I was sweating profusely. The copper coin formation that I depended on for survival was useless. What the hell could possibly control this nightmare ghost
There is also the peach wood sword. I turned around and saw that the entire stone tomb was covered in fog. The thick smoke did not allow any gaps to pass through, and the peach wood sword could no longer be seen!
I grabbed a handful of yellow talismans. I was well prepared this time and brought a lot of them. But just as I was about to pick out a few useful ones, they quickly changed color. Damn it, they all turned into paper money for the dead!
My bag also changed in an incredible way. The backpack strap instantly turned into a straw rope, and the backpack was deformed. It turned into a large sack that looked like dog shit. I didn't know what was in it. It was bulging and very heavy, and it hurt my shoulders. I quickly took off the straw rope and threw it on the ground. There was a "clang" sound. It turned out that it was full of stones.
It’s over. Bao has also been transferred away. I’m completely helpless!
But seeing Qu Mo trying to look back at me with a look of seeking help in his eyes, I was also very anxious. I took a step forward, wanting to try to save him with my bare hands, but with a "bang", my forehead seemed to hit the stone wall, and it was a solid hit. I bent over and hugged my head in pain, and I saw stars in front of my eyes. The nightmare ghost actually used ghost magic to build a wall between Qu Mo and me, and I couldn't get through!
After all the magic tools were confiscated, the spells alone would not be of much use. The magic tools and spells must complement each other to exert their power. If it was an ordinary ghost, two simple spells would be enough to get rid of it, but this was a nightmare ghost, and the spells were like bullshit in front of him!
"Uh... no..." Qu Mo squeezed out a word. I looked up at her. She had already turned her head. Her neck was pinched inward by an invisible hand. It was so thin that it looked like it was about to be cut off. This was not what she was most afraid of. Her clothes began to fall off one by one. The nightmare ghost was going to play hooligan on her!
"Qu Mo, hold on, I'm trying to find a way!" I tried my best to comfort her. I wasn't worried about her life because she had the evil spirit in her body to support her, so she wouldn't be in danger for a while. What I was afraid of was that her body was ruined by the nightmare ghost.
Qu Mo only made a muffled "uh uh" sound and couldn't utter another word.
Her clothes were about to be ripped off, revealing several sensitive parts. I didn't dare to look at her anymore. I lowered my head and sat on the ground, wondering what I should do. My mind searched for every Taoist technique like turning a book. Although I had the ability to use some of them, and they were also effective against nightmare ghosts, they all needed magical instruments to support them. At least the yellow talisman was indispensable!
I slapped my head hard, hating myself for being content with my life in the shop for the past three years and not working hard to practice advanced Taoism. At the critical moment, I couldn't even come up with a useful skill to restrain the evil spirit. It was a pity that Qu Mo called me Master Xi all the time. I was a complete bastard!
He slapped his head with both hands, and then he really thought of a way, which was that He Xi hanged himself and recorded the last words left by Ye Shu!
What does it mean to enter a dream and see the truth? I have been thinking about this sentence, but I can't figure out the real meaning. At this time, although I thought of this method, how can I enter a dream and see the truth? I was anxious and couldn't figure it out. All of a sudden, my joy disappeared. This method is as useless as shit.