Jin An's words have just fallen.

Recruitment.

The mutation startled.

Bang!

The sound of the table tipping over came from the courtyard outside.

"Not good!"

"It's Feng Zhutou!"

When Jin An and the old Taoist priest ran to the courtyard, they saw Feng Zhutou looking pained, stood up stiffly, and knocked over the table and hot pot in front of him.

All this fell in the eyes of ordinary people with the naked eye, just like Feng Zhutou choked on eating meatballs, his expression was painful, and his neck was stretched out, like an old turtle suffocating underwater looking at the moon.

But Jin An and the old Taoist priest clearly saw that clumps of black aquatic plants were growing madly from Feng Zhutou's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices.

caused Feng Zhutou to suffocate, his eyes rolled white, only the whites of his eyes, and he couldn't see the black pupils.

Those aquatic plants were still carrying heavy moisture, dripping and dripping, soaking Feng Zhu's head.

"Feng Zhutou!"

The old Taoist priest shouted in a panic, he hadn't even run closer, whew, there was a wind howling around him, and it was the faster Jin An, who rushed in front of Feng Zhutou almost instantly.

It was only at this time that Jin An finally saw clearly that the clumps of black aquatic plants that had grown madly from Feng Zhutou's body were not aquatic plants at all, but long black hair from a woman.

"Look for death!"

"Get out of here!"

Jin An shouted angrily, like an angry King Kong, the red blood in his body slapped out with a palm, like a flood cliff patting his shoulder, boiling, and the scorching qi and blood slapped Fei Zhu's head and shoulder, poof.

Feng Zhu's head and body shook, and his mouth fell to the ground with blood spurting, and he vomited out clumps of women's hair in his stomach.

But the woman's hair in Feng Zhutou's stomach is still growing wildly.

He originally thought that Feng Zhutou was possessed by a yin spirit.

Therefore, he planned to shake out the yin soul in Feng Zhutou's body with red blood.

It was a tried and tested method, but this time it failed.

Jin An's eyes sank.

After a moment's delay, seeing that Feng Zhutou was suffocated to the point that he only had the whites of his eyes and couldn't see his pupils, he was about to die.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest also came closer, and saw the old Taoist priest pick up a jar of wine, slap open the seal, and shouted anxiously: "Little brother, you hold Feng Zhutou, I will pour Sanyang wine for Feng Zhutou!"

When Jin An heard this, he immediately helped Feng Zhutou up from the ground.

Then the old Taoist priest poured Sanyang wine into Feng Zhutou.

Who knows, Feng Zhutou's mouth and throat at this moment are stuffed with women's hair, and his throat is clapped like a toad, and Sanyang wine can't be poured into it at all.

Jin An palmed Feng Zhutou's heart, and the fire poison internal qi of the Black Mountain Gong, like a fire burning the prairie fire, cleared the newly grown woman's hair in Feng Zhutou's body.

Turned into black, foul-smelling thick water.

At this time, the old Taoist priest's Sanyang wine was finally poured into Feng Zhutou's body, goo dong!

The old Taoist priest poured two large jars of Sanyang wine into Feng Zhutou, making Feng Zhutou's belly as big as if he was pregnant in December, vomiting!

Finally!

The stomach was pushed to the limit, the Sanyang wine was full to the throat position, Feng Zhutou couldn't drink it anymore, his stomach was cramped and uncomfortable, and Feng Zhutou was induced to vomit.

A large clump of knotted woman's hair was vomited out by Feng Zhutou.

Jin An and the old Taoist priest were busy with work, and finally pulled Feng Zhutou back from the Ghost Gate.

Subsequently, the two learned the details of the matter from the weak and nauseous Feng Zhutou.

Not long after Jin An and the old Taoist priest left, Feng Zhutou took a sip of Fenjiu, and the Fenjiu had just been lowered, and Feng Zhutou immediately sensed that something was wrong.

That glass of Fenjiu didn't smell like any wine, but it was extremely foul.

Feng Zhutou's reaction was still a step slower after all, and before he could forcibly induce vomiting, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and then suffocated, and then the person lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he saw Jin An and the old Taoist priest pouring him a large amount of Sanyang wine.

After listening to Feng Zhutou's description, Jin An and the old Taoist priest glanced at each other.

The old Taoist priest said with palpitations for a while: "Little brother, it's good that you stopped the old Taoist in time, otherwise the old Taoist and my old bones will definitely not be able to withstand such a toss." ”

"As the old saying goes, just thinking about my stomach being stuffed with dense hair, I already have a nausea just thinking about it. ”

The old Taoist priest said, turning his head to look around, there are dark corners all around, and tonight is particularly terrifying.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but shudder.

Jin An didn't expect that the Yin Spirit's counterattack and revenge would come so quickly.

But tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Jin An's side just rescued Feng Zhutou, and he was recruited!

Calm, bleak night!

Knock! Knock!

Outside the door of the curfew backyard, there was a knock on the door, and in this bleak night, with a strange cold, terrifying, and desperate feeling of approaching every step.

The knocking sound outside the courtyard gate continued, but in addition to the knocking sound, on the street outside the door, which was invisible through the courtyard wall, everything was quiet, as quiet as a century-old pond in the deep mountains and old forests under the cold moon, and there was no other sound at all.

It's so calm.

It's weird.

As the strange knocking sound outside the courtyard gate continued, the suffocating terrifying aura came step by step.

It's like dying!

Knock!

Knock!

The sound of the knock is still repeating over and over again, like a talisman, ringing endlessly.

"Don't knock on the door. ”

"There's no one here. ”

"Come back another day. ”

Jin An yelled at the door.

As a result, something strange happened, the knocking on the door really stopped, and the old Taoist priest and Feng Zhu looked at Jin An dumbfounded.

Jin An was also a little confused.

Didn't expect the thing outside the door to be so obedient?

"It's so easy to believe the little brother's words?"

"Who the hell is knocking on the door outside the yard?"

When the old Taoist priest asked Jin An if he wanted to go out and check it out, he asked for it!

There was a strange noise outside the courtyard.

It was like a large number of poisonous snakes rubbing, swimming, and after a few breaths, I saw a dense woman with long hair, climbing over the courtyard wall, like a black torrent rushing, quickly sweeping towards the three people in the courtyard, and a goat tethered under the tree.

These women's long hair was full of strong moisture, as if it suddenly gushed out of the deep mountains and old forests and ancient pools, like a tide, like a torrent, piled up two or three zhang high, surging from all directions, from the courtyard, from the house, from the backyard over the roof.

It's overwhelming.

Great Terror!

Coming!

This scene made the two people in the courtyard feel numb and exploded.

"Little brother, according to this posture, the evil outside the door will fight with us endlessly, and today it is clear that they want to put us to death!"

"Little brother, it looks like we're going to fight hard!"

The old Taoist priest roared sharply.

Feng Zhutou's eyes were dazed, he didn't know what Gongzi Jin An and Daochang Chen had seen, and why they suddenly looked desperately anxious.

After the old Taoist priest finished shouting, he couldn't care about anything else, and now it was a critical moment of life and death, he didn't have cinnabar and a pen by his side, so he had to be ruthless, pick up the broken porcelain bowl fragments on the ground, poof!

The sharp side of the porcelain bowl fragment cut through the fingers, and the old Taoist priest used blood as a medium to hook the yang fire, and quickly drew the "Xingqi Golden Light Seal" on the ground under his feet.

Because time is in a hurry.

Spells scribbled.

But at this moment, when it comes to desperate moments, these small details are no longer important.