Ji Canghai stabbed each one with his eyes wide open in anger, shouted loudly, and exerted force with his feet.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a trapped dragon seeing clouds and rain, like a tiger and wolf showing its claws and fangs!
I wanted him to conserve his energy, but no matter how I shouted, Ji Canghai seemed unable to hear me.
All he could see in his eyes was the evil ghost in front of him.
My original plan was that he would protect me and I would recite the mantra in the middle.
Looking at it now, I can only change my plan.
I took off my clothes and quickly took out the Hell Coin and Zhenhui Talisman from my pocket.
The ghost coins were entangled with the charms, and finally wrapped in my clothes.
"The Heavenly Lord who saves suffering comes back to this world to overcome suffering, evil, and the world of mortals."
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At the same time, I lit a piece of Ming coins and threw them high in the air.
While it was burning, I looked around.
They were getting closer to me.
Seeing them gathering more and more, I increased the speed of my hand, and all the coins were ignited in an instant.
"The lonely souls in the mountains, the wild ghosts in the world, take off their cold clothes!"
The last curse floated out of my mouth, and the ghost coin mixed with the spell instantly turned into a fireball.
And the souls who gathered around wanted to grab the money, but what was waiting for them was a spell full of energy.
"Bang!"
The fireball immediately grew several times larger the moment it hit it.
The spell crackled in the air, and the ghosts of all shapes and sizes were instantly wiped out into ashes upon contact.
This method is less labor-intensive than applying charms one by one.
However, the number of these ghosts is too huge.
I exhausted all the spells and barely managed to kill a third of them.
However, this move also completely boosted the momentum, and the speed of the dead souls was obviously much slower.
"Hey!"
The opera ghost on the stage started singing again as if there was no one around him to speak.
Just at this voice, the dead soul who had been calm just now suddenly became violent.
Ji Canghai was struggling not far away, and I suddenly reacted.
The person on the stage can obviously command the ghosts below.
Just now, all the talismans were burned out, and now they are completely out of ammunition.
I suddenly felt desperate at this moment.
I finally understood why so many Taoist priests came here, but they were still helpless.
At this moment, I suddenly touched a piece of paper in my pants pocket.
I took it out and saw it was my Yin Exorcism Talisman.
I put this charm in my pocket specially before meeting Chen Changming.
In the past, we could see some goddesses and gods burning talisman water for people, and this was the talisman they burned.
Strictly speaking, this talisman is not an exorcism talisman.
I clutched the charm tightly and could only take a gamble.
I held the talisman, sped up my feet, and rushed towards the stage.
At this time, a rustling sound came from the rafters.
I looked up and saw dozens of hanged men in red hanging from the beams, blocking my way.
I stopped quickly and looked at the embroidered shoes floating in front of me.
For a moment, the hanged ghost closed his eyes, lowered his head, and started to float in the air.
It's like a carousel in an amusement park.
The drama in the audience is still going on, and the hanging man above his head is spinning faster and faster.
For a moment, I felt faintly dizzy.
At this moment, the opera ghost on the stage held an opera gun in one hand and rushed towards me.
Instinctively, I grabbed the flower gun with both hands and lay back.
The flower gun grazed the tip of my nose and fled out.
"You little thief! I'll catch you before I can even fight!"
The opera ghost pinched his throat, pinched the orchid fingers with one hand, and shouted in a theatrical tone.
I grabbed the gun and never let go, then I kicked it up and put it on his chest.
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The kick did hurt him, but my center of gravity also became unstable.
"Bah!"
Another shot came across, hitting me in the knee, and then I shot upward.
My center of gravity was already unstable, and this shot was extremely powerful.
My body swayed and I immediately fell into pieces.
"Hey!"
"Come and take your life!"
Before I could turn around, I felt a chill on my back.
I turned around and saw that the shot had penetrated my back.
If I hadn't had a backpack on me, I would have been completely beaten to the core by now!
"Ouch!"
The sudden burning sensation on my back made me scream.
The opera ghost held a gun in one hand and stood stunned on the spot.
At this time, I smelled a burnt smell.
I looked back and saw a portrait of Yu Chigong, the door god, burning slowly on the ground.
This statue is what I saw when I started!
It was this idol that saved me!
The more popularity the door god statue has, the stronger its power will naturally be.
In the old days, the statues of door gods on the doors of wealthy families were very old. As long as they were not torn, they could be used forever.
The red color of the burning door god statue on the ground has long faded, and its four corners are curled up.
It looks like it's an old thing.
But then I thought about it, that’s not right.
When I entered the door just now, the door god statue blew in with the wind and disappeared.
But when did it attach itself to me?
I feel nothing at all!
