Looking at the heavy ghosts on the balcony and outside the window, I couldn't help but swallow.

These things seem to be unenlightened, and the emotions of longing and fear are all written on their expressions, and they seem to be just low-level ghosts.

I went to inspect the doors and windows again, and made sure that there was no omission of cinnabar ink, and added a few strokes to the thinner places of cinnabar ink.

After doing this, I hurriedly turned back to the entrance, and the uncle who was possessed by the nightmare was still at the door, but he didn't hit the cinnabar ink barrier again, but sat quietly at the door.

Even though it was a paralyzed expression, I could feel it hesitating.

My building is a relatively high-end residential area, and there are only two families on the first floor.

The house that lives across from me hasn't been seen a few times since we moved in, and it doesn't seem to live here.

Otherwise, if there was such a big movement in front of the house in an ordinary community, it would have attracted a lot of neighbors to watch.

And my mood is also very conflicted now, on the one hand, I really want someone to help, and on the other hand, I am worried that if someone really comes, will I be like that delivery uncle, will be ghosted.

Wrong!

It occurred to me that there was a camera in the hallway, and if the property company saw a takeaway uncle frantically banging on my door, it should have arrived a long time ago.

Could it be that the camera was also blinded by this nightmare spellcasting?

"Ding! Thirty-fifth floor, arrived, the door opened......"

There was a prompt sound from the direction of the elevator, and my heart suddenly pulled up, what is coming, is it the property? Or is it the neighbor I haven't seen once in a few years?

I looked as far as I could into the middle of the corridor, wondering who it would be from that side.

I noticed a hint of panic in the eyes of the uncle in front of me, who was possessed by the nightmare.

Could it be that my second uncle is here!?

Seeing the "uncle" in front of me suddenly stand up, facing the direction of the corner of the corridor, making a "woo ......" sound in his throat, looking like a great enemy, I was overjoyed.

can take the elevator up, eighty percent is a person, and can make the nightmare so jealous, nine times out of ten he is a person with "Taoism".

Thinking that my second uncle always liked to tease me when I was a child, I felt that it was probably my second uncle.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart about my second uncle, wondering if his old man would have arrived nearby a long time ago, and then deliberately did not show up, trying to scare me with these things, so that I could obediently learn "skills" from him in the future.

My mind flashed here, and the nightmare over there had already arched up, and the sound of "woo ......" in my throat was a little louder, and even faintly retreated.

"Brute, be afraid! I advised you to leave earlier, but you didn't listen to ......"

Before I could finish my sentence, a dark shadow appeared at the corner of the corridor.

The moment I saw this black shadow, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.

This black shadow is about the size of a cat!

Could it be that the second uncle also brought a cat?

I took a closer look through the light and couldn't help but be stunned, where is this a cat, this is a mink at all!

This is a snow-white mink, the whole body is as oily as satin, the nose is pink and tender, and a pair of small ruby eyes are shining brightly.

No, this mink is not ordinary, I took a closer look, and found that behind it, there are three big fluffy tails, and the paws are longer than ordinary pet minks, and most importantly...... Momentum!

This mink gives me a very strange feeling, it is obviously the size of a cat, the appearance of a mink, but it has a kind of royal majesty in Gu Pan!

This, could it be some kind of divine beast brought by the second uncle?

Soon I dismissed my idea, because I found that the attention of the "uncle" seemed to be entirely on this mink!

To put it this way......

This is the only one who came!?

Two completely disproportionate figures confronted each other right in front of my house.

I secretly screamed bad luck, one hasn't left yet, and here is another thing!

Am I a Tang monk? Such a trick!

I poked my head out again and looked around the corner, but it was empty, and there was no one there.

"Woo woo ......" The uncle's chest rose and fell under the possessed nightmare, and the whine in his mouth became even lower, as if it would explode at any moment.

Look at the mink again, staring at me with an indifferent face, without squinting, and it seems that it doesn't take the nightmare seriously at all.

Nightmare seemed reluctant to give up his position in the doorway, blocking the ermine's view with his body.

And the mink just turned his head to look at the nightmare, and at this moment, I actually felt that this mink showed a look of contempt, no, not contempt, but an expression of the upper level of the food chain looking at the lower level of the food chain.

It's as if a lion inadvertently turned its head to look at a zebra, and a tiger casually glanced at a wild boar......

This can't be a mink, how could such a small beast be a match for a ghost!

It's a monster too, but I don't know it.

At this time, I hoped that the nightmare would kill the other party.

The reason is very simple, if the nightmare wins, it won't be able to get in anyway, and it won't be able to threaten me for the time being.

But if the marten loses, it means that the mink's ability is greater than it, and the path is deeper than it, so whether this cinnabar ink can block the mink is a problem.

I felt a layer of cold sweat in my palms, and I wished that the two ghosts at the door would be defeated and killed.

But then I thought about what attracted them to this place with two powerful ghosts blocking the doorway, and so many unnamed ghosts outside the window.

Of course, I sensed that they were all coming at me, but what I couldn't understand was, how the hell did they find out about me?

I think that if this problem can be solved, today's catastrophe can really be regarded as over.

But my second uncle's phone can't get through, so I can't go online to Baidu, right?

