With a sound of "wow", the fire candle dagger burst out with a bloodthirsty red light, instantly enveloping the Long Tongue Ghost.
The Long Tongue Ghost seemed to be tightly wrapped in the fire ball, opened his mouth, and kept roaring. After a while, the voice became lower and lower, and finally the Long Tongue Ghost couldn't make a sound anymore, and it disappeared instantly.
Seeing the place where the Long Tongue Ghost disappeared, Lin Jiusheng breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a moment of tightness in his chest, and tightly covered his chest.
"My son, your 127 face." Wanyue pointed to my face and said worriedly.
"Hurry up," Lin Jiusheng said in a low voice, pulling Wanyue and running towards the outside.
Running the fire candle dagger this time consumed too much energy and energy, and the whole person looked languid, afraid that the ghost soldiers would kill the carbine, so Lin Jiusheng hurried away with Wan Yue.
If another ghost soldier came over, he couldn't stand it anymore.
After this great battle, the Yin Qi on Wan Yue's body became much weaker, and she couldn't resist too much Yin pressure at all.
After half an hour, Lin Jiusheng and Wan Yue ran out of the painting.
During this half-hour journey, Lin Jiusheng didn't dare to turn his head, rushing forward in a head.
He rushed out of the painting world, his body was still lying on the ground, and Gao Qingyuan Sun Zhou and Yuan Qi were also lying on the ground.
The three of them hadn't woken up yet, the family Dinggui next to him walked around anxiously, and he was relieved to see Lin Jiusheng coming over.
Lin Jiusheng didn't speak, his soul entered his body, and his eyes opened quickly.
When he opened it, his chest became more and more boring, which was too uncomfortable. Using a fire candle dagger once brought such a serious sequelae.
It seems to be as Wanyue said, this fire candle dagger can't be used indiscriminately.
"Wake up." Lin Jiusheng squatted down, pinched a few of them, and yelled.
Sun Zhou and Gao Qingyuan opened their eyes, the two of them were nothing, but Yuan Qi.
Yuan Qi was swallowed by the Long Tongue Ghost too much, and the signs of life became very weak.
"Master Lin, Yuan Qi will have no trouble," Sun Zhou asked nervously.
"No, it should be fine after one or two years of cultivation." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
Wanyue’s soul was severely damaged by the Long Tongue Ghost, so it can’t come out for the time being, it can only
Hidden in the colorful umbrella to nurture the soul.
"Big Brother Lin, are you okay." Seeing this, Gao Qingyuan hurried forward and stretched out her hand to hold Lin Jiusheng.
Lin Jiusheng shook his head, the fire candle dagger swallowed too much in his eyes.
Just turning her head, Gao Qingyuan was shocked when she saw his face.
"Big Brother Lin, your face!" Gao Qingyuan said astonished as she covered her mouth.
"Is there a mirror?" Lin Jiusheng asked.
"Yes." Gao Qingyuan nodded, took out a mirror from her pocket, and handed it to Lin Jiusheng.
It is normal for girls to carry mirrors.
After Lin Jiusheng took the mirror, he opened it and saw his face, even he couldn't help exclaiming.
His face was extremely pale, as if it were the face of a dead person in a funeral home, the whole face was not bloody at all, the more he looked down, he gave a wry smile in his heart.
Thinking of the blood qi erupting from the fire candle dagger when he was running the fire candle dagger, he couldn't help but muttered in his heart, "I don't know if the blood qi was drawn from me."
"Get out now." Lin Jiusheng said to Gao Qingyuan.
A few of them didn't dare to stay here any longer. After hearing these words, they couldn't wait to walk out of the haunted house one by one.
It was already more than six o'clock, and although it was still a bit dark, it was okay to see the road.
As soon as Lin Jiusheng left the door, Jia Dinggui opened his mouth and said, "Master, how can I solve this painting."
For the world in the painting, Jiading ghost has no souvenirs. Although the ghost in the painting is weak, it will become stronger with the passage of time.
As long as these ghosts become stronger, they will come again to catch ghosts in Yangjian, and then another ghost with a long tongue will appear.
"What do you think should be done?" Lin Jiusheng asked.
"If you don't do it or not, just burn it." Jia Dinggui said.
Just as Lin Jiusheng was about to speak, Wanyue shook her head and bit her head, "It doesn't have to be that way, just take this picture with it and seal it with magic talisman paper to prevent the ghosts from getting out."
After saying this, Wanyue opened her mouth, just about to say something, she shook her head and didn't say anything.
"What can you say, it's okay." Lin Jiusheng said softly.
"This painting should be able to suck some evil spirits in, and then encounter evil that cannot be dealt with.
Ghost, you can use this painting to block it, but you have to improve the painting. "Xin'er thought for a while and said.
Xin'er's words made Lin Jiusheng think of Journey to the West, the gourd of King Golden Horn.
"I'll call you, do you dare to agree?" Lin Jiusheng said while holding the painting and learning from the Golden Horn.
The more I think about it, let alone, it's a treasure.
"Just follow what Wanyue said." Lin Jiusheng nodded and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head back to look at Jia Dinggui and said, "Don't worry, when my body recovers a little bit, I will let you go to the underworld to reincarnate. If there is destiny, we may still be able to meet."
Hearing that he was able to reincarnate, this made Jia Ding's expression happy, and he quickly said, "Thank you, Master Lin."
Lin Jiusheng waved his hand, there was nothing to thank.
As soon as he walked out of the old house in Shenqiao, Lin Jiusheng saw Zhou Xin, and Liu Shanshan was beside Zhou Xin.
At this time, Liu Shanshan looked anxious, and after seeing Lin Jiusheng came out, she let out a long sigh of relief.
Since she walked out of the haunted house, Liu Shanshan couldn't wait to pick up the phone and quickly called Zhou Xin.
As soon as Zhou Xin heard that they were going to the old house in Shenqiao, they yelled at the phone, causing Liu Shanshan to cry for a long time.
I didn't have time to do the things on hand, so I drove over.
Zhou Xin thought that the live broadcast location Liu Shanshan went to was nothing more than a cemetery or something, but she didn't expect to go to the old house in Shenqiao. She knew that place too.
I thought that after Lin Jiusheng had gone, he wouldn't be able to come back, and never thought of being alive.
Seeing Lin Jiusheng's face pale, Zhou Xin knew something instantly and walked forward.
Sun Zhou had already left, and he took Yuan Qi to the hospital.
Gao Qingyuan followed them and told Zhou Xin the whole story.
Liu Shanshan's face turned pale when she heard it next to her, and she didn't expect that there would be such a world in the painting.
Zhou Xin was silent, her palms were also sweating coldly, and if she were to change her in, she probably wouldn't get much benefit.
"Have you used the fire candle dagger again?" Zhou Xin came to Lin Jiusheng's side and helped him to speak.
Lin Jiusheng nodded and gave a soft hmm.
"The fire candle dagger is used once to reduce the life span. I forgot to tell you that you have lost at least two years of life span this time." Zhou Xin sighed.
(End of this chapter)