The boy choked when he heard Ling Qing's voice, and then fell silent again.
Ling Qing let out a long sigh of relief when he finally stopped crying. "Since I don't cry anymore! Let me tell you... how did you get trapped in the circle!"
The boy stared at Ling Qing with wide eyes, dumbfounded, as if he didn't understand what Ling Qing was talking about.
"Um...Isn't he a fool!" Ling Qing couldn't help complaining when he saw his reaction sluggishly.
Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly jumped up from the ground and stretched out his hand to push Ling Qing. "You, who do you say is a fool? You are a fool!"
Ling Qing eased away from the side, stood up from the ground, and looked down at the still weak young man. "Wow! The dolls are so rude now, they just do it if they don't agree..."
Speaking, Ling Qing stretched out his hand and patted his Taoist robe, stretched out his hand to pinch his beard, and squinted at the young man who fell on the ground and collapsed.
"Smelly, smelly old man! What do you look at?" The young man had a bad temper and gave Ling Qing a stern look.
"Eh eh eh! You smelly..." Ling Qing, who was called the'Smelly Old Man', widened his eyes in anger. He pinched his beard in his left hand, and pointed his right finger at the young man on the ground.
It's really boring to think of my own age and arguing with a stinky brat. He immediately curbed his anger and lowered his tone of voice: "Pan Dao, even though you are a few years older, is an uncle if you are not good! Called the smelly old man... That's too..."
"Huh! The old man just likes to whistle and crook..." The young man seemed to sincerely want to oppose Ling Qing.
"You—" Xia Lingqing felt that he could no longer communicate with this little baby, and was so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring at him, but he couldn't do anything about that stinky boy.
He shook his hand furiously, and said angrily: "Forget it! It's boring to care about with you little bunny. Poor Dao is boring." Turning around, he walked over to me lying on the sofa.
"Huh!" The young man snorted towards Ling Qing's back, and sat down on the ground and took a nap with his eyes closed.
Ling Qing took out cinnabar, writing brush, yellow talisman, ink pipe line from his bag... In a seemingly small bag, like Doraemon's pocket, he can always take out something unexpected.
He dipped the cinnabar with a brush, and drew a big charm on the sofa with me. Then he took the charm and the ink fountain line around the room, setting up a contemplative formation.
The spell is hung on the ink fountain line in a specific position.
With everything ready, Ling Qing didn't know where to draw out a ceramic bowl. There was half a bowl of water in the bowl, and a half-long candle was inserted.
He placed the bowl with candles on top of my head, and then took out another compass from the bag.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out the compass, he saw that the pointer in the middle seemed to be drawn by something, trembling faintly.
"Huh?!" Ling Qing felt a little peculiar, and immediately held the compass, avoiding the ink fountain line placed on the ground, and walked in the direction of the pointer.
But when he walked to the boy's side, the pointer on the compass seemed to be an irritated version, and it began to keep turning.
"No... No way!" Ling Qing stared, looking down at the teenager who had a nap with his eyes closed.
The boy opened his eyes, saw Ling Qing standing in front of him again, and immediately frowned impatiently.
"Eh! Stupid boy! You are such a human being, how can you provoke such a ghost?" Ling Qing squatted in front of the young man holding the compass.
The young man glanced at the compass in his hand, frowned displeasedly, put his eyes away, and closed his eyes again, as if he didn't want to catch Li Lingqing at all.
"Is it possible... Is it because you have been trapped in that formation for too long? It was attacked by the cause..." Ling Qing didn't think that the young man would answer him, so he guessed. "No, right! If so... then why didn't that thing kill him? Or..."
After thinking about it, Ling Qing suddenly grabbed the young man's hand and made a sharp cut on his index finger with the mobile phone.
"Ah!" The young man felt a pain in his hand and immediately opened his eyes and stared at Ling Qing angrily.
Ling Qing clasped the young man's index finger tightly, and drew another charm from the bag, lowering the young man's blood on the talisman paper.
With a bang, the spell immediately ignited a cloud of ashes.
"You...you kid!" Seeing the talisman reaction, Ling Qing's entire face wrinkled. Looking at the boy with wide eyes, it was like seeing a strange animal for the first time in a zoo.
The young man glared at Ling Qing impatiently, and with a cold snort, he pulled his hand out of Ling Qing's hand. "Humph!"
"Sin! Sin!" Ling Qing muttered, shaking his hands to take the charm and put it in his bag.
When he just stood up and turned around, he suddenly felt an aura in the air.
He just wanted to find out where the abnormality came from when he heard a woman exclaiming in his ear.
"Ahhh..." It was the voice of a feminine girl with a sharp and lively voice. At the last moment, only a sound was heard, and the next moment the outside door was suddenly knocked open. A girl wearing a white long-sleeved chiffon gown with a water-blue dress underneath and two braided braids ran in.
Hmm... More precisely, she was dragged in by something.
"Eh eh eh... Don't you—" Ling Qing saw the girl who broke in, and just wanted to remind her not to mess up the formation he had laid. However, before he could finish his words, the ink fountain line on the ground knocked over.
The girl squeezed something tightly in her hand, her cheeks were flushed, her feet were dragged half off the ground by the thing, and she could barely touch the ground with her toes.
Ling Qing's eyes widened, panting with anger, and pointed at the girl. But when he saw what she was holding on her hand, his face changed immediately.
"Heaven and earth, six seals, the soldiers turn with the seals, and will order one by one. Seal!" Ling Qing took out a spell from his bag, and then threw the spell to the girl opposite.
When the girl saw the spell hitting herself, she immediately avoided it. With the power of the evil object in his hand, he turned around and kicked, kicking the spell back to Ling Qing again.
Ling Qing immediately avoided it, and the spell fell on the ground with flames. Ling Qing looked at his own talisman, wasted so much, and immediately pointed at the girl who suddenly ran in with a painful face. "Hey! You little girl..."
"Uncle! I caught this thing first. Don't want to grab it with a knife." The girl pouted, and Chao Lingqing wrinkled her nose.
"Um..." Ling Qing was poked by a single word, and immediately stopped in embarrassment.
The girl gave him a white look, and was suddenly dragged up the roof by the dark thing. The girl looks delicate and slender, but her temper is very persistent.
Dragging the black thick thing, volleyed a beautiful turn. She slammed the wall hard and dragged the'thing' back to the ground abruptly.