The wind and thunder roared outside the window, and the thunder was faint.
The flames of the oil lamp danced tenaciously in the wind, illuminating the surrounding walls as brightly as ever, but the flame core seemed to be unable to emit any heat.
The room was eerie and eerie, and it was chilly to the bone.
The woodcutter sat slumped against the door, his whole body shaking violently.
The ghostly face on Xiu Niang's chest seemed to be growing continuously. In a short time, her facial features became more and more prominent, with pink face and red lips, her eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes were black and long, and they were already trembling slightly!
Mu Haotian stood sideways with his hands tied, watching with cold eyes, and was really surprised in his heart.
Although he claims to be a disciple of the Taoist sect, in fact, the "Tao Xuanwu Mountain" is just a small hilltop. The disciples do not focus on Taoist cultivation, but delve into some weird and obscene skills. They are commonly known as heretics and have always been looked down upon by others.
Although there are many skills, they are mixed but not refined, and none of them is enough to become famous.
There is only one art of exorcism that is slightly famous, and there are unique secret books such as "Classic of Demons", "Keys to Fighting Evil", and "Complete Collection of Authentic Techniques of the Heavenly Master".
Mu Haotian has outstanding talents and is very interested in this Tao. He is a leader among his disciples. However, he is still young and this is the first time he has encountered such a vicious creature as a ghost boy.
He observed the weird and frozen smile on Xiu Niang's face and the ghost boy who had not yet awakened on her chest, and quickly searched for the record of this evil in the "Emperor's Ghost Classic" in his mind.
Ghost children are born of resentful spirits. They are often seen in infants and young children who have been severely frightened and violated to death during their lifetime. After death, they did not perform ritual rituals and were laid to rest in the soil. They became lonely souls, thus giving birth to resentful spirits and causing corpse transformation.
It is said to be a ghost, more like a zombie.
Because of their death experiences, most of them were brutally tortured and their bodies abandoned in the wilderness. Therefore, once they are born, they will have great resentment, their willful nature will be repaid, and their methods of harming others will be cruel and uncalculated.
Apparently, Xiu Niang had her heart ripped out while fighting the ghost boy, and then the resentful spirit entered her body, took over her body, transferred all her injuries to Xiu Niang, and was reborn in a prosthetic body.
In other words, Xiu Niang has been dead since she escaped with the woodcutter.
Walking with the woodcutter has always been the ghost boy who inherited Xiu Niang's memory.
Therefore, when Mu Haotian said at that time, "The living can naturally be saved, but the dead cannot be saved by gods," he really felt pity for the brave and fearless Xiu Niang.
In the past, it was exciting and interesting when reading dry classics and listening to strange stories told by others, but actually meeting him was a completely different experience. Mu Haotian calmed down and stepped up his efforts to think of ways to deal with the ghost boy.
However, just observing this moment, the situation has become urgent!
The ghost boy's colorful face protruded from his left chest, and his pink-white skin twitched slightly, revealing a weird smile that was exactly the same as Xiu Niang's face. His long black eyelashes trembled sharply, and his eyes flashed black and white.
He's about to wake up!
Once it awakens and resurrects, the evil power will be stronger than before and it will definitely be more difficult to deal with.
Mu Haotian was determined not to argue anymore, his arms were crossed, shaking each other's arms. A dark wooden dagger suddenly slipped out of his left sleeve and was held in his left hand. A bronze mirror leaked from his right sleeve to his right palm.
The inner convex round copper shows the Bagua on the outside, which is the "King Wen Bagua Mirror" that can ward off evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits.
Mu Haotian made a gesture with his left hand, pointing the black sword directly at the ghost boy. He raised the Bagua Mirror with his right hand, focused the firelight on it, and recited a spell quickly:
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi. Four Spirit Heavenly Lanterns, Six Armors and Six Dings. Help me destroy spirits and demons. Five Elements and Three Realms, Eight Diagrams to kill ghosts..."
The situation is urgent, so the first step is to use the "Ghost-Destroying Technique" in "Essentials for Fighting Evil" to kill the evil in one fell swoop.
The firelight gathered on King Wen's Bagua mirror quickly refracted out, and the copper-yellow mirror light shone right between the ghost boy's brows.
The ghost boy's face suddenly distorted, he opened his mouth and let out a shrill baby scream, and suddenly opened his eyes!
The moment the ghost boy opened his eyes, Xiu Niang's pupils completely lost their sparkle. Her frost-white and beautiful face suddenly shriveled and aged, her neck hung down as if broken, her long hair was disheveled, and her head swung wildly as the ghost boy struggled.
The woodcutter was crying at the top of his lungs.
At this time, Mu Haotian's spell has come to an end. With the words "Urgent and urgent, like a law", King Wen's Bagua Mirror shines brightly!
