The little drought demon suddenly showed up. He was about 80 centimeters tall and looked like a child of three or four years old. He was wearing very small, baby-like open-crotch pants that almost tore his dark skin. His face was darker than his skin, and his two small eyes were also on top of his head, emitting a blood-red gaze.
The name "Hanba" alone is scary enough, and now that I see its true face, it feels even more creepy!
Its little eyeballs rolled around, and it saw us from the side. It was delighted at first, but then its eyes suddenly became dull, and it rushed towards us with gnashing teeth. My first thought was that it was not angry that we delayed the date, but that it was also controlled by the black wood plate.
Because the four white zombies also stopped and rushed towards us. Otherwise, how could the opponents who were strangling us stop attacking others
I shouted and everyone turned and ran, except the crazy woman. But no matter how fast we run, can we be faster than the little drought demon? Just like no matter how fast a train runs, can it be faster than an airplane
The little drought demon was the first to grab my hair. Damn, his little claws were so strong that he pulled me to the ground. When Lu Fei and the others saw this, they all stopped and turned to help. But the little drought demon had already put his little claws on my chest, and it looked like he wanted to take out my heart, liver, and lungs.
At such a critical moment, my buddy was very calm, thinking that he couldn't escape death anyway, so he waved at them and told them to run away! Then he closed his eyes and felt the hot breath from the palm of the little claw, which burned his whole body until it was almost cracked.
"Ah" the crazy woman screamed a few times, and the little claws left again, which made me very curious. I opened my eyes and saw that the crazy woman was holding the little drought demon with both hands, and tears were streaming down her face. It seemed that it was because she held the little drought demon that the little guy gave up the idea of killing me.
Why is this? Shen Bing and Lu Fei arrived first and helped me up. We all looked at them in confusion. Could it be that the little drought demon was born by this crazy woman
"ah… "
"Aa ...
The man and the demon were communicating with each other as if in secret. When the crazy woman talked to it, her face was full of kindness and love. We all understood at once that the little drought demon must be her child! So she brought us all the way to the Feng Shui Bureau to help her child resist the white zombies, right? The big guys that the little drought demon mentioned should also be these four white-haired dumplings.
Alas, how pitiful are the parents in the world. Even though the child has become a ghost, the mother will still sacrifice herself to save it!
The crazy woman pointed at me, as if trying to persuade the little drought demon not to kill me. The little drought demon nodded, but couldn't help but glare at me and stretched out his claws. But his other claw held this claw and tried to retract it with difficulty. It was definitely controlled by the black wooden plate, and it couldn't help itself.
At this time, four white-haired Zongzi also chased after us. Lu Fei and I exchanged glances and both took out red ropes from our bags at the same time. This kid still had glutinous rice on him, but he hadn't used it yet. We first pulled up the trip rope, letting Qu Mo and Wang Zijun hold both ends. Lu Fei and I freed our hands and stepped back a few steps to wait.
Four white-haired zongzi jumped over, and this time they were lucky enough to jump over the red rope without being tripped. Lu Fei immediately raised the peach wood sword, made a sword gesture with his left hand, stepped on the Gang step and shouted loudly: "All the soldiers who are fighting are lined up in front!"
As the peach wood sword was swung, nine transparent characters seemed to appear, faintly glowing, and rapidly rotating around the four white-haired dumplings. Their eyeballs suddenly dimmed and turned black, and their bodies froze in place, motionless like four sculptures.
The Nine-Character Mantra is a Taoist spell with great power, but it requires a very high level of cultivation. Our great-grandfather didn't practice it because it was too depleting. Every time it was used, it would take three days to recover. And if you don't have enough cultivation, it will cause some harm to yourself when you use it. It's not so good when you are young, but you will know it in your old age. There are many heavenly masters who died young because of this.
Lu Fei forced himself to use the Nine-Character Mantra three times in two days. He was risking his life. This time he was at the end of his strength. I'm afraid that sealing the zombies will only have a temporary effect.
But this time was enough, so I called Wang Zijun, and the two of us pulled up the red string, tied up the four white-haired zongzi, and then called to Wang Zijun: "Glutinous rice!"
This kid also had it in his bag, and he immediately understood what I meant, and took out a few handfuls of glutinous rice and stuffed them into the mouths of the white-haired zongzi one by one. Just as I stuffed the last one, they also came back to life. However, their mouths were like chimneys, with black smoke coming out. They screamed a few times, fell to the ground one by one, and turned into rotten corpses!
As expected, Lu Fei sat down on the ground with a thud, wiping the sweat from his head. His eye sockets were obviously sunken, and he looked tired, as if he had aged ten years.
The little drought demon was still gritting its teeth and struggling against the control power of the black wooden plate, and the crazy woman was wiping the sweat off its head. When it saw the four white-haired zongzi hanging, a look of joy flashed across its face, and we understood that the big guy it asked me to deal with was the white-haired zongzi.
With its mother caring for it and us helping it fulfill its wish, the little guy redoubled his efforts, and finally raised his head and screamed, finally pulling his paw back, apparently breaking free from the control of the black wooden plate. It knelt on the ground, kowtowed to me several times, pointed at the tunnel ahead, and babbled a few words.
We understand the general meaning. The exit is in front and it will lead us out.
The crazy woman also said gratefully: "Thank...you!"
I really don't understand how she knew her child was here. Normally, after a child is born, it will become a demon child after a full month and leave its parents and disappear. Not only does she know the child is here, but she also knows what problems the child has encountered. This is really strange. I can't ask the mother and son clearly, and each one is more inarticulate than the other. Forget it.
I asked Wang Zijun to carry him on his back. Now this kid probably has trouble walking. Although Wang Zijun was very unhappy, he still considered the overall situation at this critical moment and stopped making trouble. He carried Lu Fei on his back and followed Xiao Hanba to find a way forward.
As we walked forward, the crazy woman happily told me about this incident. It was not that she could not speak, but because she had not spoken for a long time, her ability to speak had deteriorated and she became almost dumb. But after speaking for a while, she gradually spoke fluently and could explain things clearly.