Master Wuchen continued to walk up, and the place where the stairs passed was covered with talisman paper, while Su Han held the amulet firmly in his hand and walked more carefully.
Seeing that he was about to reach the second floor, the yin qi that had just been suppressed was several times stronger in an instant, and the surrounding ghosts were crying constantly.
Su Han listened carefully and could hear a few words clearly.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, give me your life, I want your life..."
"woohoo, why don't you save me, why don't you save me, if I die, you have to die too..."
"I'm going to kill you, why didn't the police arrest you, why! It was you who killed me..."
Countless grimace suddenly appeared above the two of them, exuding a rotten stench, staring at them viciously.
Su Han was horrified to see Zhao Qilin and Bai Xiye in the biggest grimace inside!
Countless grimace are gathered together, just at the position of the ceiling, it seems to form a huge formation.
Master Wuchen said calmly: "Don't be afraid, my talisman paper has formed an array of gossip and ghosts, and these evil ghosts and unjustly killed ghosts can't break the old man's formation."
However, just as the words of Master Wuchen just fell, the evil ghosts in this ghost gathering seemed to be stimulated by something, and they all swooped down without fear of death, and all opened their mouths and bit them away.
Master Wuchen's expression changed, and he recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.
The next moment, the talisman paper that was attached to the surroundings spontaneously ignited without wind, rose automatically, and flew towards the swooping evil ghost.
The talisman smashed on the face of the evil spirit, and the fire suddenly burst into the sky. The fire was redder and stronger than the usual fire. The raging fire surrounded the entire ceiling above his head, trapping the evil spirit inside and burning it.
The evil ghost made a sharp, ear-piercing scream, each more shrill than the last.
Su Han saw with his own eyes that these evil spirits turned to ashes in the fire.
When all the evil spirits were gone, the burning talisman paper also turned into black ash and fell.
Su Han breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, are these evil ghosts gone?"
Master Wuchen nodded, and a strand of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Su Han screamed in fright, "Master!"
Master Wuchen waved at her, "It's okay, I just didn't expect this gathering of ghosts to be so powerful, so it took me a lot of effort."
Su Han felt a little guilty, pondered for a while, and said with some difficulty: "Master, if we can't... let's just give up."
However, Master Wuchen shook his head, "It's fine if he didn't come. Now that Lao Na is here, he must rescue people from the ghost."
The two finally went up to the second floor and came to the last door.
Master Wuchen bit his finger, drew a Buddha character on the door, and slapped the door open with a palm.
Su Han rushed in behind Master Wuchen.
The room was not as dark as she had imagined. The moonlight tonight was very good, and the silver brilliance came in from the window, covering everything in the room with a hazy veil.
There was a man sitting beside the bed, with his back to the two of them, looking down at the woman on the bed.
And on the big bed, a woman was lying in the middle, all kinds of strange blood characters were painted around her, and a row of candles lit with a faint green light formed a circle around her, and the faint light shone on the woman's body. On the face, the beautiful face became more and more pale.
The woman looked serene and…dead.
Su Han's eyes suddenly sank.
It's white foam!
Master Wuchen grabbed Su Han who wanted to step forward, and looked solemnly at the man in front of him, or... a male ghost.
At this moment, the man slowly turned his head.
He was wearing a snow-colored white shirt. Although his face was a little pale, he was still exquisite and handsome. The corner of his mouth was smiling, and his eyes were dead and calm, cold and deep.
"Fu Yu! What did you do to Momo?" Su Han said angrily.
Fu Yu tickled the corner of his mouth and smiled happily, "Momo is fine now, she will be with me forever soon."
"How are we together? Do you want to turn her into a ghost like you!" Su Han's hands clenched tightly into fists.
Fu Yu tilted his head slightly, and said unhappily: "Special ghost? No, how can I give up, I just want to turn Momo into a puppet that has flesh and blood that will not rot or die. Not an ordinary dead puppet, she It will be a flesh-and-blood puppet with its own consciousness. But—
I need to kill her first, and then seal her soul in this corpse, so that she can be with me forever, which is great. "
Su Han was startled, "Forever? It's ridiculous! Have you ever wondered whether Bai Mo, who has become a puppet, is still the same as before? Even if she has her own consciousness, will she laugh? Can she dance? Can't feel the heartbeat, can't touch the temperature, she won't be happy, she'll just hate you!"
Su Han had already smelled the pungent smell of blood, and she saw Bai Mo's two wrists were bleeding!
This devil is going to kill Baimo!
Fu Yu's eyes became a bit fierce, but the corners of his mouth opened an arc again.
He greedily looked at the woman in the blood formation and said gently: "What does it matter, as long as she can stay by my side forever, even if she hates me, I don't care." There was a hint of sweetness in his words.
After he finished speaking, he said happily: "I felt very unwilling to die like that before, but now I am very happy. Now I can stay by Momo's side every day, watch her laugh, and appreciate her privacy unscrupulously. Do you know how cute she is, I didn't even know that before."
"It's an amazing feeling, I've never been so satisfied. But—"
His voice changed abruptly, and it was bone-chilling, "Why are there so many annoying people in this world? Don't say things that shouldn't be said, and don't think about things that shouldn't be delusional, otherwise, I'll be very angry."
Su Han felt a chill in his heart, "So, just because of this ridiculous reason, you killed two innocent people and turned a psychiatrist into a lunatic?"
And now, even his most beloved woman, he wants to kill!
"Su Han, you brought this old bald donkey here today and interrupted Momo's ceremony. I'm also very unhappy." Fu Yu's tone was gentle, but his eyes became more and more cold.
While Su Han was dealing with Fu Yu, Master Wuchen had almost recovered. He blocked Su Han behind him, looked at the ghost in front of him, and put his hands together, "Amitabha, the benefactor of ghosts, I still advise you to let go of your attachments. Read, go back to heaven and earth."
Fu Yu sneered, he leaned over and placed a kiss on Bai Mo's forehead, then got up and walked towards Master Wuchen.
"Old bald donkey, aren't you ready to accept me? If that's the case, don't say these fake words."