On the altar of Mayi Mountain, the deaf mother-in-law painted her face with oil paint and held in her hand the bull skull staff that the little boy of the Hui family carried back after the death of the evil god.
There is a large bronze cauldron in front of him.
Bundles of spices burned in the cauldron, emitting a thick green gas.
Four paper figures and horses stood at the four corners of the altar;
Eight yellow scarf warriors guard the eight directions.
The desolate sound of horns and rumbling war drums filled the entire Mayi Mountain.
Hua Jiunan is wearing a blue Taoist uniform and holding a copper coin sword;
Chen Daji and Zhao Fei were wearing black paper clothes and hats.
Zhao Fei held the deaf mother-in-law's immortal rope and carried a large peach wood ax on his shoulder;
Chen Daji carried an ox-horn dagger and wrote the word "Zhongkang" on it.
Carrying a bloody long bow behind him.
The three of them lined up and stood in front of the deaf mother-in-law.
The old man spoke solemnly, his eyes full of worry.
"Children, the road ahead is uncertain, so be careful!"
"If your life is in danger, remember not to be brave."
"Look back and run along the light behind you!"
"As long as you can run back, even if ghosts come after you, grandma, grandma and the Chang family will still be able to deal with you!"
Hua Jiunan nodded deeply, hugging her deaf mother-in-law for a long time and refusing to let go.
"Grandma, don't worry, we know!"
As the drums became louder and louder, the deaf mother-in-law sighed helplessly.
Take out three long incense sticks, light them, and insert them into the mouths of three people respectively.
Then he reached out and patted them on the forehead, and the three of them immediately fell into coma.
The body seemed to be out of control, swaying from side to side with the strong wind.
Grandma Mai is extremely fast:
They were connected together with a rope, and the other end was tightly held in his hand.
Chang Huaiyuan took out three shining silver scales and quickly placed them between the eyebrows of Hua Jiunan and others.
"Eighth brother, come and stand still."
Chang Baye's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.
“Brother, do I want to go too?!!!”
Surprisingly, Chang Huaiyuan was not angry when he saw Chang Baye's frightened look. Instead, he spoke softly with eyes full of reluctance.
"Don't be afraid, eighth brother, remember to protect the little gentleman!"
"As long as nothing can be done, turn around and run with everyone immediately!"
"Remember?!!!"
Chang Baye nodded weakly.
"Brother, I remember it."
"Don't worry, I can run very fast now..."
Before Master Chang could finish speaking, Grandma Mai struck out like lightning and hit Master Ba hard on the head with a pipe.
Our poor Mr. Chang immediately fainted without even humming.
"Jiejiejie, the boss of the Chang family, grandma knows that you are reluctant to beat Xiaoba."
"I will do this 'evil man'."
While he was talking, a female ghost in red floated over quickly. She glanced at Chen Daji quietly before speaking.
"I'm telling you, grandma and the two old gods, it's midnight."
After hearing this, the deaf mother-in-law no longer hesitated, picked up a pot of chicken blood that had been prepared in advance, and poured it on the altar.
There are words in his mouth.
"Yin and yang are originally separated, but there are many worries. From now on, the yin and yang road is full of tears and wasted time."
"Yin virtue protects the true spirit, and the ancestors protect the body. Don't impediments block the road, and Yama will not rob the soul."
Following the deaf mother-in-law's spell, a dark wind began to rise around her.
A large group of dark clouds came and blocked the moon completely.
The chicken blood on the altar began to flow slowly, forming simple and mysterious symbols.
As the red light of the symbol flashed, the souls flew out of the bodies of Hua Jiunan and the others, sinking into the ground in a daze.
At this moment, the barefooted and bald little monk Wuxin ran from afar and disappeared together with Hua Jiunan.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Brother, where are you going to play? Can you take me with you?"
Grandma Mai looked filled with emotion.
"As expected of the 'Zhijie' Ghost Immortal, it's so easy to pass through the underworld!"
Chang Huaiyuan smiled: "Whether you are following me or not, Chang feels a lot more at ease."
While he was talking, a twenty-meter-long giant dragon came flying in the wind.
First, he looked at the surrounding scene, and then said in surprise.
"Too bad?!!!"
Struggling to calm down, the giant dragon transformed into a human form and saluted the linen grandma and the deaf mother-in-law with clasped fists.
"The second oldest child in the Chang family has seen two sons."
"Brother, you called me here in such a hurry. Do you have something important to give me?"
Chang Huaiyuan looked at the bodies of Hua Jiunan and the others and nodded slowly.
"Second brother, now that the eldest brother is gone, you have to take care of the family affairs and the other brothers."
Grandma Mai Jiejie smiled strangely.
"As well as my family property in Mayi Mountain, I have to ask my second brother Chang to help take care of it."
"You must not let a lonely ghost bully the wives of this kid Daji."
