When Jin Batian led a group of people away, the Qingxu Daoist beckoned Hu San to return to the house, and called two or three bandits to help together, and set up an incense case in the room where the Qingxu Daoist was resting, and instructed those people to paste the freshly drawn talismans all over the room, and it didn't take much time, the whole room was filled with incense, and it couldn't help but be a little gloomy. /top/ Fiction Rankings

Seeing that everything was almost cleaned up, the Qingxu Daoist also changed into a new Taoist robe, wearing a purple and gold crown on his head, holding a seven-star copper coin ancient sword in his hand, and walked around the room a few times with a solemn face, and finally stopped in front of the big vat containing the ghost baby, pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, and muttered: "I hope that the efforts of the poor Dao are not in vain, and if it is not successful, it will be done here......"

After that, the seven-star copper coin ancient sword in his hand waved casually, and stretched out to the stone that was pressed against the mouth of the cylinder, with a little force, but saw that the stone was picked up and flew up, and smashed heavily on the ground, as soon as the stone landed, the Qingxu Daoist hurriedly took out a spell from his chest, and quickly pasted it around the big vat, and at the same time muttered the incantation in his mouth, with the sound of the incantation that the Qingxu Daoist kept reciting in his mouth, but saw that the yellow talisman attached to the vat was slightly covered with a layer of golden halo, In particular, the earthworm-like words written in cinnabar on the charms were bright and seemed to drip blood.

After the golden light of the yellow paper talisman flashed, the large vat containing the ghost baby shook slightly, and a red light full of evil aura slowly shot out from the mouth of the vat and rushed straight to the roof. As soon as the red light shot out, followed by a terrible howl like a wild cat came out of the tank, because the ghost baby had been restrained in the tank, the sound passed through the reflection of the cylinder wall, and it sounded even more poignant and harsh at this time, and the bandits and Hu San in the room heard this terrible scream, and almost at the same time they all hit a spirit, if it wasn't for the preparation in advance, it is estimated that they would have run away at this time.

After hearing this terrible scream, the expression of the Qingxu Daoist became more solemn, the sound of chanting mantras in his mouth became faster and faster, and fine beads of sweat had even begun to appear on his head.

At this critical juncture, Jin Batian led two or three bandits into the house with a large vat, Jin Batian was just about to speak, when he saw that Qingxu Daoist was chanting a spell in front of the vat containing ghost babies with his eyes closed, he naturally did not dare to be rashly disturbed, and the words were swallowed raw into his stomach, so he had to stand aside and keep an eye on Qingxu Daochang's every move.

After a while, the sound of the spell recited by the Qingxu Daoist became smaller and smaller, but seeing that the red light emitted from the vat containing the ghost baby also dimmed, the Qingxu Daoist slowly opened his eyes, and his face turned pale again.

Ignoring the cold sweat on his head, Qingxu Dao Chang slowly turned around, looked at Jin Batian behind him, and asked with a pant: "Have the five boys been solved?" ”

"It's all done, and their blood has been put into this vat." Jin Batian pointed to the vat in the hands of the two bandits and said.