Fang Jin turned around slowly, only to see a blue and purple child standing not far away, two black holes in his face staring at him.

"Uncle! Do you have meat? Xiao Jia is hungry! ”

The imp opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and a trace of black liquid kept flowing down.

Seeing this situation, Fang Jin tried to stay still, and then gently pinched a white whistle in his pocket with one hand, which he found on Wu Jiu's body, and it was the magic weapon that Wu Jiu usually used to control the little ghost.

"Uncle doesn't have any meat on him, you let your uncle out, and your uncle will bring meat to you to eat in a while!"

Fang Jin took the whistle out of his pocket little by little.

"You're a liar! I already smell it, it smells so good! ”

The imp sucked hard, and the liquid in his mouth flowed more.

"I haven't eaten meat in a long time!"

A greedy look appeared on the imp's face.

"Uncle didn't lie to you!"

Fang Jin's body was already wet with sweat, he knew that this little ghost had not been suppressed by Wu Jiu, he had already revealed his ferocity, and now he wanted to eat him even more, it can be said that if Fang Jin didn't usually have some offerings to it, and if he was familiar with it, then he might have been attacked as soon as he came in.

But it doesn't matter, he has already taken out the whistle, and now as long as he blows it according to the method in Wu Jiu's memory, as long as it works, then this little ghost will be driven by him in the future.

But suddenly, as if he had discovered something, the imp opened his mouth and howled.

Fang Jin felt bad when the little ghost opened his mouth, and hurriedly wanted to blow the whistle, but unfortunately he was a step slower, and the little ghost's whistling sound was like a sound wave that rushed Fang Jin fiercely, and at the same time, the scream made his brain feel as if a red-hot iron rod had been inserted.

The severe pain and the feeling of dizziness made Fang Jin spin for a while, let alone launch an attack, it was extremely difficult to even stand up!

"Hee-hee! Fun, fun! ”

Seeing Fang Jin's embarrassed appearance, the little ghost clapped his hands vigorously, and at the same time kept moving some tributes or small furniture and other things on the offering table to smash towards Fang Jin.

For a while, Fang Jin was smashed on the head and broke the blood flow, and kept rolling on the ground to dodge.

And after seeing Fang Jin being smashed and constantly screaming in pain, the little ghost became even more excited, and he was not in a hurry to kill Fang Jin, but was ready to torture him first.

Fang Jin tried his best to avoid all kinds of flying things, while quickly recovering the feeling of dizziness in his brain, and at the same time making his body more funny, making the little ghost play harder, so as to delay time.

And the little ghost didn't seem to be in a hurry, he just used something to smash Fang Jin, but this kind of behavior became more and more serious as the blood on Fang Jin's body slowly flowed out more.

"Eat meat! Xiao Jia is hungry! ”

Finally! After a few minutes, the little ghost couldn't hold back any longer, and his big mouth full of sharp teeth grinned to the limit, and he pounced on Fang Jin, who was lying on the ground.

However, just when he was about to pounce on Fang Jin, he saw that Fang Jin, who was already motionless, quickly turned around and dodged, and at the same time, he didn't know when a white whistle appeared in his mouth.

"Ate you!"

The little ghost was startled when he saw the white whistle, but the next moment he was covered up by the ferocity in his heart.

"Whew!!"

Pity! Wu Jiu's whistle was absolutely able to restrain it, even if it was Fang Jin who blew it at this time.

A low whistle sounded, and the little ghost's body stiffened violently, and at the same time, an extreme pain appeared on its face, but after Fang Jin blew for dozens of seconds, the little ghost fell straight to the ground, and then dissipated in an instant.

"Whew!!"

Seeing that the whistle was good, Fang Jin also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough! It is absolutely impossible for Wu Jiu to leave such a big loophole, after all, if he succeeds in taking it, then he will have to subdue the little ghost again.

Slowly getting up and wiping the blood on his head, Fang Jin felt that there was no pain in his body, but fortunately there was no fracture.

Although the process was a little difficult, Fang Jin still subdued this murderous creature, and he could be regarded as having some ability to protect himself.

Coming to the little ghost's offering table, Fang Jin carefully looked at the dry corpse less than twenty centimeters tall in front of him, and without too much hesitation, he directly bit the middle finger of his left hand, and then dripped blood into the mouth of the dry corpse little by little, and only stopped after a total of nine drops.

Then he pinched the white whistle in his hand hard, and the whistle that seemed to be hard was turned into a pile of white powder by him, and smeared all the powder on the body of the dried corpse, Fang Jin took two steps back, and then closed his eyes and whispered something in his mouth.

As time slowly passed, I saw that the white powder on the corpse's body had penetrated little by little, and at the same time, a burst of crimson light lit up from the corpse's mouth.

"Hurry!!"

As the red light appeared, Fang Jinmeng opened his eyes and pointed hard at the center of the dried corpse's eyebrows with his middle finger, which was still oozing blood.

A terrible scream came from inside the dried corpse, and then the unusually quick regain their composure.

"It's finally done!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Fang Jin looked at the dried corpse that felt a lot more familiar and smiled, the method of subduing the little ghost was found in Wu Jiu's memory, although it was a bit cumbersome, but it was also the safest method.

"Come out!"

He shouted at the corpse.

I saw a black shadow slowly walking out of the corner, and Fang Jin saw that it was the little ghost who wanted to eat him just now.

But at this moment, this little ghost did not have the fierce and vicious appearance just now, but lowered his head and shrank all over, as if the other party was extremely afraid.

However, Fang Jin didn't have the idea of punishing it, after all, he was not the owner of this little ghost just now, and if the punishment was too heavy and caused the little ghost's ability to decline, wouldn't it be tantamount to self-destruction of the city wall, you must know that now he is just this one talisman.

But not punishing doesn't mean that Fang Jin will give it a good face!

I saw Fang Jin say with a gloomy face:

"Clean everything here, and then take all the things that were originally Wu Jiu on it."

After saying that, Fang Jin limped towards the entrance of the cave where he came, he needed to treat the injuries on his body, and he would have to dispose of Wu Jiu's body in a while.

And the little ghost saw that Fang Jin didn't punish it but turned away, so he secretly looked up, and then turned into a black gas and began to clean the house.

Without the imp's obstruction, the original iron plate returned to its original position, Fang Jin drilled out of the hole little by little, and then lay directly on Wu Jiu's bed, although the time he had fought with the imp just now was not long, but Fang Jin felt extremely tired, especially his brain, until now there was still some pain and dizziness.