"Use your blood" Li Zimu said while resisting Wang Xueling's attack, to deal with this kind of extreme yin thing, you have to use pure yang things, because of the nature of their work, the Zhang family has to eat some pure yang things since they were young to resist the kind of yin and cold underground, so Zhang Jingyang's blood is also pure yang things.

If he used his own blood, he didn't know what would happen to this ghost, because his blood was a little special, and I am afraid that it would be a different situation at that time.

"Mm-hmm" Zhang Jingyang nodded and said, without hesitation, he bit his finger, took out a piece of talisman yellow paper, and drew the order talisman with the blood flowing from his fingertips.

"The sky is round and the place is round, the nine chapters of the law, I will write today, and ten thousand ghosts are hidden" Zhang Jingyang recited the charm while using his finger as a pen to outline the head of the command talisman.

"Fu Gut please Primordial Tianzun, otherwise it will be invalid" Li Zimu said in a low voice, the law of spells has existed since ancient times, this is a treasure of the gods, but it also depends on the time to invite God, today's charms, Fu Guts are invited by Zhang Tianshi.

But the white concubine in front of him is the ghost of the Qin Dynasty, and Zhang Tianshi is only available in the Later Dynasty, so it is useless to ask him for courage, and he must use the gods established before the Qin Dynasty, and only the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty can invite them from the Taoist Qin Dynasty.

Fu gall is the soul of a talisman and the master of the talisman, and whether a talisman can give full play depends to a large extent on whether there is a talisman to guard it.

"Okay" Zhang Jingyang frowned and nodded, without asking the reason, and began to write. This spell is not just a random drawing. If you don't know how to draw a talisman, you will make the ghosts laugh, and if you know how to draw a talisman, you will be shocked by the ghosts and gods. It was impossible for Li Zimu not to know this truth, so Zhang Jingyang didn't ask more.

"This!" Zhang Jingyang looked at the paper yellow talisman in his hand in horror, in the past, he used to draw talismans with cinnabar, and this was the first time he painted with his own blood. Second, this time it was not Zhang Tianshi who was invited, but the Taoist Primordial Tianzun, the head of the Three Qings. When he drew this talisman, he didn't feel anything, but when it was time for the talisman to call Tianzun, he found that he couldn't draw!

"Concentrate on your heart, run with blood" Li Zimu saw that he didn't move his pen and said, the method of charms, those cinnabar as a guide, can only suppress the little ghosts, if you want to suppress this kind of thousand-year-old ghost, you must use more powerful charms.

Zhang Jingyang listened to Li Zimu's reminder, hurriedly closed his eyes and concentrated, silently reciting the mantra of inviting Tianzun in his heart, only feeling that his hand was drawing independently, and with each stroke, the blood and qi in his body were lost a little.

Waiting for the fork to open his eyes, Chi Ling looked at Zhang Jingyang, who was pale at this time, and his lips were a little blue and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

Li Zimu saw that he was short of qi and blood, so he kicked Wang Xueling, who was entangled with him, to the bed, took the blood-drenched charm in Zhang Jingyang's hand, and quickly ran towards Wang Xueling, who had just been kicked by him on the bed.

"One stroke of the world, two strokes of the ancestor sword, three strokes of the world's ghosts and ghosts" Li Zimu recited the incantation lightly in his mouth, he would have done it hundreds of years ago.

"Ah!" As soon as the charm was attached to Wang Xueling's eyebrows, a terrible scream sounded in the room, and in an instant, all the surrounding candles were extinguished, and after a while, they returned to their former quietness.

"Are you dead?" said the Spirit, sitting on the futon and wiping his sweat, the scene just now was really a little scary.

"I'm not dead yet, I'm just forced out of Wang Xueling's body, and now I don't know where I'm going" Zhang Jingyang said with a pale face, his tone was weak, and the blood used in this talisman was not very much, but I don't know why the body was weak all of a sudden.

Li Zimu turned on the flashlight and looked at Wang Xueling who was lying quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, at this time the purple spots on the latter's body had disappeared, as long as this charm was still attached to her eyebrows, the ghost would never be able to get on her body again, so there was no need to worry.

"Go out and see" Li Zimu said lightly, put Wang Xueling on the bed and lay down and turned around and got off the bed, this ghost is no longer in this room, they must find it out today, otherwise Wang Xueling will never get better, now they already know the source of the curse on Wang Xueling's body, and they will naturally be eliminated.

"Are you okay?" said Chi Ling helped Zhang Jingyang, who couldn't even stand on his feet, that talisman is really so terrifying? Aren't the talismans used in those ghost-catching movies on TV all grabbed and thrown casually......

"Don't get in the way, just rest for a while" Zhang Jingyang shook his head and said, he couldn't help much with the next thing, and now he didn't even have the strength to move, let alone catch ghosts.

I don't know when the curtain has been lowered, and it stands to reason that there is no wind in it, and it is absolutely impossible to say that the wind blew down. Li Zimu picked up the Tai'a sword on the ground, raised his feet and walked towards the red curtain, and gently lifted the curtain to the side.

"Your Majesty! Concubine Luo Di's death really has nothing to do with the concubines, please ask the emperor to find out!" As soon as Li Zimu opened the curtain, the scene outside changed dramatically.

The original small room has now been turned into a large palace, and at this time, the white concubine is kneeling on the ground and being escorted by two soldiers behind her, and in front of her, a man is standing, holding a woman in his arms, and the corner of the woman's mouth is covered with a trace of blood.

"Is this ......" The spirit asked suspiciously, looking at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, when did they become a palace outside?

"This is an illusion" Li Zimu said lightly, he had seen that man, wasn't it Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng? The one he was holding in his arms was Concubine Luo Di, right?

This should be the illusion created by the ghost to show them, the three of them did not speak, just looked at the scene in front of them so quietly, the white concubine was not dead at this time.

"Jiangxue, the matter has come to this, why are you still so unrepentant, heh......" Ying Zheng sighed heavily.

Looking at the person in his arms stupidly, his eyes were closed as if he was asleep, and after a while, he walked back with Concubine Luo Di in his arms, and said a faint word when he left.

"Go with her"

"The emperor spares his life, the emperor!

At this time, the scene in front of them changed to a different appearance, this is a garden, surrounded by torches to illuminate the whole garden, and the flowers and trees are also fake.

After a few seconds, I saw two soldiers escorting the white concubine, who was still crying, into the garden.

"The emperor spares his life!" At this time, the white concubine was still crying and shouting Yingzheng.

"Noise!" a soldier said fiercely, and the white concubine fainted when he went down with a knife in his hand, and the two soldiers glanced at each other, and then looked around to see that there was no one around, and the corners of his mouth were covered with a hint of lewdness, and he smiled......