As I was watching, I suddenly felt groggy, as if I had taken a nap, and when I opened my eyes I found myself awake.
I was still standing beside the altar, holding four red strings in my hands, each tied to Shen Bing's hands and feet. She was also awake at this moment, looking at the screaming host ghost with fear in her eyes.
Yan Xiang stood behind the altar with a solemn expression. Although his Taoist hat was a little crooked, he still looked majestic. He waved the peach wood sword and muttered something. He kept picking up a yellow talisman with his left hand and threw it into the air. Then he picked up the peach wood sword and the yellow talisman was ignited. This was to increase the power of the magic circle and accelerate the demise of the ghost.
Every time a yellow talisman was burned, the ghost's screams became louder and its body trembled more violently.
But this damn thing is very fierce. It has been destroyed by the magic circle for so long, but it still survived. I watched and couldn't help but open my mouth wide. Under the attack of the magic circle, the heads of the ghosts disappeared one by one, but soon another one grew to fill the vacancy that just disappeared. It was like following in my body, and when I drove one out, another one would be born immediately, one after another.
Damn it, if this goes on, when will it end
I saw Shen Bing was so scared that she was dumbfounded, with cold sweat pouring down her head, so I walked to the sofa and sat next to her. I don't know whether she grasped my hand intentionally or unconsciously, her hand was cold and cold, and her palm was full of cold sweat.
Old Yan was sweating. Performing a ritual is not just about chanting a few spells to drive away evil spirits. This kind of ritual to exorcise ghosts is no less than fighting spirits, and it consumes a lot of energy. I saw that he was in a bad situation, so I said to him, "Master Yan, why don't you let me do it instead?"
He shook his head and said, "You must protect Shen Bing first. You can't let this thing go back."
I was shocked. Old Yan's words showed that the altar couldn't cure the ghost. It looked like the altar was about to collapse. I nodded hurriedly, took out a few leaves of moxa from my bag, and stuck them on Shen Bing's spiritual orifice. If Shen Bing's anger didn't leak out, the ghost wouldn't be able to find its target. In addition, I was beside her, holding eight copper coins in my palms and a bunch of incense in my left hand, so I could use the fire bell spell to block it when necessary.
At this moment, Shen Bing looked better than before, her body was no longer shaking, and her hands were much warmer. I was afraid that she was too frightened and would have mental sequelae, so I comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Master Yan and I will definitely be able to deal with this dead thing."
Shen Bing nodded and said, "As long as you are by my side, I am not afraid."
This sentence sounds so familiar, so familiar that it makes me feel warm and comfortable in my heart.
After she said this, she seemed to realize that she had let the cat out of the bag, and immediately changed her words: "That's impossible. I'm only afraid when you're around me. Every time I'm with you, I'll go to hell. You're my nemesis." She pouted her lips, and looked really cute.
I smiled. I knew this girl's fault, but she wouldn't admit it even if she let it slip, so I didn't bother with her.
At this moment, the doorbell rang, and I was shocked. Was it that the neighbors heard the ghost screaming and notified the property management, or was it that Gao Song, that bastard, brought people to seek revenge
You have to know that now is the critical moment of exterminating ghosts. The host ghosts themselves are not easy to eradicate. If interfered by outsiders, the old Yan who presides over the ritual will probably suffer internal injuries, and the host ghosts will pounce on the visitors.