Damn, the sticky blood was indeed thicker than water, and it rushed into my mouth and nose all of a sudden. The bloody smell almost choked me to death. Qu Mo and I poked our heads out of the river at almost the same time, and both of us had blood gushing out of our mouths. The scene was really weird and creepy!
We quickly wiped the blood off our faces and tried to hold our breath to avoid the pungent smell of blood. We turned around and saw the crazy woman swimming forward. Without saying a word, we chased her. But as soon as we started, we felt something tight under our feet, as if someone had grabbed our ankles. No matter how hard we tried, we couldn't get rid of it and couldn't swim forward.
Qu Mo and I looked at each other in bewilderment, and we both said almost in unison: "It's a ghost!"
Because the claw on the foot transmitted a cold breath through the skin, the fox spirit in Qu Mo's body was the first to discover what this thing was, more accurately than I did.
Then I felt my body being pulled back, and I fell forward, about to sink into the bloody water again. It looked like they were going to pull us back to the Soul-Reflecting Well!
I gritted my teeth and pulled out the peach wood sword, thinking of cutting off your dog's claws. But a strange thing happened. The peach wood sword melted as soon as it entered the blood. The half of the sword that was inserted into the blood disappeared without a trace, leaving only half of the broken sword. While I was stunned, Qu Mo and I were also dragged into the water. I felt my hands empty, and the remaining half of the peach wood sword also disappeared!
This made me feel terrified. It seemed that I couldn't use any magical tools in the blood river. This was simply hell!
Suddenly I remembered, why didn't the crazy woman get caught by the ghost? This woman is really hard to understand. It seems that she has some mysterious power. She dares to go through the ghost town. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
Just as I was thinking, I felt Qu Mo's hand grabbing my left arm, and her body was shaking constantly, and it seemed that she was about to transform. I was startled and hurriedly patted her hand, signaling her not to move rashly, because ghosts like ghosts and foxes would suffer the same fate of being beheaded as soon as they appeared in the blood river!
But her body was still shaking, it seemed that she couldn't suppress the fox spirit. What should we do? We are all being dragged back. If Qu Mo transforms, his head will be cut off immediately. I will also be dragged into the Soul-Reflecting Well. I don't know if I can survive. Fuck his second uncle, is it possible that I, the heir of the ghost story, will really capsize in this little ditch today
But this gutter is not small, it is too big!
When I was in despair, I suddenly remembered that I couldn't use magic tools. Couldn't I use my own Taoism to resist? You know, my buddy has reached a very high level of spiritual cultivation and emptiness. Taoism alone is not enough, it must be coordinated with magic. Yes, I will let you taste the power of the blood curse!
Thinking of this, he seemed to see a ray of light in front of him. He made a hand gesture with his right hand, silently chanted a spell in his heart, and then drew a spell in the blood. This kind of magic is to write a spell out of thin air with blood at the critical moment of life and death, and use the power of the blood spell to temporarily block the attack of the evil spirits and find a chance to escape.
Although I don’t have the peach wood sword now, there is blood everywhere around me, so it should be a method worth trying.
After drawing the blood curse, he immediately felt the blood around him swaying, and the claws on his feet loosened. This method worked. Fearing that the ghost would come to harass him again, he drew two more blood curses in a row, then pulled Qu Mo out of the water, wiped the blood off her face, and saw that her face had turned blue, showing signs of transformation.