While the two old Taoist priests were acting, the white-haired Taoist priest kept looking at the compass to make sure that he would not separate the ghosts in the wrong place.

The white-haired old Taoist priest nodded, put down the compass in his hand and said to Li Feng: "Please sit down, don't panic whatever you see, and don't cross this red rope on the ground." ”

"Boss Lin, please sit down in the magic circle." The white-haired old Taoist priest told Lin Jiahua to enter the red rope circle and instructed the young Taoist priest to move the furniture in the center of the room to the wall.

When everything is ready, "Sprinkle flour!" The white-haired old Taoist priest shouted.

Two young Taoist priests quickly picked up a special mesh sieve and sprinkled the specially prepared flour on the floor of the room, and the two of them moved gently and skillfully, so that the rice flour was evenly spread on the ground in a thin layer.

As the flour fell, when passing Lin Jiahua's side, three pairs of footprints of different sizes and shapes and a pair of palm prints appeared on the ground outside the red rope circle, and the marks on the ground were increasing from time to time, and it seemed that those things were moving according to their positions.

"Wow!" Lin Jiahua's family and Cao Shifa's assistant stood up and exclaimed when they saw the marks on the ground, Cao Shifa's assistant felt that his three views collapsed instantly, and even those Taoist priests looked at the abnormality on the ground with a gloomy face.

"Don't stop, keep going." The white-haired old Taoist priest reminded the two young Taoist priests who had stopped because they were looking at the footprints that appeared.

The young Taoist priest hurriedly continued the work at hand, but his movements were a little faster than just now, obviously stimulated by those abnormal footprints.

After a few minutes, "Master, it's okay." The voice of the young Taoist priest sounded, they had sprinkled the floor of the house with flour, and now, although the ghost did not appear, it would be known wherever it went.

"I know you're still there, if you're willing to let go of the souls of those two people and let Lin Jiahua go, just stand, I'll let you go." The white-haired old Taoist priest decided to ask again one last time, trying not to do anything, the other party is not good at stubble, and it is best to avoid the other party's dog jumping off the wall in a hurry and making both sides lose.

Let go of the chopsticks that were holding on, and as expected, the chopsticks fell directly.

"Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink! Then I can't blame me. The white-haired old Taoist shook his hand angrily, and the sleeves of the coat on the Taoist robe "whew" with a rumor, "Gossip mirror, cinnabar!"

Immediately, a young Taoist priest stepped forward with a gossip mirror and a small plate of prepared cinnabar, and the white-haired old Taoist priest picked up the gossip mirror, silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and pointed a little cinnabar with his index finger with the other hand, drew a circle on the edge of the mirror in the center of the gossip mirror, and then clicked it in the middle.

"Stand back." The white-haired old Taoist priest held the gossip mirror half a foot in front of his chest with both hands, and said to the two young Taoist priests in a very large manner. The other two old Taoist priests each held a peachwood sword to protect him on his left and right sides.

The hand of the white-haired old Taoist priest, Li Feng also knew that this was a method of using yin fire, although the power was limited, but the method was simple and easy to learn, and it had considerable lethality to incorporeal things such as yin things. Right now, their gossip mirror should have a damage distance of about two meters in front of the gossip mirror, and the range is not large, in a small angle of the fan.

The stones with runes in the room also have the effect of restricting the movement of the ghosts and slowing them down.

The white-haired old man looked at the position of a footprint in front of him, and suddenly took a big step forward, and at the same time pushed the gossip mirror forward, "Burn it for me!" ”

The air in the first two steps of the gossip mirror was distorted, and if you looked carefully, you could recognize that it was a human figure, and there was a pair of footprints under the human form, and looking at the footprints, the human figure was struggling to retreat slowly, while the old Taoist priest was holding the gossip mirror steadily and pressing step by step.

Somewhere in the United States

A plush queen bed, "Huh? A middle-aged Chinese sat up, glanced at Huaxia, and then reached out to push away the blonde beauty who was still working hard, and quickly put on a nightgown and left the room under the beauties' puzzled gaze. After a while, the middle-aged Chinese entered a secret room, straightened their clothes a little, and sat on the futon in the center of the secret room, around which there were many bottles and jars, especially in front, where there was a largest wide-mouth clay pot.

After chanting the incantation silently for a while, the middle-aged Chinese reached out and grabbed a small handful of powder from a small clay pot beside him and threw it into the large clay pot in front of him, and then continued to chant the incantation, and a burst of black smoke and fire gradually rose from the large clay pot.

"Broken!" The middle-aged Chinese suddenly pointed to the clay pot in front of him, and the fireworks in the clay pot exploded into a cloud of sparks.

At the same time, the white-haired old Taoist priest who was concentrating on dealing with the powerful ghosts felt that the struggle of the powerful ghosts in front of him was getting weaker and weaker, and he was secretly happy.

"Click!" I felt a shock in my hand, and the gossip mirror in the hand of the white-haired old Taoist priest suddenly burst, and then, a gust of yin wind suddenly rose in the house, and the footprints on the ground increased rapidly in the direction of the three old Taoist priests, and it was obvious that those few powerful ghosts were rapidly approaching.

Li Feng glanced in the direction of the United States, according to the direction shown by the mana that affected the ghosts, it was the United States, it seemed that the ghost keepers noticed that the ghosts were hurt and dealt with.

"Get out of the way!" Two old Taoist priests holding peachwood swords danced the peachwood swords in their hands in all directions to make a slashing shape, trying to force away the approaching ghosts.

Although the white-haired old Taoist priest was shocked, he did not panic, glanced at the ruined gossip mirror in his hand, threw it aside, reached into his arms and took out a money sword more than 20 centimeters long, and stood in front of him and recited the mantra. This money sword was made by him in his early years with ancient money collected by himself, and with the refined red thread on the specific day and hour of noon on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.

It's a pity that before he finished reciting the mantra, he suddenly felt that the money sword in his hand was as hot as a soldering iron.

"Oops!" The three old Taoist priests threw away the magic weapon in their hands almost at the same time, and each looked at their palms, and a black mark appeared on their palms as if they had been burned, especially the white-haired old Taoist priest's hand, the marks on it could see the shape of those money, and the hands of the three of them trembled in pain.

The white-haired old Taoist's face finally showed horror, "Hurry forward to the red rope circle!" After speaking, he quickly turned around and ran into the red rope circle where Lin Jiahua was. Because the chubby old Taoist priest was not flexible enough, he took a step slower and screamed: "Ah~! "Obviously something attacked.

After the chubby old Taoist priest entered the red rope ring, he straightened his waist and scratched his hands straight back, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on his face, as if he had hurt his back. The other two old Taoist priests pressed him, lifted his clothes and looked, good guy, there were four long purple and black scratches on his back, as if they had been grabbed by someone's hands, but the skin was not damaged.

The temperature in the room seemed to be a little colder again, and everyone could faintly hear what seemed to be countless people howling.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly become so violent? The thin old Taoist priest asked in astonishment as he looked at the footprints that appeared two steps away, round after circle.