"Girl, are you afraid?" Hua Hongying asked in a whisper.

This is Guo Yunxiang's first mission, and it seems that the things she has dealt with are still very powerful, fear is inevitable, and nervousness is directly written on her face, but she is more excited, and her eyes are round.

Faced with Hua Hongying's question, Guo Yunxiang shook her head.

It was the first time for Hua Hongying to see a little girl who was so interested in exorcism, she sighed in her heart, took out a cigarette from her pocket and put it in her mouth, bent down and leaned on the candle to prepare to light it. As he stooped, the rope fell, swept over the candle flame, and was immediately burned out of the spark.

"Uncle Flower!" Guo Yunxiang immediately screamed: "Don't move, look at your rope!" ”

Hua Hongying was taken aback, and hurriedly extinguished the sparks on the rope, thought about it and sighed, put the cigarette on her ear, and looked at the stairwell of the black hole, why didn't Ding Xiaocong come out yet?

In the stairwell, Ding Xiaocong silently looked at the man in the corner in front of him.

Min Dongyang was in the dark, as if he could see things, and was sitting on the ground and eating with his head down. He held a stainless steel plate in his left hand, which contained rice and vegetables, which he stirred up with his right hand, and then grabbed it and sent it to his mouth.

What a beautiful old man used to be, but now he is like this......

After Min Dongyang ate a few bites, he lowered the plate, licked off the sticky rice grains at the corner of his mouth, let out a long breath, shook his head and sighed bitterly: "Tired!" I'm exhausted......"

After sighing, he continued to pick up the plate and eat, making a sound like a pig eating.

Under Ding Xiaocong's gaze, the white female soul was wrapped around Min Dongyang's back, her face was close to his ear, and she stared at Ding Xiaocong with a pair of eyes as white as a dead fish, with a wary face.

After Guo Yunxiang's pointing, this time Ding Xiaocong took a closer look at Min Dongyang's head, and sure enough, he found a thin red line there, looming with his eating movements.

This is indeed a talisman descending, planted directly on the hair, even if people are motionless, it takes a lot of effort to find out and pull it out, not to mention, will Min Dongyang let others turn his hair?

Ding Xiaocong couldn't understand that this talisman was planted in his hair, and it was very simple to seize the initiative of the body, and even swallow Min Dongyang's soul, why didn't it do it, but wrapped it around the host's back in this strange way.

Ding Xiaocong couldn't think of an answer to this question, so he had to put it aside first and start acting.

He slowly squatted down, propped his hands on the ground, and slowly crawled over to Min Dongyang and Yin Ghost, who were immersed in hardship.

Next, he had to try to get rid of the things attached to Min Dongyang's back, and then immediately solve the talisman on his head, so that the problem could be completely solved, otherwise the yin spirit would still come back even if he was gone. The yin souls who have passed through the rune descend all regard the rune as their nest, and they can't go far at all, and once they leave the rune, it won't take long to be completely annihilated.

Ding Xiaocong was approaching step by step, and in his gaze, the ** soul seemed to be a little anxious, and began to babble in Min Dongyang's ear, but Ding Xiaocong couldn't hear the content of the exchange. In fact, not only him, but also Min Dongyang couldn't hear it, the yin ghost was directly conveying thoughts to his soul and interfering with his thinking.

Min Dongyang ate and ate, and slowly raised his head, and his originally confused gaze instantly became fierce.

"Aren't you tired?" Ding Xiaocong looked into Min Dongyang's eyes and asked with a smile.

Min Dongyang was confused again when he heard this, his eyes showed heavy sadness, and he sighed: "I'm so tired, I'm living too hard, you can help me......"

"Of course I can help you, but you have to listen to me." Ding Xiaocong flickered casually, and at the same time began to climb forward again, unconsciously getting closer and closer.

"Woo woo woo ......" Min Dongyang was saddened by Ding Xiaocong's words, and cried while holding the rice bowl, tears flowing.

Min Dongyang's emotions were out of control, and he let the ghost whisper eagerly in his ears, but he didn't react. At this time, Ding Xiaocong had already crawled in front of him, suddenly burst out, and threw him to the ground, the rice bowl was knocked over, making a loud noise, and the sticky meal soup was splashed everywhere.

Ding Xiaocong couldn't care about it at this time, riding on Min Dongyang, pulling out a rope with both hands, putting it behind his back, wiping his shoulders and back, and tying his upper body together. During this period, Min Dongyang lay on the ground and screamed, struggling desperately, kicking and hitting the floor with both legs.

Finally tied up Min Dongyang, Ding Xiaocong took a lot of effort and collapsed on the ground as if he was cramped. At this time, the ** soul lay on Min Dongyang's back and opened his mouth wide, letting out a silent roar, urging him to struggle desperately with him.

"Hehe, let's make less effort, I can't break it." Ding Xiaocong was triumphant, he was very sure of the knot he had tied himself, and the more he struggled, the tighter he became, as for these words, he was naturally for the Fu Yin Spirit.

Sure enough, after struggling for a while, Min Dongyang lay on the ground tired, gasping for breath and unable to move anymore. He has been tossed by Fu Descend for so many days, he has long been weakened, and he is still carrying a soul behind him, although he looks fierce and violent on the surface, in fact, even his confidence is almost consumed.

"Let's go." Ding Xiaocong saw that the time was almost up, his face changed, and he tilted his head at the ghost.

The ** soul showed a fierce look on his face, and roared loudly at Ding Xiaocong, but he couldn't make a sound at all. With Ding Xiaocong's current cultivation, he can't communicate directly with the soul, but there is no need, just get out.

Seeing that the ghost still refused to leave, Ding Xiaocong took out a glass bottle from behind his back, pulled out the lid and leaned over, and a foul smell immediately spread. This bottle is filled with corpse oil, of course, it is not human, but the effect is already very significant, the Fu descendant immediately retracted, stared at the bottle blankly, and showed a yearning in his eyes.

If this Yin Soul could occupy Min Dongyang's body, it would be disgusted with corpse oil, but now that it has no body, corpse oil has a fatal allure to it.

The expression of the yin soul became more and more confused, if it was a wandering spirit, I was afraid that it would have already pounced into it, but it was also bound by the talisman and did not dare to leave easily.

"Trouble." Ding Xiaocong smacked his lips and became worried. He didn't have any experience in dealing with runes before, so he didn't expect that he couldn't even be tempted by corpse oil, so what should he do next?

Just when Ding Xiaocong scratched his head and couldn't understand it, the ghost's face changed suddenly, and his facial features were all twisted together, as if he was greatly frightened. Ding Xiaocong looked back and saw his sister Xiaolan swimming in through the crack in the door and was looking curiously.

Seeing his sister, Ding Xiaocong patted his head, he was so stupid, what kind of soul can't he drive away if he has a sister?