There is no compass, and there is no grapefruit leaf cow tears, and there is no trace of the imp at all, so if you want to catch him, you must let him possess something tangible. Previously, in the fourth aunt's room, the little ghost had been attached to the porcelain doll, but at that time, Wu Zhiyuan only had a peachwood sword in his hand, so he was helpless against him, and now as long as he made the same move again, Wu Zhiyuan would definitely be able to capture him.

The imp threw three porcelain dolls in a row, which shows how angry he was. To deal with the mortal body, you need to be able to physically attack or confuse the mind, but the little ghost's Taoism is still shallow, and Wu Zhiyuan has magic weapons such as wooden swords and Taoist talismans in his body, and the little ghost obviously can't get on his body, so he can only rely on leaning over other objects to attack Wu Zhiyuan.

The three porcelain dolls arrived in an instant, Wu Zhiyuan didn't think twice, swung his sword and slashed wildly, splitting the two porcelain dolls that came first on the left and right, "bang" two crisp sounds, and the two porcelain dolls were all broken. Wu Zhiyuan has not yet withdrawn the wooden sword, the oncoming porcelain doll in the middle is already close in front of him, at this time it is impossible to return the sword to block, and it is futile to dodge, Wu Zhiyuan turned his heart sideways, aimed at the porcelain doll's coming, and directly hit it with his forehead!

There was another "bang", and the porcelain doll hit Wu Zhiyuan's forehead, shattering into several halves, Wu Zhiyuan's forehead was also broken, and blood slowly flowed down. The huge impact force made Wu Zhiyuan feel dizzy, and he used his wooden sword to prop up the ground and blinked his eyes vigorously. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the forehead was hit, and it took a short time for the brain to recover.

The little ghost didn't give Wu Zhiyuan a chance to breathe, only heard "whoosh" and three consecutive sounds, and a porcelain doll flew towards Wu Zhiyuan from the direction of the table.

There were originally seven porcelain dolls on the table, and the imp took one away, a total of eight, and now three rings were heard, plus the five that had been smashed in front, and the eight porcelain dolls were already together.

However, Wu Zhiyuan followed the sound and looked, only to see a porcelain doll attacking him, and the other two were nowhere to be seen.

said that it was too late, Wu Zhiyuan raised his sword and slashed to the left, smashing the porcelain doll that was close in front of him. Sure enough, the sword struck a porcelain doll again.

The reason why he heard three consecutive sounds of breaking wind, but only saw one porcelain doll, was because the little ghost stood in place and threw it one after another, and the three porcelain dolls were connected in a straight line, and Wu Zhiyuan only saw the porcelain doll in the front, and there were two more in the back.

A qiē was all expected by Wu Zhiyuan, so his move left and right slashing was very effective, only listening to the "bang" twice, the first two porcelain dolls were all smashed, and a broken porcelain piece fell to the ground. However, when the third sword was split again, I heard a "poof", and the third porcelain doll was not crushed, but was split by the wooden sword, fell straight to the ground, and rolled a few times.

"That's you!" Wu Zhiyuan's eyes were quick, and he shouted, and the eagle pounced on it like a pounce, and pasted the Dao talisman in his hand on the forehead of the porcelain doll.

The imp was finally caught, and he was sealed inside the porcelain doll.

As soon as Qiē fell silent, Wu Zhiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned over, and lay on his back on the ground, panting for breath, this thrilling fight was really the first time in his life.

The nervous mood gradually calmed down, and Wu Zhiyuan was about to get up from the ground when he suddenly heard a sound of "squirming" coming from the offering table. His body shook suddenly, and he lay on the ground and looked up, and couldn't help but be shocked!

He saw that the virgin girl with a paper tie was walking towards him with strange twisted steps!

Paper people are originally spiritual creatures, and they are only born to wait for their masters, so they generally do not pose a threat to people, but the paper virgin in front of him actually walked towards him, seeing that the momentum was by no means goodwill, Wu Zhiyuan got up with a spirit, clenched the wooden sword and took a few steps back.

His eyes swept over the shiny glass bottle in front of the offering table, and then looked down at the porcelain doll with a talisman at his feet, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly wondered in his heart: "Isn't that little ghost in this porcelain doll?" ”

The porcelain doll's sword is not broken, indicating that the little ghost must have been possessed in it at that time, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with this. If the imp escapes from it, it must be the period between Wu Zhiyuan and the porcelain doll before the Dao talisman is pasted. In this way, it is very likely that the little ghost really escaped from the porcelain doll, and Wu Zhiyuan did not successfully seal it inside at all.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan's relaxed heart lifted up again, and he didn't wait for the virgin to make any moves, he simply took the initiative and raised his wooden sword to stab at the other party.

The appearance of the paper piercing person is paper, and the inside is lined with a bracket made of bamboo chips, so the wooden sword pierces through the chest, but this sword does not seem to have any harm to the paper virgin, she twisted her limbs, and soon came to Wu Zhiyuan's approach, her hands were stretched out very uncoordinatedly, and she pinched Wu Zhiyuan's neck directly.

The wooden sword didn't have time to be pulled out in the virgin's body, Wu Zhiyuan could only stretch out his hands to break the virgin's two arms, the strange thing was that although the virgin was made of bamboo and paper, the strength of her hands was surprisingly large, Wu Zhiyuan instantly felt that his throat was tight, and his neck had a feeling that he was about to be choked.

The fiery red eyes, the pale face, and the face of the paper-tied virgin were only half an inch away from Wu Zhiyuan's face, revealing an indescribable weirdness. Wu Zhiyuan only felt that he was going to be pinched by her, and his hands didn't need half of his strength at all, and in the midst of the crisis, he slammed his forehead forward, trying to use his forehead to hit the paper virgin in front of him.

An unexpected scene happened, the blood on Wu Zhiyuan's forehead had not yet dried, and the blood stained the virgin's forehead, as if the smoke had touched the snake's head, the virgin's hands that tightly pinched Wu Zhiyuan's neck suddenly let go, and suddenly fell backwards to the ground, followed by a "whew", and it spontaneously ignited without fire.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan's ears seemed to hear a long Buddha name: "Amitabha Buddha ......" He hurriedly looked around, although the light in the house was extremely dim, there was no other hiding place, so there would never be anyone, could it be that the person chanting the Buddha name was outside?

The papier-mâché virgins on the ground were soon burned to ashes, and only sparks remained. If just one word of the Buddha's name makes this yin spirit thing disappear, the person who recites the Buddha's name is by no means comparable to ordinary monks who have attained the Tao. Wu Zhiyuan's first thought was the dustless master of Cong Ma Zen Academy, but he lived thousands of miles away, and he lived in a simple place all year round, so it was impossible for him to appear in such a place.

Thinking about it carefully, and felt that the sound of this Buddha horn was ethereal and long, like an auditory hallucination, illusory and real, Wu Zhiyuan remembered that he had swallowed a Buddhist seven-colored relic by mistake when he was fighting with the female ghost Dong Qian at the foot of Longshan Mountain, and then even Gu worms did not dare to speak to him, and this time the virgin was contaminated with her own blood before spontaneously combusting instantly, so to speak, it should be related to the colorful relic, and the Buddha horn may only exist in Wu Zhiyuan's mind, which is just an echo in the depths of his soul.

Thinking about this, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel relieved, but he didn't expect that the relics devoured by chance not only resolved the grievances between Dong Qian and the ancestors of the Wu family, but also saved his life many times.

Wu Zhiyuan's heart was a little relieved, and at this moment, there were several knocks at the door.