I furrowed my brow and twisted into a rope, rubbing my chin, my sluggish brain frantically trying to analyze the meaning of eternal life.

A ghost can never live forever, but can die forever. But otherwise, if you take out the gimmick of eternal life and fool these poor and pathetic little ghosts, it is indeed a very good and perfect title party.

After all, people flicker and flicker and become lame, and ghosts flicker and flicker.

The female ghost sister struggles in the panic of losing her sense of self, as if someone is trying to regain control of her body and hold her lifeline.

A red rope suddenly derived from the female ghost lady's brain, growing and lengthening, and dragging the female ghost lady's body like a trailer, trying to drag her out of the door and out of my sight.

I stared at the red rope with a solemn gaze, summoned the watermelon knife, jumped forward two steps, and slashed at the red rope with one sword.

"Clank!"

The blade of the watermelon knife made contact with the red rope, and there was a sound of a hard object hitting the iron, and at the same time that the thief chicken dreamily rubbed a firework, the red ginseng was cut off by one-third, and the remaining two-thirds still continued to drag.

"?"

I burst into foul mouths in amazement, I didn't expect the red rope to be so hard.

Instead, he summoned the last primary exorcism charm and placed it in the middle of the red rope.

"Balala energy! Woohoola card! Haste as a law!"

I recited the formula, and the watermelon knife in my hand slashed down again, and with the power of the charm, I wanted to completely break the damn red rope.

Haoran Zhengqi turned into a raging fire, burning and corroding the red rope without stopping, and the watermelon knife fell just when the red rope was at its most vulnerable, and cut it off with one knife.

"Still want to run?!"

Like a wolfdog, I gritted my teeth and discarded the watermelon knife, grabbing the red rope that was shrinking backwards with both hands.

After I grabbed the red rope, he paused for three seconds, and then dragged me out the door, and the tail of the rope easily turned into a virtual body, passing through the wooden door of the room.

"?"

I was shocked, I never thought that this red rope is a magic weapon similar to TM, and it has the ability to interchange virtual and real.

In less than a minute, there was a little rope left in the palm of my hand, and I pressed my feet against the wooden door in a trivial wrestling with it.

As a result, I let go of my numb hands and let them walk through the wooden door.

"!"

I gasped for breath, looking at the pale and bloodless palms because of the excessive force, and I couldn't help but helplessly scold myself for being useless and letting the family run away like this.

"Fang Gucheng! Don't sleep!"

I angrily called Fang Fatzi's name.

"Huh? What's wrong? Brother Yi? ”

The corners of Fang Fatzi's mouth flowed, and he started from the bed stupidly, his eyes wandered around, and finally put it on the female ghost young lady who changed the surrounding magnetic field and could be seen by ordinary people.

"What the hell

Yes! Bring me the incense! You're in trouble, I'm tired and I have to solve it for you!" The more I looked at him, the more angry I became, if it weren't for the fact that he had nothing to do with a short spear across the two worlds of yin and yang, fighting with ghosts.

Can I trigger this quest to take on if you don't know it?

"Don't be angry, I'll get it for you!"

Seeing that the scene was so postureous, Fang Fatzi naturally understood the reason, so he didn't talk back, silently found the canvas bag, and took out the incense in the bag.

"You go to the door and watch the wind, and tell me immediately if there is any movement."

I took the incense, stood next to the female ghost lady, lit the incense with a lighter, and bent down to put it directly above her head.

Then the hands formed a unique Jingqi handprint, horizontal on the chest, the steps under the feet were like lotus steps, and the female ghost lady who was swaying three times in a circle was drawn around her body.

As soon as this circle was drawn, the young lady who was originally in a fierce flutter instantly quieted down, looking at the roof of the shed lonely and helpless, resigned herself to waiting for the next changes.

I lowered my voice and sang in the procrastination of the soul in the "Seven Methods of Observing Qi", singing a mantra that does not belong to this school: "Taishang Taixing ~ No stop to strain ~"

The fragrance of the incense is like a dragon going out to sea, and it is all injected into the body of the female ghost lady.

The female ghost lady, who was already a little faint and showed signs of soul dissipation, regenerated at the moment when the incense was injected, and the yin spirit condensed again.

My face was pale and I couldn't continue to sing: "Exorcise evil spirits and restrain charms ~ protect your life and protect your body ~ wisdom and clarity ~ peace of mind ~"

"Brother Yi!"

