"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and the sharp claws froze in place, only to see a dark sharp weapon of unknown nature inserted into the old man's body, and Grandpa suddenly appeared from behind him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Grandpa made a strange gesture with both hands, and his mouth kept muttering, and the artifact inserted into the old man's body began to brighten, and the light did not enter the old man's body, as if it was burning his body, making him scream again in pain.

When Ye Chen saw his grandfather appear, he was no longer so afraid, but didn't his grandfather go out to do errands? Why did you come back so soon? Could it be that he hasn't gone far?

"The power of the demon pestle is also something you can bear?"

Grandpa let out a deep cry, stomped his feet to the ground, and the incantation in his mouth moved faster.

"Ahh Ye Qian! ”

The old man's painful face became distorted, and his body collapsed to the ground like suppuration, and he was powerless to resist it at this moment.

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!"

Grandpa had a few more silver needles in his hand at some point, pierced the bones of the old man, and by the way, took out a few yellow talismans and pasted them on his eyebrows.

When everything settled, Ye Chen stood up from the sarcophagus tremblingly and came to his grandfather's side.

"These damn people are going to make the Ye family desperate!"

Grandpa didn't look at Ye Chen, it was more like talking to himself.

"Grandpa! Is this old man a ghost? ”

Grandpa looked up at Ye Chen and shook his head bitterly.

It's not a ghost, but why is there a strong smell of death? Ye Chen didn't understand a little, but his grandfather seemed to be deliberately concealing it, so he didn't ask.

"This man is going to make a yin marriage for you, it seems that you can't escape, it should be July 15! What a day! Grandpa stood up and sighed, "Looks like I'm going to get ready!" ”

In the next few days, my grandfather bought a lot of things from the market, including white candles, black dog blood, rice wine, red ropes, and some bells at home, all of which he placed in various places in the store.

A few days passed like this, and in the blink of an eye it was the fifteenth day of July, and it was unusually hot and dry, and it actually began to rain continuously, and the day seemed to be very short, and soon it was night.

Ye Chen was nervously curled up in the store all day, hiding behind his grandfather, God knows what will happen this day!

"This old man opens his mouth to conclude a yin marriage for you, Lao Tzu wants to see what kind of family he is pulling!"

Grandpa snorted coldly and sat quietly at the door, as if he couldn't wait for the arrival of the man.

It was so late at night, and there was silence outside, save for the sound of raindrops falling softly on the ground.

"Ding Ding ......"

At this moment, the bells hanging around the store suddenly rose automatically without wind, making a crisp and pleasant sound, but at this moment, Ye Chen was extremely frightened.

Grandpa frowned, picked up the bowl full of heavy dog blood, bit his fingers to melt a few drops of his own blood into it, and then slammed it towards the door.

"Zilala!"

There was a small sound, then silence, and nothing appeared in the doorway.

A gust of wind whistled, and the incense ash sprinkled on the ground was blown up to the sky.

"It's coming!"

Grandpa said solemnly, holding the demon-slaying pestle tightly in his hand, and stood up.

"Who is the great god who is coming, please show up and speak!"

"Dingding!!dingding"

There was no reply, just the bell in the store rang more urgently! The white candle placed on the sarcophagus also shrunk a lot, as if it was about to be extinguished at any time.