The widow told Shanhai about the bolt.

Ask the monks, drink the water, and the witch doctor the needle, and I have tried all the methods that I can try, but there is no improvement at all. This kid now has to be stuffed down even when he eats. It is said that in the beginning, it was like the hungry ghost, slamming against the wall and the door, but he used all parts of his body - head, knees, side ankles. He was twisted up and down like a rag, which was terrifying.

Shanhai went to the back room with the widow and a few men, and he asked Ah Luan to wait outside.

The hands and feet of the bolt were tied horizontally to the stake, and the white eyes were staring, and the inside was bloodshot. Under his neck were two pillows placed by the widow, and as soon as she removed them, the head of the bolt was torn over as if it had been broken off by an invisible hand.

"If he hadn't been caught like this, he would have crunched his neck bones......" said the widow worriedly.

Shanhai stepped forward, opened his eyes, and lifted the messy hair on his forehead that had not been taken care of for a long time, and stared at Yin Tang for a few seconds. Then, he took out the Eight Desolation Mirror and shone it on the front door of the bolt, but there was no response.

"It's not the evil spirit that enters ...... body"

He muttered softly. The widow wanted to say something, but he raised his hand and motioned for silence. He took out another written talisman and asked others to burn ashes and soak in water.

Then, Shanhai closed his eyes, lifted up the dust, closed his eyes, and recited a mantra.

Bright death and secret death, unjust death, creditors and wronged families, begging for their lives......

After a long time, he opened his eyes, but the bolt was still like that, twitching through the tightly wrapped rope.

It's not a ghost.

"Dao Chief, the water is coming!"

At this time, Butcher Chen handed over a bowl of grayed water. Everyone saw that Daoist Rin's face was ugly, and they didn't dare to ask more. Only the widow cautiously spoke:

"Then, can you drink this bowl of water?"

"These are just temptations. I don't see the black line on his forehead, he doesn't show it in the mirror, and the death spell is useless to him. Therefore, I am afraid that the evil in this child is not the kind that is easy to handle. ”

"You mean ......?"

"The ghost curses, but to kill the ghosts who cast the curses, there is no other way. After drinking this bowl of talisman water, if he does not spit it out, or spits it out less, it proves that the ghost is easy to deal with; If I vomit so badly, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. ”

The widow's face turned pale. The old man saw her pestle there, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing in a daze, give the doll a drink!" ”

Only then did she react, and her hands were held in the gray water in the hands of the chief of the Rin. Someone helped to break the mouth of the plug, and the widow trembled and poured it into his mouth.

When the bowl was close to the bolt, he looked extremely repulsed, and his whole body trembled. When the widow poured water on him, what Shanhai feared happened, even worse—as soon as the water went down, it went straight up.

When the mother rushed up and covered his mouth, the water came out of his nose. So the widow panicked and didn't know what to do. Someone pulled her aside and watched the embolus' reaction. He vomited for a long time and didn't stop, and even vomited more than he poured down. And between the piles of liquid that kept gushing, mixed with some half-digested solids—the boy vomited out all the food he had eaten, and it was all over his body and on the ground.

The people on the side did not dare to say anything, until finally, the contents of the stomach were vomited. When the plug retched, it actually spit out yellow bitter bile water.

The plug mother fainted directly.

Rin Shanhai's face was hard to see to the extreme. He is an authentic exorcist, but the degree is limited to "exorcism", if you want to "kill", he has really not done this thing in all these years.

What's more, it's such a difficult monster to deal with, he made a difficulty.

As he walked out of the house, he felt his legs tremble a little. It's not that I'm afraid, it's not that I regret it, it's just that I feel that I can't afford it. Now, the most dangerous situation has been identified by him and put on the table, even if he really wants to leave, I am afraid it will be too late.

Besides, I really can't go. That's it, this kid, this Huansha City, what should I do?

"Kill the White Shadow...... You have to see it first, right? Good guys, where are you looking for this......"

The crowd was talking behind him, invisibly putting pressure on people. This dilemma, Shanhai didn't expect it, but things really happened helplessly, but he could only secretly sigh that his Taoism was really not enough.

He sighed and took out the compass. When he first took it out, the compass happened to be facing the direction of Ah Luan on the side of the road. So he stepped forward and patted Luan on the shoulder.

"Prepare first, we'...... Ah Luan? What are you doing? ”

Ah Luan was motionless like a stone, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously from Shanhai's heart. She stared blankly at the field, slowly raised her stiff hand, and said in a soft voice:

"Look there, what's that?"

Shanhai swallowed and slammed her raised arm.

"Don't point fingers!"

With that, he covered her eyes with his other hand and buried his head himself. In the midst of the exclamations of the people, he raised his head little by little, little by little.

A small, white figure writhing in the field.