The yellow light beam suddenly expanded, doubling in thickness, and a mysterious rune finger print entered the mirror light, and hit the ghost boy in the center of the forehead with a "chi" sound.
A blood-red mark was burned on the ghost boy's forehead, his screams became louder, his fangs were ferocious, his eyes were reversed in black and white, and he glared at Mu Haotian with hatred.
Suddenly, the skin around the face cracked, the ghost boy's head twisted crazily, and holes were burned all over his face by the mirror light curse.
It was so disturbed that it was beyond recognition, but it didn't hurt.
An arm came out of Xiu Niang's abdomen with a "squeak" sound. The tips of her nails were long black and purple. She was scratching up and down, struggling desperately, and was about to burst out of her chest!
Mu Haotian did not expect that this ghost boy was so ferocious. It seemed to be far beyond the records of the master. Even the "Ghost Extinguishing Curse" cast by the Bagua Mirror could not be subdued.
Apart from being frightened, he was also aroused with a fierce anger. His eyes were piercing with sharp light, and he held the Bagua Mirror firmly in his right hand and kept casting spells.
At the same time, the hand holding the sword shook slightly, and a talisman shook out, floating in the air. He suddenly pulled it forward, and the tip of the sword pierced the talisman, wrapping it and piercing the ghost boy's head.
The ghost boy was so aware that he shrank his head and Xiu Niang's body swayed. The black sword deflected a few inches and penetrated the chest, stabbing Xiu Niang back and forth.
"Xiu Niang!!"
The woodcutter let out a cry of pain.
Mu Haotian couldn't bear it in his heart, and he became even more resentful towards the ghost boy. The yellow light of the Bagua mirror followed him everywhere, he aimed it at the ghost boy's teeth and struck with spells.
The ghost boy's lip was torn immediately, his fangs flew out, and he screamed and whimpered.
Mu Haotian withdrew his black sword, stood up and stabbed again.
At this moment, there was a sudden "clang" sound from behind, the fire suddenly dimmed, and then there was severe pain in his back!
In the midst of his busy schedule, he took a quick look and found that the woodcutter was in a state of grief and panic, and had lost his mind. He was afraid that he would hurt Xiu Niang again, so he raised the square table and smashed it over.
Mu Haotian gritted his teeth and groaned, using his inner strength, a shake on his shoulders shook the square table away, knocking the woodcutter dizzy.
The aura in his body was temporarily chaotic, but he had no time to mix it up. He was frightened and shouted, "Oh no!"
——The woodcutter went crazy and overturned the table, and the oil lamp fell to the ground. The fire was dying, and the light of the Bagua Mirror was also dimmed. He was afraid that he would be unable to suppress the ghost boy!
He hurriedly adjusted the mirror and cast the spell with all his strength.
The ghost boy made no sound in an instant, his arms dropped, his head drooped, letting the mirror light shine and the curse seal hit him, he was as silent as death.
Mu Haotian's heart suddenly tightened, and he had a bad feeling. The half-received black wooden dagger moved downwards, intending to cut off one of its arms first.
As soon as the black sword came down, it was quickly blocked, like hitting a stone pillar, making a "dang" sound.
But the moment the talisman on the sword touched the ghost boy's arm, it burst into flames. The flames spread rapidly along the edge of the sword, and smoke rose. The black sword immediately cut through tofu, and the arm was broken off at the elbow.
After a successful blow, Mu Haotian didn't dare to stop at all, and raised his sword to stab the ghost boy's head again.
Suddenly he felt a cold wind blowing in his face, and the air-conditioning made his face hurt. He was shocked! At the last moment, he twisted his body and turned his head to avoid.
Something rushed past his cheek and almost hit him. For a moment, the dim yellow light revealed a wrinkled face.
It was Xiu Niang who had been drained of her blood!
With the mummy's face so close, Mu Haotian couldn't help but feel nauseated and sluggish.
"Xiu Niang's" eyes were bulging, glowing green, and her shriveled and wrinkled lips were open! A big mouthful of smelly, sour dark green smoke came out in the face.
The breath distance has been avoided!
Mu Haotian immediately closed his eyes and held his breath, bent his waist to the limit, and used his strength to kick Xiu Niang's body away.
But the poisonous smoke from the corpse finally invaded a little. After kicking Xiu Niang away, Mu Haotian felt dizzy and swollen, as if two hills were pressing on his eyelids, and his hands and feet felt soft and he could hardly stand still.
He bit the tip of his tongue to wake up, sprayed a mouthful of hot blood on the Bagua mirror, then flipped his wrist, covered the mirror with his forehead, and struck with his fingers.
Soon, a green mist emerged from the mouth and nose, condensed in the air, and dripped to the ground, making a corrosive sound of "chichi".
At that moment, an extremely shrill howl of a ghost exploded in my ears!
A black shadow flashed in front of him, and Mu Haotian was caught off guard. He was hit hard by the thing and fell backwards.
