"Poof!"

A spurting sound of blood sounded, and Lao Jiu bit the tip of his tongue as soon as he landed, spurting out a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue, and the few strands of hair with blood stains that had just been wrapped around retracted like an electric shock.

The belt in my hand was also pulled out towards Lao Jiu's head at the same time, pulling away the pair of miserable white thighs that had reached out again, bringing up a cloud of black mist.

"Day!"

Lao Jiu scolded vaguely, turned around and picked up the dagger, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the blade, and he stabbed back at the top of his head.

The dark blade pierced into the thigh, and when it was pulled out, a black mist escaped, and a huge gap appeared on the thigh, and the bout quickly recovered as the blue-red muscles squirmed.

"Don't be intimidated (okay) if you go on like this!"

The sharp pain on the tip of my tongue made my words less clear, and the belt on my hand was pulled out again, bringing up a black mist again.

Lao Jiu and I took the opportunity to retreat to the sofa, leaning on each other, looking vigilantly at the man hanging from the ceiling, and the bloody strands of hair that came out of the blood from time to time.

In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water continued, and blood continued to flow out of the crack in the bathroom door, spreading to the entire house.

In the bedroom, Qiqi was silent.

Above my head, the man who ended his life with a belt kept staring at me and Lao Jiu with those bloodshot eyes.

"No dei, no dei!"

I shook my head and said vaguely.

These two ghosts are too strong and too perverted, and the yin energy in the room is too strong.

This is not right, even if it is a powerful ghost, it can't do it to this extent, and these two ghosts have no intention of talking about it at all, and they will kill when they come up.

I'm a virgin, and I know very well how much blood is on the tip of my tongue.

Lao Jiu is a lone star in the sky, and the blood on the tip of his tongue is higher than mine, which can be seen from the fact that the blood on the tip of his tongue broke through the yin of the three murderous mansions.

And my belt, I came here, wearing a Tang costume, and my belt is made of gold thread supplemented by a red thread rope, which is specially used to break evil spirits and drive away ghosts.

I've had eight or nine lashes since I started pumping.

Regardless of whether it is a resentful ghost or a powerful ghost, in essence, it is all a yin attribute energy body, and under the collision of yin and yang, there will be losses.

Lao Jiu and I sprayed six or seven mouthfuls of blood on the tip of our tongues, scrapped an evil charm, and pumped our belts so many times, why didn't these two ghosts change?

"Light the incense!"

I faintly thought of a possibility, but I couldn't be sure, so I immediately took out a piece of three corpse incense from my bag, which I couldn't care about saving, and lit the fire directly.

After ignition, a foul smell escaped.

Whether it was the male ghost on the ceiling above his head, or the blood that was gradually spreading on the ground, there was no change.

This is not normal.

The smoke of the three corpses incense is addictive to ghosts, and once they smell the smoke, they can't help it at all.

But now, neither on the head nor under the feet, nothing has changed.

"Hallucination, we're hypnotized!"

I endured the pain and said, as before, after entering 801, the moment I smelled that stench, we were tricked.

"What to do?" Lao Jiu asked vaguely.

"Take it!"

I handed the three corpse incense in my hand to Lao Jiu and said, "Give me the Dharma protector!" ”

"Hmm!"

Lao Jiu was in front of me, holding the three corpse incense in one hand and the dagger in the other, looking at the top of his head vigilantly.

I took a deep breath, endured the pain on the tip of my tongue, pinched the law with my hand, and said: "Taishang Taixing, strain without stopping, drive away evil spirits, protect your life, wisdom and purity, peace of mind, three souls are permanent, and there is no loss of soul." Haste as a law, edict! ”

The last word came out, and I spurted out a mouthful of blood from the tip of my tongue again, with my index and ring fingers interlaced below, my thumb and little finger centered, my middle finger on top, and my finger slanted forward.

The eight great mantras of Taoism, the mantra of purifying the heart.

The curse came out, and the image in front of me faded like a tide, and I collapsed on the couch, gasping for air.

Lao Jiu hurriedly said: "Brother, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine!"

I waved my hand and looked around again, and the living room was back to normal, except for a black, shiny stain on the ceiling overhead.

There was still the sound of running water in the bathroom, but no blood was coming out.

"Let's go, let's go to the bedroom!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, took the three corpse incense from Lao Jiu's hands, and went to the bedroom to find Qiqi.

"Squeak!"

As soon as he got off the sofa, Qiqi's angry screams came from the bedroom again.

Lao Jiu and I glanced at each other and rushed out at the same time.

The moment I entered the bedroom, I was stunned for a moment, and there was a thin man with only a handful of bones left on the bed, and his weight may not be thirty pounds.

Qiqi stood at the end of the bed, and the person stood up, his little green eyes were full of anger, and in addition to anger, there was also a hint of vigilance on the fox's face.

The person on the bed should have died a long time ago, and there was only a layer of skin about as thin as paper left on his body, and that's it, his chest, which had only one layer of skin, was still undulating, and his heart was still beating.

The corners of the mouth, which could no longer see the shape, only the skull remained, unexpectedly pulled a curvature, and there was an inexplicable meaning in the sunken eye sockets, and he was actually laughing.