There seemed to be another dog barking in the distance, but neither Songsi nor Appa paid attention, their full attention was on the painting.

The countess's smile grew more and more hideous.

"Su Heng! Can't wait any longer!" Songsi exclaimed, "The Countess's shoes have appeared."

"That's it." Bai Zhou Road.

She stepped forward, and suddenly there was an extra dagger in her hand.

It was a fruit knife with a few small gems inlaid with the hilt, and it was not in very good condition.

Bai Zhou held a knife in his right hand, pinched the trick in his left hand, and quickly recited a mantra in his mouth.

"The flame spirit is the fire spirit, and the Vermilion Bird is flying. Write a magic pen and connect it to Bingding. The Flame Goddess, holding the Imperial Bell. Samadhi is really hot, and it descends to Zhuling. Three assists, the messenger descends. The fire wheel god Song Wuji quickly held the fire wheel to burn the ghost and destroy the form. Haste as a law."

As she chanted, her hands lit up with a fiery red glow.

This is the "Hell Curse" in the "Taishang Three Caves Divine Curse"!

The small letters floating on the ghost painting are clearly written: "Evil spirits, who eat people and drink souls, all sins are unforgivable, and they should be sent to Hellfire, and they should be killed by attaching the curse of Hell to a sharp weapon and inserting it into the heart."

With that urgent command, she pointed at the dagger, and the dagger made a "bear" sound, igniting a raging fire.

One of the soldiers guarding outside was startled and said, "Commander! You see, there's a fire in there."

Both Song Pashan and Sha Chu were startled, and when they looked up, they saw a flame reflected in the window of the hall.

Song Pashan sneered and said, "Don't worry, it's just a trapped beast fighting, and the fire can't be burned. It wasn't like no one had done it before, but instead of burning down the house, he burned himself to death."

The uneasiness in Sha Chu's heart intensified, and he said in a deep voice, "No, I have to go in and have a look."

Song Pashan was stunned: "That ...... Madame was enjoying her food, and it was very dangerous to go in and disturb her at this time. Master, you might as well wait."

"No!" Shachu said firmly, "I have a hunch that something must be wrong inside."

He looked at Song Pashan again and said, "If you mess up this matter, you should know what the consequences will be."

Song Pashan hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, I don't dare to go in, if you want to go in, you will have to rely on yourself."

Sha Chu smiled coldly and said, "You don't have to go in, you just need to guard the door. If you notice something wrong, come in for reinforcements immediately."

Song Pashan nodded and glanced at his soldiers. The soldiers pulled open the fence and let the sand inside.

Looking at Sha Chu's back, a soldier said worriedly, "Commander, is it really okay?"

"Master Sachu is the Chancellor's confidant. Even if something happens, we can't blame us." "Let's do our duty."

Sha Chu walked quickly to the door of the mansion, took out the key, and opened the keyhole.

Suddenly, he felt a strong aura fluctuation coming from the room, his face suddenly changed, and he opened the door suddenly.

The moment he opened the door, he saw Bai Zhou holding a burning dagger in his hand and stabbing it into the chest of the ghost painting.

The countess in the ghost painting had a look of horror on her face.

She seemed to want to escape, but her feet hadn't completely come out and she couldn't move.

In the ghost painting, she is both strong and weak.

Her power can make the Chancellor's opponents suffer calamity, and she can make the Chancellor of the Exchequer rise all the way in officialdom, but she can't even move her body.

Of course, if her weaknesses are not known, then for ordinary people, she is very strong.

Even if you set fire to the ghost painting, it will reappear on the wall a few moments later.

People who don't have weaknesses are the strongest, and once they have weaknesses, no matter how high your cultivation is, it's just a matter of a knife.

"Stop!" Sha Chu didn't know the weakness of the ghost painting, but the countess's face had already given him the answer.

She must not be allowed to hurt the Countess.

He's shot!

His hands pinched a strange mantra in front of his chest, perhaps a local cultivation method of theirs, and he recited mantras in his mouth at a rapid pace, the ancient language of Siam.

A black light condensed on his hands, his eyes were full of fierce light, he let out a roar, and with a finger of both hands, the black light struck Bai Zhou's back.

Bai Zhou sensed the threat behind her, but instead of stopping, she increased her speed and tried her best.

The black ball of light slammed into her back, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, but she still held the flaming dagger in her hand.

Sha Chu used all his strength for this move, and he felt like his body was being crushed by a hundred-ton truck.

But the force of the blow not only did not stop her, but instead pushed her body forward.

With this force, the dagger pierced the countess's heart with unmistakable accuracy.

"No!" Sha Chu yelled in horror and pounced again, wanting to smash Bai Zhou's head with one palm.