Two meters, one meter.

Just as the little ghost was about to pounce on Jiaming.

Jiaming stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of incense ash incense that had been sprinkled on the ground, and sprinkled it towards the little ghost.

The incense ash fell on the little ghost, and the little ghost fell from the air in an instant.

Everywhere on the body there was incense ash, there were bursts of black smoke, making a "zizi..." sound, as if it had been burned by something.

"Ah......h

The imp who has become more fierce has become more vicious, and it seems that Jiaming and Zhigao must be put to death tonight.

The two people, who had been occupied by fear, leaned together completely at a loss.

"You run first, I'll cover ......"

Jiaming heard Zhigao look at himself desperately at this moment and said.

"How can this be, I'll run first, so what should you do,"

If Jiaming would choose to run first, he might not run alone.

The little ghost on the side opened his mouth to reveal the residual liquid, and pounced on Jiaming and Zhigao, who were helpless, at a speed like the wind.

"Ah......h

Seeing the little ghost rushing towards him, the two of them could only scream stupidly when they were next to each other.

Strange to say, the imp was catapulted into the air at the screams of the two, and then fell back into the messy coffin board.

The two of them saw the bleak little ghost, you stared at me, I looked at you, and wondered why.

The little ghost picked it up, lifted the coffin board on his body vigorously, and then looked at the two people violently, and began to slowly retreat, and the two cruel and hateful hands were also put away.

In an instant, a blue light in the necklace bounced towards the little ghost who was doing something with the rat's head, only to see that the little ghost was hit by the violent blue light on the mud wall again, and slipped to the ground.

"Mengran, it's Mengran......"

Jiaming happily explained the scene in front of him to Zhigao, but he didn't know that Zhigao had already known the secret of the necklace, and everything that happened tonight was also to go to Master Zhang's to eradicate Mengran after learning the Fa......

The little ghost cowered when he saw Mengran, swimming back and forth against the corner.

Meng Ran glanced at Jiaming, and this look was telling him that he was okay now, don't worry that I am here.

And Jiaming seemed to know that Mengran was confident in defeating the little ghost, and sat up against the wall.

A sense of guilt and apology welled up in Chigo's heart.

The little ghost suddenly flew into the sky above Mengran, wanting to occupy the upper advantage, and then spit out the two teeth in his mouth towards Jiaming Zhigao.

Fortunately, he was resisted by Mengran's long hand, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

After more than a dozen rounds of the battle, it can be seen that the imp is not small, and he is witty, and every time he uses a sneak attack or a disguise to occupy the top.

Mengran is not to be outdone, every time he caters to the deadly moves of the little ghost, the purpose of the little ghost is to suck the yang energy of Jiaming and Zhigao, so the moves are so fierce.

Seeing that the enemy was no match for Mengran's little ghost, he conjured two little ghosts out in an attempt to confuse, Mengran grabbed a small ghost and slapped it heavily on his forehead, but the other grabbed Jiaming and lifted it and flew to the roof.

"Alas...... Alas...... Alas...... Help ......"

Jiaming shouted at Mengran to save himself.

Seeing that the little ghost wanted to run, he had already flown up to the roof beam and waited, and the one who ushered in the little ghost kicked him in the chest, and the little ghost and Jiaming fell.

"Oh my mother, it hurts me......"

Jiaming groaned on all fours.

Mengran flew to Jiaming, who was lying on the ground, and helped him up:

"How's it going, it doesn't hurt ......"

In fact, a bite on the hand by a ghost hurts more than falling from mid-air.

The wound had turned black and hard, and before the venom had yet flowed into his body, Meng Ran aimed his mouth at the wound and sucked the venom, seeing that he was desperate to suck on the disgusting wound for his own sake, and a stream of heat flowed out of his eyeframe.

The little ghost wants to hurt people, but the female ghost saves people, which makes Zhigao on the side think about it.

The cunning imp took advantage of the dream to pay no attention, and a silver light passed behind him, and suddenly lightning and thunder roared, and the wind and rain were combined.

The silver light pierced through Mengran's heart, and the pain caused her to roll on the ground a few times, and the little ghost seemed very proud.

"Mengran...... Mengran ......"

Jiaming was heartbroken and shouted Mengran.

Mengran used all the strength of his body, pushed open the coffin board, and saw the copper coin on the ground that had been forgotten by Zhigao.

It was the time to suck yang energy, and another flew towards the defenseless two.

Mengran, whose face was pale and weak, climbed on his feet and made himself hug the little ghost:

"Use Copper Coins Quickly"

Zhigao, who suddenly realized when he heard the copper coin, knelt and crawled in a pile of coffin boards looking for the copper coin.

I don't know how many times I searched back and forth, and in the light of lightning, the copper coin was buried with incense ash.

Zhigao's mind is now full of echoing the way Master Zhang taught, the purpose is very simple, or it may be to bury it tonight.

Grabbed the copper coin, learned Master Zhang to put his finger in his mouth and bite it, then dripped blood on the copper coin, and kept chanting the incantation, although then the copper coin flew in the air and spewed a flame at the little ghost.

The little ghost was trapped by the flames and wanted to rush out of the house, but was pulled back by Mengran:

"Hurry up, don't let him run......"

At this time, the fireworks are also about to burn to the dream of firmly controlling the little ghost.

