Ziyin hugging her mother is also called Zimu's fierceness, that is, a woman suddenly dies violently as a mother, and the child is also forced to be stillborn.

One corpse, two lives, and the extreme injustice of death, this kind of thing is more difficult to deal with than ordinary ghosts, and even Hou San, who has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, is more cautious in his tone.

"Are we going to fold here?"

I took a deep breath and dragged Hou San back a few steps, asking him to stay away from "Grandma" as much as possible, but at this moment, I suddenly saw "Grandma" spit out a pool of black blood from her mouth with a wow, and the fishy stench in the air immediately became a little heavier.

I heard Hou San's mouth hissing softly: "The array is about to break......"

I didn't understand what Hou San meant by "array", but I also had a vague feeling that it wouldn't be a good sign, because at the same time that Hou San finished saying this, the air in front of him suddenly burned and twisted.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

The wall of air that was originally blocking the "grandmother" was instantly covered with cracks like glass, and I saw the female corpse come close and gently exhale on those cracks......

"Bang!"

With the sound of light bulbs popping overhead, the whole room was plunged into darkness. I dragged Hou San harder and pulled him back, all the way back to the corner,

"Hou San......"

I shouted at him, my hands scratching at the floor, but I couldn't reach the package of the device.

"Here's the trouble." Hou San said again.

There was a sudden sharp cracking sound on the ground: "Click, click, click......"

Hou San and I were motionless.

"Bang!"

There was another bang, and Hou San suddenly pushed me aside, and the table full of books that had been placed in the corner of the room slammed into our position.

The huge wave of air caused me to flip over, and half of the table was embedded in the wall, where I had just stood.

I was about to turn over to find Hou San, but I heard a strange sound coming from behind, making me stand in place involuntarily.

The voice was like a cat's meow.

If you listen closely, it looks like a baby's cry...... Just a few steps behind me.

When I turned around, I saw a faint head hanging down on the half of the table embedded in the wall.

It was too small, the baby's whole body had not yet been formed, and his hands and feet had not yet grown completely, but a head had grown very large, and at the other end of the room, a slender figure could be faintly seen, with his head down, his hands hanging down, silently, and his steps shook slightly, and the sound of clogs hitting the ground was heard:

"Cluck...... Click...... Click......"

The scalp was cold and numb, the son and mother were fierce, and now that both of them have come out, what about Hou San? Where did Hou San go again? Has he already been killed?

I took a sharp breath, probably remembering that the distance of the package was about a few steps in front of the shadow foot, if I could get the package in my hand, whether it was the Heavenly Master Talisman or the Yin-Yang Mirror, I could take it out and resist it for a while.

I was just about to rush over when I heard Hou San speak: "I know you died a terrible death......"

Hou San seemed to be standing far away, but the voice seemed to sound from the bottom of his ears, and he could hear it very clearly.

"But what's the point of you harming people like this now?"

"If you leave now, I will send you on the road with gold and silver paper foil, and the Dharma will be overpowered, so that the king of Hades will no longer chase you in the past, and reincarnate into a good family with peace of mind, and everything will start from scratch."

"If you don't leave, I'll beat you until you go!"

He was answered by a chuckle of "giggles".

A dead silence ensued.

There was no sound, I could hear my own heartbeat, and even for a moment, I thought that the junior and younger brothers had successfully negotiated, and the "grandmother" had left by herself. But before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I heard a messy noise on the ground, like something grabbing and crawling on the ground, and quickly crawled in my direction.

"A stick of incense towards the sky!"

I felt the ground slam violently, and the female ghost's movements stopped, and her whole body twisted half a step away.

Her skin and flesh had fallen off, and the room was too dark for me to see the expression on her face, but I could feel her fear, and the instant burst of fear was as palpable as the stench emanating from her.

A sharp sword with the thickness of a forearm pierced the ground, nailing the "grandmother" to the ground, unable to break free.

Not to mention a little murderer, even if the ghost king encounters this pillar of incense, don't want to break free, this is the strongest suppression method in Huaqingguan.

A stick of incense is not a technique, but a vessel. It takes a lifetime of hard work for a generation of heavenly masters to make such a stick of incense, and one can only be used once. And Hua Qing saw that my master's generation, there are only three pillars, these three pillars of incense are enshrined under the Sanqing seat, no one dares to touch it except the heavenly master, but I didn't expect Hou San to steal this treasure when he went back to clean up.

There was a faint smell of burning creatures, with a fishy stench, but the anger in the room had been reduced by half, and only a puddle of water was left on the ground, vaguely in the shape of a human being.

It seems that we won this battle......