CHAPTER XXXVII

As soon as Zhu Yao shouted like this, the hand that the ghost fetus had just stretched out suddenly retracted.

Seeing that hand, Zhu Yao couldn't help but have cold hairs and goosebumps.

It turned out to be a dry gray-black skin and bone, like a skeleton, but you could see bulging purple blood vessels. But the fingertips were covered with sharp nails, and just by sticking them out, they scratched Mei Jia's body, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Grass mud horse, get out of here-" Zhu Yao was furious and scolded.

At this moment, there was a sudden violent tremor outside the villa, and Zhu Yao could feel that a powerful yin force was surging from all directions.

"Are you coming?" Zhu Yao's heart tightened, if he couldn't dare to force the ghost fetus out before the villa was broken, then all his efforts would be wasted.

"I don't believe you won't come out-" Zhu Yao roared, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and then pulled sharply, pulling out a gray twine.

This is the thread used to tie the zongzi in the underworld, but this zongzi is not the zongzi eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival, but a zombie.

Zhu Yao lifted Mei Jia's waist, wrapped the gray twine around her belly, and then pulled it tight. The gray twine was strangled into the flesh and tightly bound Mejia's waist.

"Uh-" Mejia muttered, but she endured the pain and didn't cry out.

Zhu Yao was very anxious, but his hand continued to exert force, and he shouted: "If you don't come out, then I will let you be stillborn—"

After saying that, Zhu Yao pulled hard with both hands, and the gray twine broke through the skin and fell deep into the flesh.

Mei Jia couldn't hold back any longer, her hands clutched tightly on the sheets, she trembled and writhed, and screamed in pain.

Zhu Yao knew that this was not the time to be soft-hearted, so he still tightly strangled the gray twine, and did not relax at all.

"Gah-" The ghost fetus screamed in pain, it froze for a while, and finally it couldn't resist the instinct to survive, and suddenly it got out of Mejia's body, and swooped out of the house.

However, the walls and floors of the bedroom have long been overgrown with thorny ghost vines, and the ghost fetus has never been able to rush out.

"Xue Jin!" Zhu Yao shouted, and a black shadow on the wall quickly floated over, landed beside Mei Jia, lifted a quilt and covered Mei Jia's body.

Zhu Yao loosened the gray twine, and as soon as he raised his hands, the thorny ghost vines began to grow wildly, and the vines full of spikes wound towards the ghost fetus.

At this time, Xue Jin's voice came: "Zhu Yao, Mei Jia is dying-"

Zhu Yao heard Xue Jin's shout, but all his attention was focused on the body of the ghost fetus, because in order to save Mei Jia, it was necessary to refine the ghost fetus and use its yin power to replenish Mei Jia's lost essence and blood.

However, the speed of the ghost fetus is very fast, like a grasshopper, scurrying around in the bedroom, let alone catching it, Zhu Yao even has some difficulty seeing its traces clearly.

Bang - there was another violent shaking outside the villa, and the walls of the bedroom were cracked.

A ghost figure floated in through the crack, and was accidentally hung by the spikes of the thorny ghost vine, and suddenly white smoke rose and cried out in pain.

"Ah, it's almost impossible to hold on outside, the Dreadnought Ghost King tells you to hurry—" The ghost shouted.

"Zhu Yao—" Xue Jin shouted anxiously.

"I know!" Zhu Yao let out a loud shout, he reached into his trouser pocket, grabbed a handful of small wooden pieces and came out, and then threw them out one by one, and as soon as he landed, it turned into a huge cutting board, which was between the ceiling and the floor.

Tricky vines spread quickly and covered with cutting boards

Zhu Yao threw it out piece by piece, and the cutting boards slammed up one by one, blocking the middle of the room, and the scope of the bedroom was reduced by half in an instant.

The range of motion of the ghost fetus was greatly reduced, and every time it fled, it was hung by the spikes of the thorny ghost vine, and it let out a terrible howl.

Zhu Yao continued to throw the cutting board, constantly narrowing the scope of his activities.

Boom - the roof collapsed in half, Zhu Yao was shocked, and hurriedly threw out a cutting board, blocking above Mei Jia and Xue Jin.

Fortunately, the top of the wall on the side that blocked the ghost fetus had not collapsed, Zhu Yao had taken precautions and hung it with a cauldron, if the ghost fetus crashed into it, he would stew it directly.

But Zhu Yao thought too simply, the surroundings and the sky were blocked, but there was still underground.

The tomb of the ghost fetus is underground, and once it is born, it is meant to go back, because its bones are still there.

The ghost fetus no longer fled, it lay on the ground and began to plow the ground with its sharp claws.

Only then did Zhu Yao see its appearance clearly, it was completely like a dried corpse, with a mouth full of fangs, and a fierce blood light flashing in its pupils.

A sneer appeared on Zhu Yao's face, he had long expected that the ghost fetus would break through underground, so he didn't stop it.

As soon as the ghost fetus cut through the floor, a thorny ghost vine suddenly emerged from the gap, and the ghost fetus didn't have time to dodge at all, and was directly entangled by the thorny ghost vine.

Then, one by one, the thorny ghost vines quickly wound over, wrapping the ghost fetus into three layers inside and three layers outside, and one by one the spikes pierced the small and shriveled body of the ghost fetus.

"Quack, quack, quack—" the ghost screamed in misery.

On the other side, Mei Jia, who was unconscious, suddenly sat up from the bed and unconsciously walked in the direction where the ghost fetus was bound.

"Zhu Yao, Mei Jia has lost her mind—" Xue Jin exclaimed.

Zhu Yao's eyes froze, his hands were closed in front of his chest, and then he pushed violently under the ghost fetus, and a wok shook and hung in the air.

"The Flame of the Scorching Sun-" Zhu Yao threw out two black balls and exploded under the wok, instantly igniting a raging golden flame, burning the woks red in an instant.

"Lao Tzu fried you--fried soul oil-" The spoon in Zhu Yao's hand was scooped out of thin air, and a stream of turbid black oil was poured into the pot.

"Ghost pepper - old garlic - corpse soil ginger slices-" Zhu Yao threw the ingredients into the pot one by one, and a foul smell rose.

When the ghost fetus smelled that, the movement of the struggle suddenly became much smaller, and the shrill cry turned into a dull grunt.

Zhu Yao stir-fried the ingredients twice, then raised his left hand and withdrew suddenly, the thorny ghost vines suddenly dispersed, and the ghost fetus fell.

"Mommy, Mommy—" The ghost fetus suddenly cried out in a milky voice.

Whoosh - a figure suddenly rose into the air, passed straight over the wok, grabbed the ghost fetus, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Zhu Yao-" Xue Jin rushed in and said anxiously: "Mei Jia is so strong, I can't stop her-she-ah-"

Xue Jin looked at the corner of the wall dumbfounded, only to see Mei Jia holding the ghost fetus tightly in her arms, looking at him dotingly.

"Good baby, mommy won't let anyone hurt you—come, you'll be hungry—" Mejia muttered in a low voice like a mother, then lifted her clothes, hugged the head of the ghost fetus, and lowered it to her chest.

"it!"