Sure enough, as Mr. Lu described, the Yin Ghost Woman began to blow out my candles one by one. At first, I was terrified, but after a few minutes, I saw that she was just blowing out the candles and didn't seem to do anything else, so I gradually settled down. Besides, she never appeared, and my tense spirit began to relax a little.

I know that these candles are all fake, and none of them are my natal lamp, so I feel a little steady. But after only two minutes, I started to get nervous again.

Mr. Lu didn't tell me where he had hidden the natal lamp. As he said, this would prevent me from leaking my target. However, the more I think about it now, the more wrong it becomes, if the Yin Ghost Woman accidentally stumbles and discovers my natal lamp, then I am simply defenseless.

Thinking of this, I tried to be as leisurely as I could, lighting the blown out candles one by one, while peeking around the room.

According to Mr. Lu, the natal lamp should not be more than five meters away from the owner. Around me, within five meters, there were just a few things.

But when I looked at it, I couldn't find the hidden candle flame.

After a few seconds, my eyes fell on the ancient painting. It's not that I've found the natal lamp, it's that this ancient painting is placed here, and it seems a little strange.

Mr. Lu is a Taoist priest, and he also asked me to pretend to be a Taoist priest. But this painting is a monk. Although the cultivators are all in the same family, it seems that it is a little bad to hang around like this.

I felt strange in my heart, so I couldn't help but look at it twice. I saw that the painting was very yellowed, obviously an antiquity, maybe it was still some kind of treasure.

On the picture, the incense is swirling, the Buddha is solemn, sitting on the lotus platform, and is speaking. A small novice attendant stood on the right, and a group of monks below were listening.

Suddenly, I noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the little novice. He was wearing a wide monk's robe, and the folds on it were painted very carefully, even more carefully than the Buddha next to him.

Although I have never studied painting, I also know the distinction between priority and secondary, in this painting, the Buddha is the absolute protagonist, how can a small novice dominate?

Thinking of this, I squinted my eyes and looked at the appearance of the little novice seriously, this look made my cold sweat come down, he, how can he look more and more like me? That's right, this little novice is me.

I suddenly chuckled in my heart: I know where the natal lamp is.

The little novice was holding a cyan lotus lamp with three wicks twisted on it, and there were exactly three flames burning on it.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Mr. Lu really has some means, and he can actually hide my natal lamp in this painting.

I was looking for God, when suddenly a miserable voice in my ear said, "What are you looking at?"

This sentence frightened me so much that I quickly turned my head.

I looked around nervously, but I didn't find the ghost. I saw that most of the candles in front of me were extinguished. I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the Yin Ghost Woman didn't know what I meant by staring at that painting just now.

I heard that evil spirits will become a little tendon with the passage of time, and the phenomenon of the type is not very literate. The forty-nine life lamps in front of me have secretly combined with what formations. As long as I keep lighting the candles, I can't tell which one has been extinguished and which one has not been blown out.

I have to say that Mr. Lu is very yin, and he is planning to spend time with the yin ghost woman until dawn and consume her.

I scrambled to take out the matches and struck them to light the candles. Suddenly, the flames on the match swelled seven or eight times at once. A sinister laugh came from inside: You want to consume me here?

I looked at the flames in horror, and suddenly a blue-faced fanged face appeared inside, my hands trembled, and I threw the matches to the ground.

The fire went out, and the laughter was gone. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, all the burning candles around me made a beeping sound.

I was horrified to see that some of the flames had a hand outstretched out, and some had a foot outstretched. They writhed and drilled out.

At this time, a trace of longing suddenly surged in my heart, and a voice seemed to say to me: Blow out the candle, blow out the candle, and the ghost woman will not be able to get out of the fire.

I leaned down in a daze, about to blow out the fire. Suddenly, my fingers ached, and I regained my clarity.

It turned out that when I leaned over just now, my palm was on the ground, just on top of the match head. The embers burned my fingers and woke me up.

I sat up straight in rejoice. I wiped the sweat from my head, then took out a match and lit a candle one by one.

The ghost woman has used all kinds of tricks to scare me, to seduce me, and to extinguish these candles. But I was unmoved.

In fact, at this time, the Yin Ghost Woman is a bit like a donkey of Qian, and I have insight into all her methods.

That's right, if it had been a battle with a knife and a gun, I would have died a hundred times. The point is that if I hide the lamp of life, it is equivalent to being invincible.

After a few minutes, the ghost woman didn't blow out my candle again. She seemed to give up and never said anything more.

I lit all the candles, and I was a little excited when I looked at the glow of the candles. I actually defeated the demons, it was like a dream.

However, I just celebrated for two minutes. I felt a cold palm on my shoulder.

My body stiffened, and I didn't dare to move.

Then I felt a cold body come up and lay on my back. Blow into the back of my head.

This yin qi was so cold that it blew on my head, and I felt like an ice blade was scraping my flesh and skin.

The Yin Ghost Woman blew for a while, and suddenly a faint laugh sounded in my ear. Sometimes it sounds far away, sometimes it sounds close.

She said: Unexpectedly, you are actually a Taoist priest.

I sat upright on the ground and didn't say a word. At this time, there are many mistakes to say, and silence is golden.

The ghost woman lay on my back, and she stood: You snatched my husband away. Then I'll fill it in with you. Little brother, would you like to marry me?

When I heard this, my heart suddenly became cold. What's going on with me here, why are you pestering me again?

I really want to point to Xue Qian's bedroom and tell the ghost woman, that kid is over there, you go and arrest him.

But I know that even if I say so, it is impossible for the Yin Ghost Woman to let me go, just die, and I don't want to hurt anyone.

Seeing that I was silent, the ghost woman was a little annoyed. She stretched out her hand and ran her long nails across my face: What do you mean you don't speak? You don't want to? Today, you have to say yes if you agree, and you have to say yes if you don't.

I suddenly remembered Mr. Lu's words: I hid your three life lamps. Now you are equivalent to a body without a soul, and the yin ghost woman can't help you.

I secretly said in my heart: Okay, I'll take a gamble today. So I stiffened my neck and said, "I won't agree, what can you do to me?"

The ghost woman laughed: Boy, do you think that if you are a little clever, I won't be able to cure you? Do you think that if you hide the three life lamps, I can't do anything?

She stood on the ground and began to laugh out loud. With her laughter. The air around it cooled dramatically. Then she waved her sleeves, and the things in the room suddenly staggered.

The flower pot fell to the floor and the table overturned. There was a crackling sound everywhere.

I was so scared that I couldn't move. However, after a few seconds, I suddenly noticed that the light in the room was dimming dramatically.

I looked down and was startled. It turned out that the Yin ghost woman threw the flower pot and pushed the table, all of which were suspicious tactics. She had quietly blown out most of the candles.

I scrambled to strike matches. But because he was so nervous, the match terrier fell to the ground. The Yin Ghost Lady didn't give me another chance. He looked at me coldly, then smiled ghostly, and with a pop, blew out the last few candles.

The room was so dark that I couldn't see. Nervously swallowing saliva, while his heart pounded, as if he was about to knock a hole in his chest.

After a while, I gradually got used to the darkness in the house, and with the help of the street lights, I began to nervously search for the ghost woman.

I didn't see her, but I heard a cold voice in my ear, saying, "Good boy, you have the ability." These candles are all fake.

My heart sank: it's over, the ghost woman has seen through these candles, and next, I'm afraid I'm going to have to look around my body.