They all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw me come out. Qu Mo woke up, but she looked pale and weak. If there wasn't a ghost fox in her body, she would have gone to the underworld by now. Zhang Yunfeng was lying on the ground, seemingly unconscious. I couldn't help but wonder and asked them what was going on.
Shen Bing said coyly, "He is a person who always likes to fantasize and is a serious hero. Just now, because he played the role of Spider-Man, he wanted to be Superman and go into the house to kill those evil spirits. So, I knocked him out."
Oh my god, no wonder Shen Bing spoke to him like that just now, it turns out this guy has a fantasy problem.
Walking out of the room, I saw a small white flag hanging faintly on the door. It seems that the situation is relatively stable now. Those bastards were scared away and dared not come again. The room was empty. There was no sign of the Bagua mirror at the door. It seemed that they did not run out, but may have retreated underground. I suddenly had an idea. Did they go to the dragon's tail? There was no movement for such a long time. What if someone saw through the mystery and dug up the dragon's tail? That would be troublesome.
I hurriedly walked to the incense burner, picked up the pipe to offer the talisman, and as soon as the talisman fire went out, I immediately took a puff.
No movement!
Shit, did some bastard break it? I took the pipe apart and saw that the foil was still there, so how could it not work? I looked at Old Yan and Lu Fei, who were also looking at me, and the three of them frowned at the same time.
Shen Bing stretched his head and asked, "Do you know witchcraft? Didn't your senior say that you can only suck ghosts in with witchcraft spells?"
I looked at her with a sad face. When will you grow up? Isn't my senior brother a fake? You know he is telling the truth? But my method doesn't work. Do you want me to go in again and smoke the pipes one by one? It's better to leave it like this, and leave the Ghost Dragon Building.
Sometimes being brainless has its advantages, as you can always think of things that others can't. Shen Bing said again: "Isn't the secret of the pipe in the pipe? Can't you look for it in the pipe?"
What she said was not without reason. The secret of the pipe might be hidden inside the pipe. In the wheat field, I took a quick look at the back of the foil, but it was too dark to see what was on it. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but peel off the foil again. This time, under the light of the flashlight, I could see it clearly.
The foil was only the size of a palm, with two rows of patterns, six in each row. Eleven of the patterns were black, with only the dead bat printed on it being bright. The other dim patterns were probably where the other bosses would return to their positions. The twelve patterns were covered with mottled black spots, densely packed, probably the ghosts that were sucked in.
Apart from that, I couldn't see anything else. I handed the flashlight to Shen Bing and turned the foil over again. Actually, there was nothing on this side. Looking at it again would only relieve my doubts. But when I turned it over, the flashlight shone through from the back, and two rows of words appeared on this side.
Shen Bing was about to shine the flashlight over, but I quickly asked her to stop. Facing the light, I could clearly see a total of twelve characters. Each character is actually a graphic position. What you see on the opposite side is a graphic, and on the other side is a character. But without light, you can't see it.
I was so happy that I quickly rolled the foil around the pipe and put the pipe back together. I didn't need the yellow talisman anymore, I just put the pipe mouthpiece in my mouth and chanted: "God King Wudu Xizha, the evil spirits return to their fractals!" These twelve words were what I saw on the foil just now, and they were almost certainly witchcraft spells!
After I finished reciting it, there was still no movement. Could it be that I needed to use witchcraft spells? Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a tremor in the ground, as if there was an earthquake, and everyone's face changed color.
"Oh no, there's an earthquake!" Shen Bing shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom" coming from the house, and thick smoke came out from the hole, as if there was an explosion below. Then, the floor of the house began to collapse, and the whole house sank.
"Boom" there was another loud noise and the house collapsed!
Wisps of black air rushed out from the broken ruins, and I couldn't help but jump in shock. Damn it, judging from the situation, the spell was recited incorrectly, causing the Ghost Dragon Building to collapse, and the big guys were all released. Which bastard wrote this spell on foil? It's really a rip-off!
I turned around and shouted at them, "Run, I'll stop them!"