It was strange and terrifying, and it was something that ordinary people would never be able to do. It danced so strangely, like the evil child had been let go, twitching and twisting its limbs.

It's like a scarecrow that hasn't been plugged in, and it's like a fish jumping on a board.

More and more people are raising their hands and pointing there.

“…… Put your hands down! Put it down! ”

He turned around and shouted at the crowd.

When you see something unclean, you should not point it directly with your hand. There is an old saying that the moon will have its ears cut off, but this is just a joke. In the teachings received by Shanhai, pointing to the sun, moon and stars is a great disrespect. But, for this kind of thing, such an act is tantamount to a provocation. Just like you can't look directly into the eyes of a beast of prey, it's a nature. Wherever you see a ghost, even on the back, pointing at it will lead to misfortune.

Suddenly, one after another screams erupted, and the crowd dispersed. Shan Hai turned his head and found that the white shadow had turned over, his back was facing the sky, and he was rushing here with a terrifying posture and frighteningly fast speed.

It was daytime, but he felt colder than the night.

Before he had time to react, he took the opportunity to pull out the peachwood sword on Ah Luan's waist. The moment the blade was raised, the white shadow collided with it, and it let out an ethereal scream and disappeared. But Shanhai knew that it was only temporarily hiding, and it was still lurking around. Moreover, this karmic ghost is several times larger than they imagined, but the distance is too far away, and it seems a little small.

He dragged Mu Ne's Ah Luan and prepared to run indoors. He had just made the Peachwood Sword touch it, and it shouldn't be going to embarrass anyone else. Thinking so, he turned around and went back to the house of the bolted mother. Generally speaking, they are not allowed to enter human homes without the permission of humans, except for unusually powerful yokai.

He closed the door and pulled out a charm to seal every crack in the door and window. Then, he shook Ah Luan's shoulders vigorously, she seemed to be a little more awake, and her expression was a little inexplicable. He pulled out the silver lock on Ah Luan's neck, which was very rusty, and he didn't know when it started.

"This ...... How, what's wrong with the mountains and seas, I just didn't ......"

"It's okay—" Shanhai clasped her arms, "You go find some beans, I remember that there are some bags stored in another empty house, go and find them!" Fast! ”

Ah Luan nodded again and again in a trance, and stumbled into the house. Shan Hai held his sword and cautiously retreated to the door, looking left and right. He felt a shadow pass through the room on his left, and suddenly turned his head, but the shadow was gone...... Or maybe it's the swaying leaves on the tree outside the window.

The grass and trees are all soldiers, probably nothing more than that.

Suddenly, the whole house began to shake, the dust on the beams kept falling, and the walls slowly peeled off. The cracks between the doors and windows, the tables and chairs, all began to shake unconsciously, as if someone was deliberately shaking them.

The karmic ghost really wanted to come in.

He took a deep breath, still retreating, slowly approaching the room where Luan had gone.

At this time, the shaking stopped, and everything became quiet.

…… It's too quiet too.

"Ah——!h

The girl's screams were heard.

Oh no, evil child!

"Ah Luan!"

Shanhai rushed into the house and saw Ah Luanse huddled in the corner, constantly smashing beans at the door next door. The room of the bolt was connected to the room where the grain was stored, and I don't know who opened the door and untied the cord of the bolt. He ran over and wrapped his arms around her, like a white crane with wings outstretched. There was already a shortage of food here, and the poor beans that the widow had hoarded were quickly thrown away. The bolt did not come, but they did not dare to pass.

Rin Shankai carefully looked at the bolt in front of him that had received the karma ghost. His fingers twisted together in pairs, his legs somehow bent around his waist, his arms stretched through the slits, his elbows on the ground, the knees of the other leg seemed to go limp, and his calves were concave in a reverse arc. He rolled his bloodshot eyes, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the root of his ears, so he didn't know whether he was intimidating or laughing.

"Giggle...... Giggle......"

There was a strange sound coming from him. I don't know if it's coming out of my mouth, or if it's the bones that are clattering.

“…… Desperate ...... Wronged, dead...... Death, Dark Death......"

The plug's throat seems to unconsciously emit strange bytes.

All of a sudden, the beans on the ground trembled, one after the other, and exploded to pieces.

Embolus...... No, the karmic ghost is reciting the mantra of rebirth.

Ah Luan suddenly had a headache, clutched his temples in pain, shrunk into a ball, and nested in the most corner. It seems that she was really affected by karmic ghosts at first. One by one, the beans exploded, and little by little it moved its body, twisting and writhing, slowly approaching them.

Seeing that Ah Luan was getting more and more painful, but the karmic ghost was getting closer and closer, the heart of the mountains and seas was like a knife, his eyes were like fire, and the hand holding the sword was shaking.

…… Do you want to kill?

He was referring to the child.