Shen Bing saw that we looked unhappy, so she tried to stand up and asked me, "What's wrong? Are they here?"
Nonsense, how can they not come? I hurriedly pressed her to the ground to prevent her from seeing this horrible scene. When I lowered my head, I suddenly saw a black ghost spirit at Shen Bing's feet. This was really a timely help. I bent down and picked it up as if I had found a treasure, and almost laughed out loud.
Among ghost spirits, black is the best, and white is the lowest. The boss living on the top floor must be the oldest ghost, and his cultivation must be the highest. It is not uncommon for him to refine black ghost spirits. This thing can exorcise ghosts, and it is more powerful than the three pieces I got before combined. How can I not be happy
"I must have kicked you again." Seeing my strange smile, Shen Bing was so angry that she directly admitted that she kicked me in the head.
I didn't argue with her, and quickly put the ghost on the floor in the middle of the room, covered it with a talisman, and lit it with a lighter. I then pinched the magic formula with my hands, chanted two imperial command spells, and used the Taoist energy to force the smoke to disperse.
As soon as the dead ghosts smelled the ghost spirit, they were frightened and their faces turned pale, and they scattered backwards. The master also shouted from downstairs: "Run, it's the old ghost spirit again."
Even though the black ghost spirit didn't suck blood, this was its territory, and there were still some remnants of the old boss's soul. Although it had lost any consciousness and would not actively harm people, once the spirit seduced it, a cold wind suddenly blew in the tower, blowing everywhere!
I quickly put an evil-repelling talisman on Shen Bing, Wang Zijun and Lu Fei. The three of them were in weak physical condition and could be easily invaded by the evil spirit. They wouldn't feel anything now, but they would develop many unknown diseases in the future.
Now those ghosts were so scared that their souls flew away. They fled faster than the other. Some were squeezed to the ground and entangled by the evil spirit. They screamed a few times and turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared. In an instant, they all fled back to the blood pool. I knew that Master and General Hu would not give up, because they had no place to stay and dared not go back. They must be blocked in the blood pool, and we had no chance of escaping from here.
They don't dare to cause trouble again, but if we continue like this, the food we have with us won't last for a few days, and we will eventually starve to death here.
Wang Zijun fell into a deep sleep, and Shen Bing couldn't hold on any longer and closed her eyes. Only Qu Mo and I stared at each other with sad faces, not even in the mood to discuss countermeasures. What's the point of discussing? The only way out was blocked, and we couldn't get out with just a piece of black ghost spirit.
Qu Mo looked up at the top of the tower and suddenly said, "This picture is so beautiful. The artist's skills were so good. We are lucky to die here."
I thought to myself that this girl could remain so calm in the face of life and death. I really admire her. She suddenly lowered her head and smiled at me, then lowered her head. Alas, I sighed in my heart, pretending that I knew nothing, and looked up at the painting on the top. This top was not like other towers. The ceiling was made flat to protect the beams. On it, a magnificent picture of mountains, rivers and flowing clouds was painted with oil paint, and a flying dragon rushed out from a mountain peak, intending to break through the sky!
It is indeed a beautiful painting, very impressive. To be honest, I don’t think people today have the skill to do this. But as I watched, I had a question: why is there a mural here? And it is a flying dragon breaking through the mountain peak. Could it be…
I had a vague idea of something, so I squatted on the ground and asked Qu Mo to step on my shoulders. When she stood up, she could just reach the mural with both hands. I asked her to try to poke it hard, and she pushed up with both hands as I asked, and the mural was moved away, revealing a two-meter square hole, which was a movable board.
When I saw this situation, I was very excited, because the ancients were very scheming, especially the emperors, who were worried about being plotted against every day. What if someone came to the Feng Shui Bureau to worship their ancestors and placed a dragon-breaking stone for the enemy to trap them? There must be a way out that no one else knows about. This must be the exit!