Jia Ming, who had been lying on the ground covering his chest, saw that Mengran's sleeves and clothes had been ignited:

"Dream ......"

Ignoring Jiaming's roar, he cast a spell on a coffin in the corner of the wall with his hand, only to see the coffin's plank smash into the imp in the air.

The little ghost, who was already covered in flames, was hit in the chest by the coffin like a fireball, and fell down together in a dream, rolling back and forth heartbreakingly!

After a while, the little ghost went crazy, scurrying around with the wind, and the flames seemed to be unscrupulously trying to devour everything.

Suddenly, a fireball rushed towards Jiaming, as if it was about to die.

Seeing this, Jiaming hurriedly dodged, and the little ghost took the opportunity to rush out of the door and disappear into the night.

Due to being hit by the silver light of the imp, coupled with falling from such a high air, Meng Ran was unable to get up, and he struggled desperately on the ground in pain.

Crawling on the ground on all fours to Mengran's side, Jiaming used his body to extinguish the fire on Mengran's sleeve first, and his mouth was still comforting:

"It's okay......, you'll be fine!"

"Ah...... It hurts...... "Mengran, who has always been very strong, felt like a knife cutting colic, his whole body was cold, he was drenched in cold sweat, and his body disappeared little by little in this crying!

"We haven't avenged you yet, you'll be fine, hold on to ......" Jiaming, who was already in tears, kept shaking Mengran, as if he wanted to wake up, or use the desire to stop time to prevent Mengran from disappearing and leaving......

And just now, the pouring rain stopped instantly, and the whole house was a mess, and the scattered coffins were lying in every corner, leaving only Zhigao sitting with his back against the door, and Jiaming couldn't believe that Mengran was still kneeling.

There was a dead silence in the whole room, I don't know how long it had passed, Zhigao stood up with one hand on the door and the other on his waist, moved his whole body with his feet to Jiaming, patted him on the shoulder, and then the two hugged each other......

In the early morning of the next day, some faint mist had not yet dissipated, and from a distance it looked like a light veil dancing like a fairy. The soft sunlight poured into the house through the small window, the grass on the hillside was green, and the dew on the petals of a flower shimmered in the morning light. The birds chirped happily in the branches, as if they were singing, as if they were debating, and the quiet mountains and forests were full of life.

It's just that the two of them, who haven't gotten out of the nightmare last night, stood up with each other's support, looked at each other for two seconds and walked out of the door, Jiaming's face wiped on his shoulder, and then touched the necklace around his neck with his hand, turning his head to look at the mess in the room.

Due to being soaked by last night's heavy rain all night, the hazy Jiaming was accidentally fell down by a slippery ground, and his hand that was bitten by the imp last night touched the rain:

"Ah......h

When the hard wound touched the rain, the dark red blood oozed out again, stinging and screaming loudly.

"Slow down, don't get infected with the wound, I'll take you to the hospital" Zhigao finished speaking, and gently wiped the water off the wound with his sleeve.

Going to the hospital? Will the doctor believe that he has been bitten by a ghost, or that he has been accidentally bitten by other carnivores, just when Jiaming hesitates:

"Go to Master Zhang, he will definitely be able to heal your injuries"

Maybe this is the best way, Master Zhang can teach Zhigao to prevent ghosts, and he should also be able to heal this wound, worried that the venom will spread all over his body, so he picked up Jiaming and ran towards the master.

"Master...... Master Zhang ...... "Zhigao, who was sweating profusely, put Jiaming on the wooden bench at the door and sat down, and before he had time to take a breath, he looked for the master everywhere.

Master Zhang walked out of the side room of the incense hall, clasped the last button under his neck with both hands, and then rubbed his eyes.

Seeing that Zhigao was still angry, the master suddenly improved his spirit by seven points:

"You've seen a ghost......"

"Well, and my friend was bitten by it, please save him"

"Where did you meet," Master Zhang asked, staring at the black liquid in Jiaming's hand.

"It's a dilapidated house at the three-way intersection down the mountain"

"If you don't say it, I guessed it, it's a blessing that you can escape," he said to the Buddha statue in front of the hall.

The dilapidated house was originally a very happy family of three, because the father worked hard in the city to support the whole family, and the mother has been nursing the two-year-old child at home, until one day the mother had an affair with a boy in the next village.

Later, the husband in the city found out, the father who didn't believe the truth secretly ran home, but he was bumped into the mother and left the child aside to get close to the man, the angry father stepped forward to argue when the argument occurred, the man picked up an axe on the frame, hacked the father to death, and then abandoned the child and pulled the mother away.

It was not found until a few days after the child starved to death, so that the dead child could rest in peace, so the relatives put a coffin in the broken house so that the child's soul could have a place.

However, when someone passed by in the middle of the night, he could hear the cry of a baby, so he didn't dare to approach anyone again.

Jiaming's scalp was numb, goosebumps all over his body, and after listening to Master Zhang's words, he couldn't help but look forward to:

"If it weren't for Mengran, I really don't know what would have happened."

When I heard who Jiaming was thanking for, Master Zhang

Added:

"If that's the case, you're really lucky, and I'm really thankful for the people who can't stand here to save you"

"Master Zhang, you save my friend first" Zhigao was worried that it would take too long, afraid of delaying the treatment.