I looked at Tie Dan and was a little stunned.

But the results of this trial are already clear.

The little girl didn't pounce on the iron egg but pounced on the girl, which can prove that the iron egg is not a ghost.

Coupled with the fact that Tie Dan entered the Soul Nourishing Umbrella, I began to be more and more sure that Tie Dan was not a ghost.

The senior sister took out the wooden sign and put the little girl in, and then asked:

"What's the matter, why didn't I understand this test you did?"

I smiled and said:

"Senior sister, Tie Dan is not a ghost, at least not the kind of ghost that is used by people to assist in various fortunes."

"Are you saying that the little girl didn't pounce on the iron egg but pounced on the girl's egg, so the iron egg is the same kind as it? But the iron egg didn't flutter the egg. ”

My sister seemed to understand my intentions.

I nodded and said:

"Yes, Tie Dan didn't pounce on Ya Dan, but when he was in Chiang Mai, Tie Dan pounced on another ghost, you are already turning Ya Dan into a bad guy, and you have also turned Tie Dan into a bad guy, Ya Dan has your breath on his body, and Tie Dan has the same on his body, so of course he won't pounce on Ya Dan, it should be like this, right! That's it! ”

Seeing that I was so sure, the senior sister asked again:

"Didn't you take the iron egg from Song Fugui? How can it not be a secondary imp? ”

I hummed and put the iron egg back into the soul nourishing umbrella:

"I won't know this until I see Song Fugui tomorrow."

"Sister. Sister, I.. Want..... Iron Eggs." The girl's voice was not smooth.

I laughed and said:

"Iron eggs can be, this charm."

Senior sister put the girl into the wooden card, and then handed me the little girl's wooden card and said:

"Since you brought it, you can help the little girl, I'll go back to the room first."

I took the wooden sign and began to overtake the little girl after my sister went out.

The little girl was unconscious.

But fortunately, the reincarnation path is still there.

Speaking of this little girl, it's quite pitiful.

There are no obvious external injuries on the soul, and it should have died of some terminal illness or something.

......

At noon the next day, my sister and I arrived at a relatively large Hunan restaurant on time.

Song Fugui has already opened a private room inside, and he is alone.

He was very depressed, and he didn't order any food after he came, only a small plate of shredded kelp and a small plate of peanuts on the table, in addition to a black plastic bag on the table.

Seeing us coming in, Song Fugui quickly got up and greeted us, he stretched out his hand and said:

"Master Liu, I'm bothering you to run again, oops, Wen Jing is here too."

The senior sister nodded, found a chair and sat down alone.

I shook Song Fugui's hand and didn't feel anything unusual.

The possibility of ghost possession can be ruled out, but the possibility that he was eaten by the imp cannot be ruled out.

After Song Fugui sat down, he put his hand into the black plastic bag and said:

"Master Liu, let's order food first, let's talk while eating."

I watched Song Fugui's movements, and I saw him take out two chicken hearts or duck hearts from the black plastic bag and stuff them into his mouth.

While chewing, he said:

"This stuff has become my snack now, as long as I don't fall asleep, I have to eat a few every hour, or I'll be uncomfortable."

I asked with a sigh:

"It's a duck heart, right?"

Song Fugui nodded, and said while chewing the duck heart:

"Yes, I've tried eating chicken hearts, but the results are not as good as duck hearts."

The duck heart he ate didn't seem to be fully cooked, and when he ate it, there was still a slight red blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, which looked a little disgusting.

I pulled the black plastic bag over, and it was full of duck hearts.

There are dozens of them, and they look like they're raw.

"Don't you cook it before you eat it?"

Song Fugui swallowed the two duck hearts and said:

"The taste of cooking is not good, I eat it directly after taking boiling water, Master Liu, you can help me see, is there any ghost making trouble, the doctor said that if I eat like this, I won't live for a few years."

"Well, order first, it's not a matter for waiters to come in and out." I said.

This symptom is obviously eaten by the ghost again.

As for what kind of imp it is, I don't know.

But I once saw it in Master's notebook.

The ways in which the imps who assist in the fortune attack the master are different, but I haven't seen it yet.

But no matter what kind of imp it is, it is inseparable from the blood of the master.

So for this kind of imp who has been cut off from the offering and eats the master, it is actually very simple to deal with, and you only need to draw it out.