Wait a minute! Maybe there are really masters on the Internet? Don't they all say that the master is in the folk?

And my second uncle is not the most vivid example.

I glanced at the nightmare and the marten.

The nightmare seems to be very jealous of the mink, and has been forced to almost stick to the barrier, and the nightmare's mouth is still whining, as if communicating with the mink something.

The mink, on the other hand, ignored me, and only occasionally looked at me with an inexplicable look.

In my opinion, this situation is very unsatisfactory, and I have to find a way to solve the problem at hand.

I took out my phone and searched the Internet for mink ghosts, but I found nothing except some online articles and animal encyclopedias.

There is a saying that there are four immortals in the Northeast, among which there is Huang Tai Sin, but it is a weasel, which is a weasel, although it looks alike, it is different from a mink, and it is also a folk rumor, without specific introduction.

Well, it looks like I can't find a clue about this sable.

I glanced at the doorway, and it was clear that the two ghosts had broken down and looked like they were going to do something.

I didn't have much time, so I hurriedly searched again for how to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits.

There are all kinds of strange sayings on the Internet, and there are all kinds of methods, but the main ones that are recognized by most people are peachwood, cinnabar, killing knife, and garlic.

I thought about it carefully, I don't seem to have peach wood in my house, most of the furniture in the house is oak nanmu, as for the cinnabar is ready, the killing knife can be replaced with a kitchen knife......

Thinking of this, I hurriedly went into the kitchen and pulled out a kitchen knife and held it in my hand.

I haven't cooked at home for a long time, I searched it and didn't see any such things as onions, ginger and garlic.

After sweeping the kitchen knife in my hand, I hurried back to the door, just in time to see the scene of the uncle possessed by the nightmare pounced on the white sable.

I saw the uncle pounce awkwardly, although the posture looked strange, but the speed was not slow.

He was about to catch the sable with both hands, but the white shadow flashed, and the sable jumped to the wall to borrow a force, and suddenly jumped onto the back shoulder of the "uncle", and opened his mouth to bite.

"Uncle" screamed miserably, and the sound he made was piercing, which was not at all a sound that a person could make.

While they were doing it, I had the heart to close the door, but it couldn't be broken, as if it was glued to the wall.

I said in my heart that this is a ghost trick of the nightmare, so it will not be in vain, so I simply used a brush to make up a few more cinnabar inks at the door, operated the knife, took a few steps back, and nervously watched the two ghosts fight.

Originally, in my imagination, these ghosts were fighting, not to mention fireballs flying in the sky, wind blades, or something, at least it should be a cooler fighting method.

But what I saw before my eyes was a flopping and frolicking of an ordinary man with some agility and a sable that resembled a pet.

However, this scene seems to make me feel less afraid of these unknown things.

But I always felt that something was wrong, as if what was happening at the door was not as simple as I had imagined, and I squinted my eyes and tried to feel it carefully, just like I felt the yin energy before.

The corridor in front of me suddenly changed dramatically, and I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, but I didn't expect to be able to clearly feel the two qi entanglement and collision.

One of them was suppressed by the other, and even little by little, it was gradually swallowed up.

And the breath that had the upper hand actually came from the small body of the sable.

"This Nima ......"

I couldn't help but start cheering for the nightmare in my heart, but I didn't expect that instead of hurting the sable, the nightmare increased the mana of the sable like a dish.

Didn't you say that nightmares are cunning? How can you be as stupid as a pig?

I remembered that my second uncle told me that among ghosts, there is also a saying that one thing descends to one thing, and among them, the few who stand at the top of the strange ghosts have unpredictable talents.

Could it be that this sable is one of the most powerful ghosts?

It must be, it's a good nightmare that is also the number one among the strange ghosts.

I thought to myself, if this nightmare hangs, I will be in danger today, and just as I hesitated to help, a frightened roar came out of the nightmare's mouth, and there seemed to be a hint of determination in his voice.

I felt a tightness in my chest, as if someone had struck a sledgehammer on the top of my head, and my head buzzed, and my eyes went black, and I fainted.

I don't know how long it took......

When I woke up again, it was already dawn.

I just felt dizzy and felt dizzy and felt weak when I wanted to sit up.

I shook my head, looked around, and found myself lying in the hallway, only then did I remember what happened before, and quickly got up and looked out the door, where the figure of the uncle was lying there, motionless.

He can't be dead, I looked at it and found that the uncle seemed to be breathing, and I was immediately relieved.

I just breathed a sigh of relief, but I always felt like something was missing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that from the door, there was a small footprint stained with cinnabar ink leading straight to him.

I was so devastated that I couldn't help but move back, but my palm touched something furry......

"Holy!!"

I was so frightened that I turned my head to see the sable curled up next to me and sleeping.

Hearing my voice, it opened its small eyes and looked at me, as if a little dissatisfied......

It rolled sideways a few more times, rolled to my lap, snuggled up to my lap and continued to sleep, this ...... It's so cute......

I didn't dare to move, I didn't know if I should move or not, exactly.

This little thing doesn't look like it's going to hurt me, and if it has the intention to do something bad to me, I shouldn't have a chance to wake up, and the thought flashed through my mind......

I couldn't help but look down again...... It's true...... It's so cute......!