Like a peerless spy, Fang Fat Man opened a crack in the door, his small eyes turned out for seconds, and he reminded me in surprise: "It's windy!" It's windy!"

"Buzz!"

The female ghost lady's body trembled slightly like the wings of mosquitoes and flies, and wisps of black smoke scattered from the inside out, leaving only the fragrance of the incense.

"Three souls forever! No loss!"

I almost shouted out the words of the mantra with my throat, and there was really no way to sing it, because using this trick not only tired my body, but also my heart.

"! Why is this wind so strong? ”

The yin wind outside the door forcibly blew the door open, and the door smashed on Fang Fatman's face, directly knocking Fang Fat Man over and falling to the side.

Yin Feng spiritually caressed the female ghost sister, and in less than three seconds, the female ghost sister's soul was lifted up and floated in the air.

The female ghost lady suddenly opened her eyes, looked straight ahead, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching, the same frequency as Nicholas Zhao Si.

"What's your name?"

I clutched my chest weakly, not excited by this move, but very disappointed.

"Wang Qianru."

The female ghost lady replied without the slightest emotion.

"How did you die?"

I sat in the double bed with a detached ass.

"Suicide by jumping off a building."

The female ghost lady said after a moment of confusion.

"Who instructed you to come here?"

I lit a cigarette and asked the central question.

"I don't know, I don't know anything."

The female ghost lady does not mix other emotions with honest answers.

"Well, I'll put it another way."

I nodded, the female ghost lady must not be able to lie in this state, so I turned around and asked again: "Where are you from?"

"Songdong ......"

The female ghost lady looked embarrassed, but the incense in her body could not tolerate her not to speak, and the fragrance of the incense gathered in her mouth, knocking her mouth open, making her speak: "Songdong old fertilizer factory."

"An old fertilizer factory?"

I muttered the names of the places to myself, taking them by heart.

"Uh-uh-uh......"

The female ghost lady did not answer this question, but made a series of hiccup sounds in her mouth, and just three seconds after the words fell, the fragrance of the incense burst out of her body, and then her body gradually became transparent, and the self-collapse of the soul was frozen and melted, and she insisted on less than five fingers, turned into nothing, and completely disappeared her trace in the sun.

"Alas!"

I couldn't help but sigh, the trick I just used was the "crossing spirit" in the "Seven Methods of Observing Qi", which is a method similar to that used when interrogating prisoners, based on the abstinence from delusional incense and the meditation mantra as a bridge.

While consuming their own Taoism, the ghost who was crossed by the spirit, after asking the question and getting a detailed answer, will be scattered.

Fang Fat Man held his forehead and walked up to me with a look of embarrassment: "Brother Yi, what are you doing?" What about the female ghost? ”

"The soul is gone."

I frowned, flicked off the ashes, and explained in distraught.

"Brother Yi......"

Fang Fatzi called me, and he stopped talking and seemed to have made up his mind, and said directly to me: "I thought it was my illusion before, but now I really feel that I almost fell to death after beating you from the sixth floor, and you are alive intact, you have changed a little!"

"It's changed, I still feel fine."

I smoked cigarettes indifferently, but my heart began to throb inexplicably, like thousands of ants crawling around in the atrium, itching.

"You're much more powerful now than before, and you can actually beat the little ghost away, but you weren't like this before." Fang Fatzi spoke and danced, eager to show what he meant: "You used to meet poor little ghosts, and even took the initiative to help overtake them, but now you beat them to the ground, you are amazing, but you have no taste in life!"

I squinted my eyes and beat my spirit: "That's a puppet ghost, I don't kill her, I don't know the truth behind her, we may both not survive, Liangzi has already been formed, a ghost, die or not, what do you care about us?"

"But ......"

Fang Fatzi listened to me say this, and he really couldn't say the truth of holding his feet.

"Help me up...... cough cough cough ......"

I tried to stand up on his shoulder, but my hand didn't touch, and I coughed violently three times, and my saliva choked in my throat, and I couldn't hang up in one breath.

"What's wrong with you?"

Fang Fatzi hurriedly cared about me.

"I ...... I'm fine......"

My heart twitched suddenly, and the scene in front of me began to spin, and my head was uncontrollably groggy, and I fell to the bed with a left and right swing, and I couldn't sleep.

"Brother Yi!"