must be driven by him, if even these little ghosts can't stop it, then tonight will be dangerous.

Xu Youcai usually does things very reliably, and I don't know what happened today, so he was drunk like this.

I scolded anxiously as I pinched the bell and looked back and forth, my mind spinning rapidly, thinking of a way to save it.

The four imps looked like they were going to continue to rush in again.

And at this moment, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the extinguished candles in the ancestral hall.

I instantly remembered something, and suddenly slapped myself on the head......

The reason why these four little ghosts dared to rush to the ancestral hall was not because they were special, but because they extinguished the candles in the ancestral hall first when they rushed into the ancestral hall.

People say that incense cannot be broken and spiritual fire cannot be extinguished, which means temples, temples, ancestral halls and other places of worship.

The reason why this place can avoid disasters and evil spirits and help the world depends on these incense.

The incense was gone, and the ancestral hall seemed to have a power outage and became dim.

These little ghosts are naturally not afraid of the gods and spiritual positions, and they boldly rush forward.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly lowered my head to look for a fire on the long table, and I didn't have time to care about the four imps behind me.

The match was placed on the table, and I picked it up and started to click.

The ignition went smoothly, and there was a lamp in the center, and the wick was connected to a bowl full of oil, and I was the first to light it.

After the first light was turned on, the ancestral hall was bright, and it was different in an instant.

I took a candle as a fire primer, and then lit the candles in front of each shrine, including the candles offered by the villagers in front of the statue.

It didn't take long for the entire ancestral hall to become bright.

The statue was wrapped in candlelight again, and looking at it in my eyes seemed to comfort my nervous and restless heart a lot.

At this time, there was a loud "zila" sound behind him.

I hurriedly lifted the ring knife and turned my head to look, and found that there was white smoke in front of the door beam, as if it had exploded, and sparks and burnt fragments of rune paper were scattered down.

It looks like the spell has run out!

The four imps who were knocked away, even though they looked in pain, still straightened their bodies vertically.

This time he didn't pause, and rushed towards the ancestral hall fiercely.

I clenched the knife tightly and turned my head to look at the candles lit around me, nervous.

Seeing that they were about to rush to the door, I raised my sword, ready to fight.

However, these four imps didn't even cross the threshold, and instantly flew out upside down and hit the wall as if they had been hit by something.

I was overjoyed, and sure enough, I guessed wrong.

When I approached the ancestral hall, there was also a burning force that knocked me out, and it seems that this is useful for any little ghost.

Xu Rui hid in the bell and did not show up, so as not to be beaten.

Seeing that the four little ghosts couldn't enter the ancestral hall for the time being, I turned my head to look at the back room, but there was still no movement.

After thinking about it, I picked up the bell and ran back, wanting to wake up Xu Youcai.

As a result, I stopped as soon as I took two steps.

Because I noticed that outside the ancestral hall, there was another person.

Behind his hands, he slowly and indifferently crossed the threshold and walked directly to the ancestral hall.

I was slightly stunned, it was the Maoshan ghost road I had seen today.

He was still wearing a robe made of black, white and gray checkered, a gossip burlap bag around his waist, and his long, messy hair tied up with straw rope.

The only difference is that in his back today, he is holding a blood-red peachwood sword behind his back.

Lao Dao has a cunning face, always with a smiling expression, a very serious forehead wrinkle, and a long goat's beard on his chin.

Because of the intrusion of the ghost road in Maoshan, the bell in my hand seemed to be crazy, beating violently.

The whole room was filled with the sound of bells.

I gritted my teeth and exhaled deeply, shoved the bell into my pocket, and raised the sword.

The old man stood at the door of the ancestral hall and looked back and forth a few times, and finally looked at me, and said with a smile:

"So you stole my little ghost...... Kid, what's in this bell isn't something you can play with. ”

The bell in my pocket was beating violently, and I couldn't press it.

I can only say to the old way:

"Here, it's my brother Xu Rui, not your little ghost!

Maoshan Ghost Dao bent his mouth and smiled, revealing his black, yellow, black and yellow teeth, tilting his head and saying:

"It was related to you in life, but it is not under your control after death. ”

"Child, you have to consider your own skills, the ghost town corpse talisman just now is very good, but it is the simplest way, hehe, if you want to fight with my evil sect, you are still almost ......"

After the Maoshan ghost said it, he stretched out a dirty thick hand.

He smiled at me with two sly eyes, and then drew his fingers into the air.

I saw a series of strokes with a faint blue light, just like that, floating in the air in front of his eyes.

It's like watching a 3D movie, it's so peculiar.

I stared at the old way with my eyes in my pocket, writing in the air one by one, and the painting was actually the ghost town corpse talisman I had just drawn!

His wrists shook quickly, more than three times as fast as I could draw talismans.

Soon, a spell with blue strokes floated in the air in front of his eyes......

This also ...... Isn't it amazing?

After finishing the painting easily, Lao Dao stared at me and grinned and said:

"How's it going? Are you scared......

I was stunned by this old way, and my eyes were completely focused on the charm that floated out of thin air and shimmered with blue strokes.

But at this moment, Lao Dao's face suddenly sank.

I took the opportunity to push my palm violently, and the floating charm instantly slapped at me.

I wasn't given any time to react at all, and the spell was already on my forehead.

I felt like a cool air was blowing into my body.

And I couldn't move except for my eyes......