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In terms of force, Lao Dao is less than one ten-thousandth of Zhang Yi, but when it comes to all kinds of demons and demons, Zhang Yi is out of reach.

In a simple room with only a bed and a stove, the old man Zhang Yi and Lao Dao sat on the bed in unison to discuss the next plan.

"Lao Liu, you and I are half peers, I won't talk too much nonsense, you must remember for a while, you remember to put this soul-pulling rope on Liu Bing's head, but you can't let him know."

Lao Dao took out a red string like cow tendon from his pocket and put it in the old man's hand.

"This soul-pulling rope is made of human meridians, plus cinnabar bleaching and dyeing, it is a thing of the yin, and his main role is to prevent Liu Bing's ghost from being trapped in an accident and prevent him from going crazy for a while."

"Didn't you say you wouldn't let him know?" Zhang Yi was a little puzzled.

"Don't worry! After listening to me, this red rope has been cast by me, it not only has the effect of trapping ghosts, but also has the effect of temporarily fixing ghosts, but the time is very short, just a tea time. ”

The old man said very gratefully, "I'll go and call the little soldier now." ”

The old man stepped out, and the lamp in the room was extinguished by Lao Dao, and he took out a candle from his pocket and lit it, and in the dark night, the flickering light of this candle shone brightly in the room.

The old man stood at the door and shouted softly in that long voice: "Little soldier, come back, little soldier come back!" ”

This is a farmer's self-built house in the suburbs, and there are patches of farmland full of vegetables in front and back, so the sound keeps echoing in this empty world, making people feel a little numb.

After a while, the temperature around him was dropping, Zhang Yi put his hand in his arms, held the bone knife, and said softly to Lao Dao: "It's here." ”

In the dim candlelight, Lao Dao nodded, held the bronze mirror in his hand, and was ready for the next move.

A shadow floated gently over the field and finally landed in front of the old man, a strange walking motion that seemed to everyone to be undoubtedly a ghost, for no one could teleport, and flutter freely like a feather.

But Liu Bing chose to forget, he forgot about his death completely, so he didn't feel his strangeness at all, he only knew that his second grandfather was calling him, and when he heard his call, he came to the second grandfather's side.

Liu Bing stood at the door, still wearing a hard hat on his head, still wearing the ninety-five-style camouflage uniform covered with mud spots, and still had that honest smile on his face.

"Little soldier, you're back, come, come into the house, it's cold outside." The old man's voice was hoarse and desolate, and he said the cold word very heavily, Zhang Yi knew that the cold he said was no longer referring to the current temperature, but worried about the desolation of his soldier's corpse left in the wilderness.

Liu Bing smiled mischievously and helped the old man into the house, and in an instant the old man squatted on the ground and cried, and then looked at Liu Bing, he was already standing motionless in the middle of the room, there was a red rope hoop on his helmet, and the smile on his face was still the same.

Zhang Yi sighed deeply and helped the old man up, he knew that the old man's heart at the moment, he wanted to know the cause of Liu Bing's death and take back his body, but he was afraid to see this cruel side.

Lao Dao took out the bronze mirror, the bronze mirror reflected a faint metallic light in the candlelight, he pointed the mirror at Liu Bing, and everyone stared at the image in the bronze mirror with bated breath.

The mirror was empty, and there was nothing in it except flickering candlelight, which made everyone feel a little disappointed.

Lao Dao frowned, he thought for a moment and then suddenly put his index finger into his mouth and bit it gently, and then a drop of red blood dripped on the bronze mirror.

"Puff"

The bronze mirror is like a drop of water falling into a burning red iron pot, and a cloud of green smoke rises from the mirror after a popping sound.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the doorway, and the candles in the house frantically swayed and then went out instantly, and the house became pitch black.

Zhang Yi immediately took out the bone knife only to hear a poignant laughter echoing in the room, the laughter was very sharp and miserable, and at the same time, the sound of the rope rubbing on the wood sounded in his ears, the sound was very close, as if in his ears.

"Hehehe~"

"Giggle~"

In the darkness, Lao Dao yelled that it was not good, and then a flame lit up in his hand, and a burning five thunder talisman flew towards the door.

"Bang"

With a loud bang, the door suddenly slammed shut, and the burning charm fell to the door, extinguishing instantly.

"I don't want to die, I can't die, I can't die" The laughter did not stop, and a terrible cry sounded again, and listening to the voice, you could tell that it was Liu Bing.

"It's not good, Liu Bing has unsealed," Zhang Yi shouted, holding a bone knife and rushing towards the sound.

Suddenly, a hand suddenly stretched out and firmly grabbed Zhang Yi's hand, catching the faint light Zhang Yi saw clearly that this was the old man, but seeing his shining eyes and almost twitching face Zhang Yi knew that he was no longer him.

"I ...... No...... Think...... Die. ”

The old man shouted to Zhang Yi word by word in a sharp female voice, and seeing his gritted teeth, Zhang Yi understood who this possession was.

"Five Thunder Charms"

With Lao Dao's shout, a talisman fell on the old man's shoulder, and the old man's body shook and then ripped off the talisman and yelled at Lao Dao.

This sound is not too loud, but it makes people's internal organs turn over in an instant, and a disgusting feeling sweeps through the whole body.

Because Lao Dao was facing the enemy head-on, he couldn't help but squat on the ground and vomit wildly, although Zhang Yi was better, he was also very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Bang"

A huge force blew the door open and slammed against the wall with a loud bang, and several silver needles flew in from the outside.

Then a figure rushed in from the outside, so fast that only a long shadow could be seen.

The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and the laughter and talking had all disappeared, but there was one more person in the room, and when I looked closely, I found that it was the spiritual realm.

Zhang Yi relaxed suddenly, he picked up the old man who was close to prostration, looked at the old man again, and found that he had returned to normal, and it seemed that the female ghost had escaped.

Zhang Yi looked a little embarrassed, he coughed lightly twice and asked, "How did you find here, it's actually ......." ”

"A Woman's Kindness"

Lingyu interrupted Zhang Yi's words, picked up the bronze mirror and red rope from the ground, looked at it, and handed it to Lao Dao.

"Self-righteousness"

Lao Dao took the bronze mirror and red rope and smiled, he never refuted the evaluation of this strange guy who cherished words like gold, because he did have the strength to preach.

Zhang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since you can find here, you must know the origin of the matter, do you have a trick to do about this matter?" ”

Lingyu glanced at the very weak old man next to him and said: "It's simple, I have controlled this wandering ghost in my body, and after a while, I will hold my breath, open his spiritual intelligence, control his soul, and he will return to his place of breath." ”

"Wouldn't his soul be saved?"

"The choice of life is his own, he has given up his life and regrets it is meaningless, since he has chosen this path, he must accept the bitter consequences of this road."

After saying that, the two fingers of the spirit realm were put together in front of his eyes, and then he pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a shining light circled above his head, and then turned into countless tiny rays of light that fell on the skin of his body, and finally formed a small figure on his body surface, and then extinguished after two flashes.

Spirit's face became expressionless, and he turned around and walked out with brisk steps.

"Quick, keep up."

Zhang Yi and Lao Dao helped the old man and quietly followed the spirit domain out of the door, there was no moon outside, it was pitch black.