Actually, I didn't want to invite Dead Mouse to come out, I just wanted to get her out. Now that I've bought the roast chicken and I'm exhausted, I'll listen to Dead Mouse's half-baked doggerel. Maybe it can help me come up with a good idea.
I smiled and whispered to Shen Bing, "You've heard that ghosts are afraid of evil people, right?"
Shen Bing didn't understand what this meant and nodded blankly.
"You are usually so mean to Xiao Tian, even after she became a ghost, she is still afraid of you out of habit, so..."
Before I could finish my words, she immediately threw up her pigtails, glared at me and shouted, "You country bumpkin, you're calling me a bad person in a roundabout way!"
I quickly changed the subject and said, "You and Dr. Fang go guard outside the door while I ask the great god to come out. By the way, always pay attention to the sounds coming from the wall."
Shen Bing was originally furious, but after hearing my serious words, she stopped messing around and lied to Fang Yuan, saying that I was going to perform a ritual alone in there, and then we went out together to keep watch.
After I brought out the dead rat, it smelled the delicious fried chicken and was even more greedy than when it smelled the smoked chicken. Its saliva was almost flowing like a river. I briefly told it about the old ghost woman and asked it to give some advice.
The dead rat frowned and said, "This is not easy to deal with. When the evil spirit shows its power, I have to retreat. I can't help you with this matter. See you later." After saying that, he wiped his saliva and was about to leave.
"Don't go. I didn't ask you to help me. I just wanted you to give me some advice." I hurriedly stopped it.
After all, the dead rat was reluctant to leave the fried chicken. He swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm not leaving yet. I have no idea. If you have pity on me, an old man, for never having eaten this kind of chicken, just consider it a gift to me." As he said that, he stretched out his claws from the mirror.
I held down the fried chicken and said unhappily, "You are a god, how can you not have any ideas?"
"Bullshit, nonsense, and muddled talk. Gods are not omnipotent, and it's shameful to have no ideas. Besides, I'm not a human being, hehe." It was really shameless. It scolded me and had no ideas, and then went to snatch the chicken with a licking face.
"Well, when the old witch digs a hole, I'll use this mirror to plug it..."
The dead rat took the fried chicken and took a bite. When he heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head and he said hurriedly, "No, no, no, don't you really want to make me look bad?"
I spread my hands and said to him, "I don't have any good solution when the time comes. I can only use your magical power to resist it!"
The dead rat got so angry that his eyes rolled back and he smacked his lips and said, "I've seen despicable people, but I've never seen someone as despicable as you."
I tried to hold back my laughter and said, "Thank you for the compliment. I learned this from you. If you take the chicken and don't do anything with it, isn't that even more despicable than me?"
"I'm convinced, I'm convinced. I'll teach you a way this time. Don't come to me again." The dead rat had a completely convinced expression on his face, and then he recited: "The Three Elements Formation in the Extreme Yang Land..."
I stopped immediately after hearing this: "Stop, I already know this method, try something else. Also, stop telling me about poetry, it gives me goose bumps."
The dead rat glared at me with bared teeth: "There are so many problems. Apart from the Three Talents Formation, the only way is to send her a few people to eat. The evil spirit's hobby is to kill people, the more the better, so that she will be happy. After killing people, she will not be willing to waste those souls, so she will definitely absorb them into her stomach. Then, do you still need me to teach you?"