"The southwest road is not easy to walk, Shuangfeng will fight the dog for you!"

The female ghost in pink was already cold and pale, but as soon as these words came out, her face immediately turned white and black, and she even hid behind Zhang Laixiang.

Shuangfeng refers to the knife in the executioner's hand, two knives one long and one short, the long knife pierces down, the short knife draws a circle, and a piece of meat can be taken away in a moment.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

The thin old man was like a robot, always sharpening his knife with his head down.

At this moment, I am especially grateful to him, thank him for making the female ghost immersive, recalling the torture of a hundred years.

"The knife has fallen!"

These two words are like Mount Tai falling from the sky, and they are slapped straight down.

The woman in pink couldn't hold it anymore and ran towards my left.

Want to run?

Just now, I read the words on the road, and walked forward step by step, my hand already reaching into the salt jar.

Seeing that she wanted to run away at this moment, I threw a handful of coarse salt directly on her face.

Salted salt has the effect of restraining evil spirits, but for the female ghost in front of her, the power of salty salt is doubled in situ.

Ling Chi is a technical job, and after cutting the last knife, he has to ensure that the person is still alive.

At this time, the prisoner is left with a skeleton, but the person will not die.

The only flesh that can move on the body is the two eyeballs, and at this time, a handful of coarse salt is sprinkled on the body, and it is completely sinful.

This hand is called soul slashing.

The female ghost screamed, immediately turned around, and simply lifted the salt jar and smashed it at her.

However, I was still a step too late.

I glanced back, turned my head and kicked the thin old man in the chin.

With a kick of more than two meters, the old man did not fall unconscious, but crawled over again, still sharpening his knife very persistently.

When I looked at Zhang Laixiang, she immediately raised her hands above her head and begged for mercy in her mouth.

"Hero! You are a true hero! You let me go! Don't be like me!"

She was at least fifty years old, and the way she was lying on my feet and begging for mercy at the moment only made me feel sick.

As soon as I strained my feet, Zhang Xiangden fell to the ground, and I grabbed her by the collar and asked angrily.

"From beginning to end, you're setting up a game for me, aren't you?"

Zhang Laixiang's tears are comparable to the rain in June, and they are simply coming.

She cried with a handful of snot and tears: "I was bewitched by others, I was wronged."

The wicked people in the world will only cry out when they are caught.

"Don't howl!"

Originally, I was in a hurry to get into the room here, and she was crying here, which made me really anxious.

I pressed her against the wall with my forearms and gritted my teeth, "Tell me where the ghost is hiding."

"I said, can you get around me?"

"I can fight ghosts, and I can beat people! Don't tell me the conditions!"

At this time, a smell of urine rushed into my nostrils, and I looked down to see that she actually peed out.

And her body was more like a loach burrowing into the scale, and her body kept sliding down.

It is estimated that Zhang Laixiang was also frightened by me, she raised her hand tremblingly and pointed to the pillar next to her.

I hardly hesitated and chose to believe it.

People who can be scared to pee their pants in a few words will not joke with their lives.

The pillar pointed to by Zhang Laixiang is directly on the beam, if it is really removed, I am afraid that it will end up in a situation where the house collapses.

It's okay, it's not bothering me.

I pulled out all the charms from my backpack, and I ground half a foot of incense into powder, and everything was arranged around the pillar.

Turning my head, I took out half of the burning firewood from the stove and lit up the pile.

I kept the fire under control very well, making sure there was only smoke and no open flames.

This spell fire is mixed with cinnabar and realgar, and it is a good thing to shake evil when taken out alone.

Not to mention putting it together and burning it now!

I took the last spell and said silently: You are stubborn first, don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Smack!"

The moment the spell was attached to the pillar by me, the entire pillar began to shake at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It swayed, and half of the roof trembled.

Obviously, the female ghost was sealed in a pillar by me, and she was resisting to the death.