I made myself the protagonist

"This ghost still needs one or two days and two nights of practice before it can be completely transcended." Chen You supported the cabinet and said intermittently: "I will go back and rest for one night, and I will start preparations tomorrow."

He looked at Zhao Sicheng and couldn't help but praise: "You are so awesome. I didn't expect you to be able to summon such a powerful ghost as the soul-bringing ghost."

"Hey, don't mention it. I also want to say that people are really different, oh no, ghosts are not what they look like. That guy looked so polite just now, but I didn't expect him to be so fierce."

Zhao Sicheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, recalling the scene where the soul-holding ghost devoured the resentful spirit, and said with lingering fear: "I think he has such a big appetite, I guess he can eat both ghosts. If I had known better, it would be better to let him have a full meal

Come on, this will save you, Uncle Friend, trouble."

As Zhao Sicheng was talking, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He instinctively turned around, only to find that Ah Jiu was frowning and looking at him sinisterly.

But it’s no wonder that Ah Jiu originally wanted to use twin female ghosts to extend his life; but now that Zhao Sicheng has attracted the soul-holding ghosts, his carefully planned plan has been greatly compromised. If he hadn’t had to act in front of Chen You and others, Ah Jiu would have

Jiu wished he could kill the troublesome fat man in front of him with his own hands.

"Then let's do this. Brother You, you can go back and recuperate, and leave the salvation matters to me." Ah Jiuqiang smiled and said to Chen You, Zhao Sicheng and others: "Thank you very much for your help today..."

"I haven't settled the score with you yet." Chen You snorted coldly, pointed at Qian Xiaohao beside him and said: "You are such a sinister person. If those sisters had appeared later, he would have been strangled to death by you!

"

"No, I have a sense of proportion. Besides, Xiaohao sacrificed his life for righteousness because he also wanted to eliminate harm for the people, get rid of this pair of female ghosts as soon as possible, and let Yang Feng and her son have a home. From tomorrow, you can let them move back in

Already." Ah Jiu said beautiful words while fighting for the opportunity to save the female ghost.

Qian Xiaohao covered his neck and coughed twice uncomfortably. Although his expression was very unhappy, he had no intention of arguing with Ah Jiu.

Naturally, Su Li would not let Ah Jiu's trick succeed. She pointed at the wardrobe and suggested: "The two Taoist priests have exhausted a lot of mana in order to subdue the female ghost. Why don't we all go back and have a rest tonight, and we will be saved together tomorrow?"

, wouldn’t it save time and effort?”

"Brother You and I have different methods, I'm afraid there will be conflicts." Ah Jiu originally wanted to refuse, but Chen You, who had always been unwilling to join in the trouble with him, went out of his way and agreed to Su Li's proposal.

Chen You patted Ah Jiu on the shoulder, and his tone became much gentler: "That's okay. Although I don't like the Zhiyin technique you practice, but as long as it is used on the right path, I won't argue with you too much."

Too much."

Ajiu couldn't help but Chen You turned to look at Qian Xiaohao and told him that the female ghost in the cabinet had been temporarily sealed. As long as the red rope was not untied, nothing would happen.

Because it was too late and it was inconvenient to move the wardrobe, everyone decided to store it in this room temporarily. They would move the cabinet to the meter room early tomorrow morning and let Chen You and Ah Jiu set up the array.

"Great, I will pick up the mother and son to live here tomorrow." Qian Xiaohao thanked everyone profusely and sent everyone outside.

At this point, the angry Ah Jiu finally realized that Chen You, Ling Yun and others were all in the same group. She wanted to take advantage of each other, but who knew that they would turn around and use them as a weapon.

Although he had resentment in his heart, now that his vitality was greatly damaged and he was injured, and there were so many people on the other side, Ah Jiu swallowed the bad breath in his heart.

After leaving Qian Xiaohao's house, Zhao Sicheng was in a good mood. Thinking of Ah Jiu's depressed face just now, he was even more happy: "Did you just see that Uncle Jiu had such a stinky face that he wanted to strangle me to death? Haha, I did it on purpose.