After the waiter had finished serving, I locked the door of the private room and closed all the curtains.

"Senior sister, do you have a knife?" I asked.

The senior sister nodded, took out her usual dagger from her bag and threw it over.

"Master Liu, what are you going to do?" Song Fuguo asked nervously.

I handed him the dagger, then took a clean little bowl, poured half a bowl of water into it, and said:

"Put three drops of blood from the middle finger of your left hand into the bowl."

Song Fugui understood what I meant, as a person who had raised little ghosts before, he cut his fingers and was extremely skillful.

Due to the long-term blood supply, the middle finger of his left hand has been cut beyond recognition by the knife, and that part of the nerve has been necrotic, and it will not hurt to cut it.

Three drops of blood dripped into the bowl and slowly turned into blood and floated in the water.

In the end, it blended into the water completely and evenly, and the color of the water did not change much.

"Four more drops." I said, staring at the bowl.

Song Fugui nodded, and squeezed four more drops of blood into the bowl.

I stirred the bowl with chopsticks, and the water in the bowl turned pale red.

"What's next?" Song Fugui asked suspiciously.

I didn't speak, my eyes continuing to stare at the reddish blood in the bowl.

After a few seconds, something strange happened, and the blood in the bowl became clearer and clearer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There's a little imp sucking blood!!

And at this rate, it seems that this little imp is extremely hungry!

I quickly stood up, took out the soul nourishing umbrella from my backpack, quickly cast a hand spell on it, and then threw the umbrella, and the iron egg was shouted out of the umbrella by me.

Iron Egg is not a ghost, and likes to pounce on it.

I can't see this little ghost, I can't see my senior sister, and I can't see Song Fugui.

But the iron egg can definitely see it.

As soon as the iron egg came out, he glanced at Song Fugui, Song Fugui shivered all over, and stood up violently and wanted to hide.

He knew Iron Egg, and he had a deep fear of Iron Egg.

Even though Tiedan's appearance is much cuter now, he still can't accept it.

"Don't move."

I stopped Song Fugui's figure.

Tie Dan just glanced at him, and then stared at the bowl of blood water tightly.

After just looking at it for two or three seconds, the little guy snorted, took two steps and reached out to grab it above the bowl of blood.

"Kala", Tie Dan's hand obviously did not touch the small bowl, but the small bowl fell to the ground as if it had been picked up.

If I hadn't known that there was an imp sucking blood, I'd have thought that the Iron Egg would have something special like telekinesis.

After the bowl fell to the ground, Tie Dan sat on the table with his hands closed, leaving a space of about ten centimeters between the palms of his hands.

Its two palms kept rubbing the air in the middle.

It seemed to be holding something, and that thing was still struggling.

This scene is very joyful, and I can't help but think of the Monkey King in Dragon Ball rubbing the turtle qigong.

"I'll go, Tiedan, are you going to send turtle qigong?"

The senior sister obviously thought of it together, and she directly mischievously said this idea.

Tie Dan grinned, smiling happily, his hands still rubbing together.

It was like this for about three minutes......

"Iron Egg, don't you have any chakra?"

Senior Sister said with a smile again.

I couldn't help but laugh as Iron Egg's expression became more and more serious, and a groove furrowed between his eyebrows, and it closed its mouth tightly, as if it was a little impatient.

Song Fugui also stared at Tie Dan, forgetting to be afraid for the time being.

After another minute or so, a black cloud of qi slowly appeared in the middle of Tie Dan's palm.

The black qi was still struggling, and Tie Dan immediately laughed angrily again, and accelerated the rubbing of his hands.

As the iron egg accelerated its rubbing, the black gas quickly condensed into an entity.

It ended up being a small black humanoid doll that looked like a dried corpse.

But the little doll didn't struggle anymore.

The iron egg was already small, and the little doll was even smaller in its hand, a little bigger than the small bowl.

After the iron egg got it out of the prototype, he casually dropped it on the table.

Then he clapped his hands and got up from the table, staggered into the umbrella under the table and disappeared.

This little guy really has a bit of a demeanor of doing good deeds without leaving a name.

I quickly took out a yellow talisman from my bag and pasted it directly on the little doll.

Senior sister leaned over and looked at her mouth and said:

"Hehe, it's just a ghoul!"