The Rokko Evil Charm glows with golden light.

There was a banging sound at the door, and the wooden door was slightly deformed, and then returned to its original state.

Outside the window, the hideous-looking ghosts were hovering, they were afraid of the talisman and did not dare to attack easily.

"Inspector, what should I do?" Jun Ru said nervously.

Behind them, the three girls shrank in the corner, holding yellow talismans in their hands, sometimes wary of the evil ghosts wandering by the glass window, and sometimes looking at Meng Fan, hoping that he could come up with some good solution.

"This group of ghosts was seriously injured just last night, half ghosts, half corpses, and they dare not rush in for the time being."

Meng Fan replied with a canopy ruler in his hand.

"And when will they dare to come?"

Anne's face was full of fear.

It's so terrifying, the window is crowded with ugly male ghosts, they have saliva, their eyes are full of longing, dense, and it is impossible to see how many there are.

"The yin qi is the heaviest in the sub-time, and this group of ghosts can absorb the energy between heaven and earth, and then recover."

As he spoke, Meng Fan glanced out the window and said in a deep voice: "A few of you go back to the room and hang the talisman on the door, this group of ghosts is likely to still stone the window and knock the talisman down." ”

In fact, it is very necessary to think from the perspective of ghosts.

Meng Fan guessed that the reason why they didn't use this simple and effective method now was because they were afraid of themselves, and second, they were still recovering with the help of moonlight.

Hearing that the ghost might smash the window, the four of them didn't dare to stay in the living room at all, so they rushed back to the room as soon as possible, pasted three talismans on the inside of the door, and urged at the same time:

"Sir, come in quickly."

"Not for now, I have to go down."

Meng Fan shook his head:

"You have the Rokko Evil Talisman, don't worry about safety, I will be back in twenty minutes at most."

Hearing this, the four of them were stunned.

They could never have imagined that the only person they could rely on at the moment would choose to leave.

"Brother Fan......" Amin hesitated.

"Believe me, nothing will happen during this time away." Meng Fan said in a deep voice: "For ghosts, it's the same if the door is not locked, so don't lock the door, if I come in myself, I will rotate the handle to open the door." ”

"Then if you talk outside and let us open the door, it means it's a ghost, right?"

Amin asked.

"That's right, I have to go downstairs and go back to the car to get the magic weapon, otherwise I won't be able to get up the altar."

Compared with waiting for foreign aid, Meng Fan feels that it is better to rely on himself.

Frankly speaking, if Amin was the only one in the room, he would be able to take people away, but the four girls ...... It's really a lack of skills.

Meanwhile.

Seeing that Meng Fan had made up his mind, Amin, who could fully understand this, didn't say anything more, waved his hand at him, and said softly:

"Stay safe on the road."

"Don't worry."

After leaving a sentence, Meng Fan left without looking back, he had to get the magic weapon in his hands as soon as possible.

For some reason, this haunting incident in the mansion gave him a very ominous premonition.

It stands to reason that even if this group of ghosts escaped from the murderous gate, for Meng Fan, it was just a tool to increase his merits.

After all, with the canopy ruler in hand, his own combat power has not decreased much.

Moreover, this group of ghosts had been seriously injured before, and their strength had dropped significantly......

So where does this sense of danger come from?

Pressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Meng Fan pinched the trick and whispered:

"People come to separate heavy paper, ghosts come to the next mountain, a thousand evils can't get it, ten thousand evils can't get it open, it's as urgent as a law!"

Anti-ghost charm.

As the name suggests, it is a Taoist technique that makes ordinary ghosts unable to approach, but unfortunately his Taoism is still shallow, and he can only bless his body at present, otherwise, there is no need to go on the road alone.

At this moment.

There was a mist in the corridor, and a figure appeared from time to time, but after using the anti-ghost spell, this group of ghosts couldn't get close at all.

But this group of ghosts is not desperate, and they are slaughtered again and again, even if they are repeatedly fruitless, they are still unwilling to give up.

Seeing this, Meng Fan was not used to them, and the thunderbolt immediately pointed out, without the master to dissuade them, they must have been beaten to pieces.

This time, no hands will be spared!

About five minutes later.

Nearly forty pools of white powder appeared on the ground.

Meng Fan, who took the stairs, fought and walked, and finally came to the first floor of the building.

At the door, a figure stood.

It was shrouded in ghostly mist, and its purple face loomed.

"The landlady?"

When the words fell, the ghost corpse who was called to break his identity pounced, looking extremely fierce, as if Meng Fan was her enemy who killed her father.

However, the landlady has turned into a ghost corpse, and her combat power is pitifully low, and her speed is about the same as that of an adult man, and she poked forward with two claws.

Before he could get close to Meng Fan, a cloud of fire flew out from his fingertips, condensed but not dispersed, and lasted for about two or three seconds, completely igniting it.

In the wailing, all kinds of resentful curses came into Meng Fan's ears, however, he didn't care, and eliminated those meaningless swear words, but learned the truth of the matter.

It turned out that the landlady was alone in the care of the Buddhist scripture cloth bag when she was injured by the demon's nails.

When he noticed the abnormality, his body had changed, and because he was worried that he would be treated as an evil demon and be eradicated, he simply took a stand with the ghost, and was determined to be a long-lived ghost corpse.

According to the master's instructions, she should have called the mason, sealed the door with cement along with the scriptures, and then opened another window to let the sunlight shine on the door and remove the yin energy.

As a result, the landlady, who decided to defect, called the workers instead, tore up all the Buddhist scriptures, and had nine cats caught and thrown into the basement.

"It's really evil, it is estimated that this group of evil ghosts wants to kill cats and set up a formation."

In a whisper, Meng Fan glanced at the female corpse on the ground, which was no longer distorted and completely lifeless, sighed, and walked away from the Fenglin Mansion.

If the landlady had chosen to ask for help from her at the beginning, and the master had a way to save her, she would not have ended up here.

Of course, if it can't be saved, then it can only be a peachwood sword to poke the heart, and send a clear sound spell afterwards.

But in any case, it is better for the soul of the dead to be overexceeded than to be scattered under the spell of the fire cloud.

With this thought in mind, Meng Fan came to the side of the car, opened the door, and took out the magic weapons that might be used after the altar was raised.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom.

He decided to buy another backpack in the future and carry it with him to avoid any more accidents-

The world is too dangerous to be vigilant at all times.

The other side.

Jin McGee, who received a notice from the local police station, did not hesitate, carried a gossip mirror, and quickly drove to the Fenglin Building.

Like Meng Fan before, he couldn't figure it out, the building that had been completely cleaned up at that time had only been completely cleaned up in less than twenty-four hours, and the incident had reappeared, and it was menacing, which made the senior brother so anxious.

"Master, go to Fenglin Mansion, I'm in a hurry, trouble quickly."

The entrance of Aoyama Zen Temple.

A middle-aged monk in a robe stopped the taxi and hurriedly said to the driver.