I thought to myself, what the hell, you are incompetent, you encountered a vicious ghost and got into this situation, and you blame it on me, if I don't do anything, you will die. I was not polite this time, I pushed Mr. Luo away, he was too small to withstand my push, and staggered away.
"This kid wants to hit someone..."
I straightened the incense burner, lit another bunch of incense, took a chopstick from the bowl and placed it on the table, and the other chopstick fell sideways in the bowl. I chanted loudly: "I am issuing an order, the gods have requested it, break the evil, drive away the ghosts, hurry up and obey the order!"
The chopstick in the bowl stood up suddenly as if it had taken Viagra. This is not an orthodox spell to summon the chopstick god, but it is a simple and quick method that saves a lot of trouble.
When the Chopstick God appeared, Fu Xueman became even crazier!
Mr. Luo was still cursing, but when he saw a chopstick standing upright in the bowl, he immediately shut up and opened his eyes wide.
When Pingshen saw me pushing Mr. Luo and making trouble in front of the altar, she was furious and yelled, "You little bastard, it's not enough that you've hurt my daughter, you've hurt our whole family too. I'm going to fight you!"
She didn't fight me, Fu Xueman pushed her out, she fell to the ground and couldn't get up, she was groaning in pain and didn't care to curse. Fu Xueman kicked Fu Xiwen over again and ran towards the altar, which was Mr. Luo's bad luck, he was blocking the way, Fu Xueman grabbed the collar and lifted him up in the air, spinning him like a windmill, he was so scared that he screamed and threw a lot of water droplets, damn, I was scared to piss!
I slammed the table hard and added two more spells. The chopsticks in the bowl suddenly jumped up, almost as fast as a missile, and hit Fu Xueman right in the middle of her forehead, just above her brow, in the blink of an eye.
Fu Xueman screamed again, threw Mr. Luo out, and it broke through the window and landed in the yard. The chopsticks were withdrawn in an instant, and stood upright in the bowl with a crisp sound. Fu Xueman covered her face and screamed wildly, her voice was extremely painful. I saw the opportunity, pulled out a stick of incense from the incense burner, flew over to hug her, and the two of us fell to the ground together.
She was very strong, and kept dancing and kicking. For a moment, I could hardly hold her down, and sweat was pouring down my forehead.
"The foul air must dissipate, and it must not stay. Go!" He grabbed her hands and tapped each of them with the incense stick. This must be done carefully, and the touch must be immediate, otherwise it will burn the palms.
Fu Xueman's body rose up several times, and then she froze like a corpse. I felt her pulse and looked at her forehead. Hmm, the ghost had gone! I brushed off the dirt on my body and stood up.
But they didn't see the trick. Aunt Ping got up from the ground and ran over to me, punching and kicking me, crying and cursing, saying that I killed her daughter. Fu Xiwen looked at his wife and then at me stupidly, not knowing who to help.
Mr. Luo limped back into the house, his head and face covered in dirt, and his eyes black and blue, not to mention how embarrassed he was. He could see that Fu Xueman had calmed down, but he had nowhere to vent his anger after the embarrassment he had just made, so why not find someone to take the blame for it? He pointed at me and said, "This kid ruined my ritual, and the chopstick god was furious and took your daughter's soul away."
I almost fainted from anger. You made up a decent lie, and you dared to say such a bullshit excuse. How could the Chopstick God seduce people's souls? I was also angry at Aunt Ping's scolding, staring at Mr. Luo and sneered: "How about we make a bet to see if Xue Man's soul was seduce."