This time the other party was caught off guard and was hit. The bastard let out a sharp scream and purple-black blood flowed from the fetus's eyes!
Old Yan also pulled out the copper coin sword and stabbed the fetus' right eye, but no blood came out of the eye, and the bastard Master Feng also stopped making any sound, probably retreating back into the underworld. Sure enough, the fetus' neck softened, and two swords pierced its little head, which drooped there, motionless.
Damn it, I only blinded his left eye. It's hard to make up for the hatred in my heart. This bastard got away with it!
"He's gone back, let's go find those two little ghosts!" Old Yan urged me and drew out the copper coin sword.
I nodded, unsheathed the peach wood sword, and followed him out of the house. At this moment, I watched the dark air in the yard dissipate, and the night returned to its peaceful state. If there were not two corpses in the yard, it would not have seemed like there had been ghosts there before. The little ghost ran away and was not in the house now. Old Yan and I ran out of the door without saying anything more. I released a small white flag and went to look for the whereabouts of the human fetus ghost.
Just as I let the flag fly, I suddenly heard Shen Bing's scream from the west. Damn, maybe they met a ghost. Old Yan and I ran over and saw Lu Fei holding a Sheba in one hand and an empty Erguotou bottle in the other, chanting a spell. Shen Bing hid behind him, shaking with fear.
The wine bottles were prepared for catching ghosts when we came here. Each person held one. The outside of the bottles had a spell written on them in cinnabar. To catch ghosts, you must use glass bottles. Not only do we use this method, but also the Southeast Asian black magic uses this thing to raise ghosts. The only difference is the way of raising them. It is said that the magicians here feed the ghosts with blood, while in Southeast Asia, they use milk and fruit. I think the latter method is not credible. Can you raise a fierce little evil ghost with milk and fruit? I don't believe it even if you kill me.
Lu Fei might be collecting ghosts, but Lao Yan and I couldn't see any shadow of the ghosts, not even a trace of black energy. However, at this moment, Lu Fei also stopped the spell, turned around and looked around, and said with a look of relief: "The ghost ran away!"
I looked at the bottle in his hand, frowned and said, "Why didn't he catch them? That's impossible." I was very confident in the ghost-catching bottle I made. It was made according to the records in the ancient books of Maoshan. I wrote the ghost-suppressing spell and added a kind of glittering phosphorus powder to specifically attract the playful intentions of the little ghosts. There was no reason why I couldn't catch the ghosts in the bottle.
"How scary! The ghost's face is so scary!" Shen Bing held my hand. Her hand was very cold, and it seemed that she was very scared. She was used to seeing evil ghosts with me, but she was scared like this, which showed that the ghost's appearance was too scary.
I held her in my arms, patted her back and comforted her: "Don't be afraid..."
"Get lost, you're taking advantage of me again!"
To be honest, even though we are getting engaged today, before that, we only had the highest level of intimate contact, which was holding hands. Wow, we are already an engaged couple, but she still accused me of taking advantage of her. I really admire this girl.
Lu Fei burst into laughter, which made me feel irritated. Fortunately, it was night and they couldn't see my expression. Just when I was feeling awkward, my cell phone rang. It was Wang Zijun's number, so I quickly picked it up.
"Hey, Xifeng, something bad has happened to Qu Mo!"
"Don't panic, what happened?"
"Qu Mo seems to be possessed again, and has grown many tails..."