Yang Jian ran with all his strength, and Fu Bao was chasing closely behind him. There were rapid footsteps. After running through the entire corridor, Yang Jian felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. He stopped and took a deep breath. At this moment, the man behind him The footsteps disappeared.
He immediately looked around warily. He knew that unknown dangers were more terrifying than real threats. Where was the ghost who possessed Fu Bao? He looked around cautiously, holding the gun in both hands, telling himself to be careful.
"Huh, huh..." The extremely subtle sound of breathing suddenly appeared behind him. The moment Yang Jian felt the sound of breathing, he turned around and punched, but unfortunately, the punch was in vain.
It’s strange, I can clearly hear breathing, but where is the person?
Yang Jian turned his head hurriedly, but he happened to be face to face with Fu Bao - face to face with Fu Bao who was standing upside down.
When He Xiaohe ran into the teaching building again, she happened to see this scene. She saw Fu Bao standing upside down on the ceiling, his expression cold and extremely strange.
Yang Jian was also startled. Before he could react, Fu Bao grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
Those shining green eyes were staring at Yang Jian's face, "You have your wish...go to hell!"
Although he was strangled and hung up, and it was difficult to even speak, Yang Jian did not panic. He threw away the gun in his hand, reached out and struggled to take out something from his pocket, and then put the thing around Fu Bao's neck.
It was a red rope that looked nothing special. Xiaowan, who had taken over Fu Bao's body, looked confused, but the next moment, an electric current-like energy burst out from the red rope, making her frown, what is this? !
The sudden abnormal stimulation did not make the female ghost let go. After realizing that there was nothing strange about herself, the female ghost began to go crazy and pinched Yang Jian's neck hard. Yang Jian's neck bones made a gurgling sound, as if they would be broken in the next second. .
Yang Jian is powerless, and it depends on He Xiaohe next.
At this time, He Xiaohe yelled and rushed over, holding a bucket in one hand and dragging a white linen bag in the other. I don't know if the thing was too heavy. Although she screamed fiercely, she didn't move quickly.
Xiao Wan only glanced at her distractedly, and then her eyes fell back on Yang Jian. She wanted to kill this guy who dared to laugh at her!
At the moment when Yang Jian rolled his eyes, Xiaowan suddenly heard a voice from behind, "Hey!"
The decibel was a bit high. She turned back suspiciously, loosened her hand slightly, and Yang Jian could breathe again.
He Xiaohe didn't know when he had come around behind the possessed Fu Bao, holding a bucket filled with nothing.
Is it rice?
When she realized what it was, Xiaowan turned her head again and pinched it hard with both hands.
"Uh uh..." Why didn't He Xiaohe take action?
Yang Jian felt like he was going to die.
Finally, He Xiaohe poured the entire bucket of salted rice on Fu Bao. If you look closely, you will find that there seems to be gray and black powder in the middle of the white rice grains.
"Crash--" The rice grains hit Fu Bao's body. He froze at this moment. He could no longer suck on the ceiling and fell down with a "bang".
Severe pain!
When a grain of rice hits the body, it feels like being pricked by countless fine needles. How is this possible? !
Xiaowan manipulated Fu Bao's body to jump up suddenly, glaring at He Xiaohe fiercely.
Seeing the familiar and beautiful face turn ferocious and even blue, He Xiaohe's hands shook violently, but he did not forget to continue to sprinkle salt and rice mixed with incense ash at Fu Bao.
"Ahhhhh-" Xiaowan screamed, rolling on the ground in pain. She wanted to get out of Fu Bao's body but couldn't.
Why?
She has killed so many people and has been able to come and go freely for a long time. Why can't she leave this man's body?
Before she could react, Yang Jian, who was coughing and getting up, had already run to He Xiaohe, opened the gauze bag on the ground beside him, and poured the entire bag of salt and rice mixed with incense ash onto Fu Bao.
Xiaowan screamed even more miserably. She rolled and tried to escape, but as soon as she touched Yanmi, her whole body was trembling with pain and she couldn't even get up.