So, if we can make this old guy angry, we can avenge Uncle Yan."

Ling Yun smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said to him: "It's too early to be happy now. The last two days are the key, but we must not make any mistakes. As long as we eliminate the only remaining female ghost, we will have no worries. What's left is

Uncle Dong will be able to handle it a lot easier."

According to Taoist Master Chen You's instructions, to deal with zombies, you need to prepare magic weapons such as glutinous rice, ink thread, chicken blood, and black donkey hooves.

In the remaining two days, in addition to supervising every move of Ah Jiu and Aunt Mei and protecting Xiao Bai, everyone also needs to prepare these tools.

Su Li softly said "Yes" and continued: "Don't forget that September 2nd is the Ghost Festival. When Uncle Friends is doing this, we must ensure that no other accidents happen. There is one more thing..."

"What's the matter?" Ling Yun saw her flashing words and thought of Su Li's warning to him last night, and couldn't help but look stern.

However, Su Li just shook his head and said it was nothing.

After walking to the door of the room, she looked at Ling Yun and the two of them and said, "That's it. Let's go back and have a good rest tonight. Finally, we can go to bed and have a good sleep."

"Oh... Good night then." Ling Yun was still a little concerned about what Su Li just said. Could it be that she couldn't believe Zhao Sicheng?

Glancing at the fat man next to him who was sweating and pale but still holding on, Ling Yun denied his previous thoughts. He knew very well what Zhao Sicheng was like. Although he would occasionally slip up, at critical moments, Zhao Sicheng could not be a drag.

Team stuff.

So what Su Li was referring to before was someone else?

With deep doubts, Ling Yun helped Zhao Sicheng back to the room. After experiencing a big battle, Zhao Sicheng was already exhausted. He didn't even have time to wash and change clothes. As soon as he touched the sofa, he fell into a deep sleep.

After tucking the quilt in for the other party, Ling Yun walked to the bedroom alone.

Others may not be aware of the problem, but when they said goodbye, Ling Yun noticed another meaning in Su Li's words. Ling Yun speculated that Su Li's words "Go to bed and have a good sleep" should be a reminder to go back to the bedroom.

Check it over.

Speaking of the bedroom, what is related to it is the supernatural phenomenon I encountered on the first night.

Ling Yun turned on the wall lamp and looked at the human-shaped black mold on the ceiling. He couldn't help thinking. Thinking of Su Li's strange behavior and two reminders, he also imitated Su Li, brought a table, stepped on it, and pulled it from the wall.

Some fragments.

"What the hell is this?"

Thinking about it now, Su Li should have discovered clues from these inconspicuous scraps of paper, and found the truth during the investigation after disappearing for a day.

But as if out of some concern, she did not directly convey the answer to herself, but chose to give indirect hints.

Ling Yun looked at the dark green things in the middle of his palm, closed his eyes and thought hard.

"Wait... Could it be..."

Suddenly, a familiar picture stayed in Ling Yun's mind. He took two steps back in disbelief, and finally understood the terrifying truth that Su Li wanted to tell him.

On the other side, Ah Jiu stumbled back home. After entering the house, he violently knocked over the incense burner on the table with a flourish of his sleeves.

"Cough cough cough cough"

Ah Jiu was suffering from lung cancer, and he had been seriously injured just now. He was so anxious that he coughed up a mouthful of thick blood.

He knelt on one knee, holding on to the table with difficulty, grabbed a handful of ashes from the wooden box with trembling hands, quickly rolled a piece of paper into a cigarette, lit it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After slowly blowing out a smoke ring and absorbing the kid's yin energy, Ah Jiu's breathing became much more even.

"How dare you plot against me...hehe...very good..."

Once the last female ghost is saved in two days, his plan will completely fail.

Thinking of this, Ah Jiu leaned on the table, and a fanatical evil thought gradually appeared in his eyes: "In this case, we can only take risks and take a risk..."