I saw the sudden move of the big black mouse, and even when I realized the problem.

immediately stopped, and then lowered his voice:

"Brother Rat, you mean, those buildings are the hideouts of the evil spirits?"

As I spoke, Moting, who was standing next to me, became vigilant.

He bowed his body and poked his head forward to look ahead.

This big black mouse understands human nature and can understand me.

After listening to me, he "squeaked" me twice, and then nodded.

When I saw this, my face sank slightly.

Facing Mo Ting next to him, he said in a low voice:

"Old Mo, it seems that we have found a place."

Mo Ting took out a feng shui compass at this time and shifted it left and right a few times.

But you can find that no matter how you pan the direction.

The pointers on the compass are all pointing towards the old dilapidated buildings.

Moting put away the compass, but then he became excited.

He shook his shoulders, his eyes lit up, and he said with excitement:

"yes, that filth must be in there.

The will to fall into battle, there is death but no life.

Brother Qin, let me take the lead first! ”

Say it! Mo Ting directly pulled out the peachwood sword in the sword bag.

I was going to rush over like this.

Everyone else is afraid of ghosts, but Moting is the opposite.

Not only was he not afraid, but he was also very excited to encounter this kind of thing.

I saw that he was so "reckless", and hurriedly grabbed him:

"Don't worry, let's observe and find out the nearby terrain first.

Be prepared to retreat, and if we can't deal with it, we can escape. ”

I took Master's words to heart and kept my cool at all times.

When Moting heard me say this, he slapped his head sharply:

"Sorry, excited.

I'm fine, I got wood spirits last time.

Master gave me a life talisman to defend myself. ”

I nodded, he had a life amulet, I didn't.

Just took out a roll of black wire with eight small bells hanging from his pocket.

This is what Master gave me this afternoon.

Thread is a ritual instrument woven with black dog hair and ink fountain thread.

Master said that he had been soaked in the blood of a black dog and had the ability to restrain the yin.

I can't touch this thing.

As long as you use this kind of line, pull a few loops nearby, and pull it into a Bagua shape.

In this way, a gossip array can be formed, and its effect can also be maximized.

Whether it's used to trap dirty things or to escape for your life, it has a good effect.

When the time comes, you can attack, and you can defend when you retreat.

We have a lot of magic tools in this practice, and Moting doesn't know this black line.

Ask me what it is and what it does.

I whispered:

"My master said that this thread is called the evil suppression rope, which is made of black dog hair and ink fountain thread, and it has been soaked in black dog blood.

Let's pull up a gossip around here in a moment and leave a gap.

If you can't beat it, you can bring that thing in, but you can temporarily trap the dirty thing inside.

We can also buy time to escape.

Conversely, you can use this thing to restrict that thing.

Imprison him in it and find a chance to kill the ghost......"

I briefly talked about the effect of the "anti-evil rope".

After listening to this, Moting nodded again and again:

"Okay, I see there's a wider position in front, let's pull the gossip map there."

Moting and I whispered for a moment before moving on.

But at this moment, I found that the big black mouse that led me the way just now no longer knew when it was gone.

We searched left and right, but there were many weeds and shrubs around the backdrop of the forest, so we didn't see it.

In the end, he ignored the big black mouse.

After all, it was just a leader, and I didn't think about how much help that big black mouse could have.

Then, the two of us cautiously approached.

Ten meters ahead, lurking.

It is about fifteen or sixteen meters away from the first old house.

After observing for a while, I found that there was no movement near the old house.

I used the evil suppression rope in my hand to quietly pull out a gossip array of about seven or eight square meters in place.

Each corner is nailed with a wooden stick to ensure the stability of the soul suppression rope and at the same time do a good job of camouflage.

And there is a gap in the front to facilitate the introduction of dirty things......

When that was done, Moting and I lurked for a while.

After making sure that it was safe, he began to continue to move forward, preparing for a sneak attack.

However, as soon as we were within ten meters of those old houses, Mo Ting and I felt a noticeable coldness.

Because we don't know where the evil spirit is.

It can only be checked one by one.

At this time, the two of us held the peachwood sword in our hands and leaned forward like thieves.

Even if it's breathing, it's very low.

For fear of making some unnecessary noises and panting loudly, it will attract the attention of the evil spirit.

As he approached the first old house, he slowly poked out half of his head and looked out the window.

It's dark inside, but you can see inside.

It was empty, and there was no feeling of a yin wind surging outward.

Soon, the old mansion was ruled out.

In front, there are two more old houses.

So we kept going.

Soon, I came to the broken wall of the second old house.

The house was half collapsed, and the head could be seen at a glance.

It was also empty, and I didn't see anything.

Now, then, only the last tiled house remains.

The fierce spirit that eats the baby should be hiding inside......