"Wow!" Seeing that the salt rice rolled by Fu Bao looked like it was burnt, with black spots in the east and black in the west, she couldn't help but pulled Yang Jian and whispered: "Do you feel like this scene? Where have you seen it? I remember there seemed to be a zombie movie..."
"Ah...I won't let you go..." Xiaowan screamed angrily and stretched out her hand to grab He Xiaohe's feet, which scared her so much that she stepped back. They watched Fu Bao roll around on the rice grains until almost all the rice turned black. Finally, Fu Bao lay motionless on the ground.
"Hello?" Yang Jian went up and pushed him, then pushed him again, and when he saw no response, he squatted down and untied the red rope around his neck.
The moment he was untied, a black mist suddenly floated out from his body, forming a soul that wanted to run away in embarrassment.
"...Don't even think about leaving." Fu Bao suddenly returned to his normal voice and quickly reached out to grab part of the female ghost.
"Fu Bao, you're back!" Yang Jian shouted in surprise. Although it was Fu Bao's plan, Yang Jian was at a loss as to whether it would be effective against ghosts, and even if it was, how Fu Bao would be harmed. Now that he saw him waking up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, I'm back." Fu Bao opened his eyes and stood up slowly. During this process, he kept holding on to the ghost and refused to let go. Xiaowan's soul seemed to be scattered because of the huge damage she had just suffered. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Fu Bao's hand.
"Finally we caught this guy!" He Xiaohe came over, although he still didn't dare to approach, "What should we do now?"
Fu Bao was silent for a moment. He felt that Xiao Wan was very pitiful. However, when Xiao Wan was getting on top of her just now, he also deeply felt her hatred. That horrible thought of wishing for everyone in the world to die. No matter what, She couldn't get rid of it, and meeting such a ghost would only make her lose her mind.
So Fu Bao grabbed Xiaowan and walked out, followed by Yang Jian and He Xiaohe. However, Fu Bao was a little crooked when he walked, and he accidentally dragged the ghost into the wall several times.
"Fu Bao, what's wrong with you?" Yang Jian asked with concern. Could it be some kind of sequelae of a ghost, right?
"……faint."
Fu Bao shook his head. He asked Yang Jian to go to a temple where incense was flourishing to get the incense ash. It was extremely lethal to evil ghosts, but it was not a good thing for him, who was full of yin energy.
And the red rope was also obtained from the temple as a tool to trap the evil spirits. He originally just bet that his constitution was extremely yin and might be used as a container to trap the evil spirits. Unexpectedly, Xiaowan actually got into his body and made him They can use ash, salt, and rice to reduce her strength and capture her.
Outside, as Xiaowan's power weakened, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and wisps of sunlight broke through the thick clouds and shone down.
Fu Bao dragged the helpless Xiaowan toward the sun. In the process, Xiaowan still kept making shrill curses.
"You... all... are going to die, go to death! Go to death! I want you all to die!" Fu Bao looked back and said to Xiaowan, who was almost fading in his eyes: "I'm sorry .”
Then he pushed her into the sun.
Almost in an instant, Xiao Wan was wiped away by the sun. He Xiaohe and Yang Jian had no time to see clearly. They only saw a wet waterweed where she stood. Is the matter finally resolved?
He Xiaohe was very happy. Although there was no possibility of remuneration in this case, it was solved after all, right?
It also saved many lives.
But at this moment, the clouds that had begun to shine through became thick and dark again.
The eyes suddenly darkened, and the three of them looked up at the sky in wonder, only to see dark clouds that were ten times darker than before, pressing down heavily.
"This... isn't quite right." Yang Jian looked at Fu Bao. Didn't it say it was solved?
"Why are you still so gloomy?" He Xiaohe also rubbed his arm, feeling so cold.
Fu Bao looked up for a while and remained silent.
Something is indeed wrong. If Xiao Wan had already lost her soul, most of the Yin Qi entrenched here should have dissipated. But now, instead of getting sunny, it has become worse. This is not like what it was like in the morning. It is extremely dark, not to mention there is still a lot of Yin Qi following it. The wind spread.
At this moment, a group of figures suddenly ran over there. They were the students who had run out before. Their faces were frightened. When they saw them, they shouted, "We can't get out, there is no way!"
