The fluctuation of the alienated substance is on him?
Li Ang moved his position slightly, and the upright ink still pointed at Huairui's direction and tracked it in real time.
Does it mean that the alienated object is in his body? Or that he himself is the alienated object...
Li Ang paused for a moment. When he went out, he also brought over a protective talisman that could be activated manually, so he could take a little risk.
Then, follow up and take a look.
The silk threads spread out like caterpillars covered with barbs, burrowing into the gaps between the tiles, supporting them on the beams, carrying Li Ang and crawling silently on the roof.
A burly man called Brother Wei went to guard the courtyard.
The short dwarf known as Brother Sun was waiting in the lobby.
There are two strangers left,
The scholar and the stooped old man were led by Huai Rui to Mrs. Huai's bedroom.
The old lady had already gone to bed, and the scholar came forward to check on her condition.
"There are indeed traces of bruises on the hands and feet, as well as some parallel scars similar to scratches caused by fingernails..."
The scholar pondered, took out a few talismans from his arms, and solemnly posted them on the bottom, foot, head and top of the bed.
Next to the old lady's quilt, some jade stones carved into animal shapes were placed.
"Huai Langzhong."
The hunched old man, known as Mr. Zhuang, looked around the room and asked, "Who taught you these furnishings?"
There are many things placed in the corner of Mrs. Huai's bedroom.
Peach wood swords, portraits of door gods, tortoise shells, bronze mirrors, etc. are all items that ward off evil spirits.
"My acquaintance in the Zhenfu Division taught me."
Huairui replied, "I heard it was some kind of formation to expel evil spirits and stabilize the home. I didn't understand it, so I placed it as instructed.
Sir, is this useful?"
"Whether it is useful or not depends on what kind of weirdness it is. Most of the formations in the world are just suitable medicines. If the symptoms are wrong, the formations will not have any effect."
Mr. Zhuang glanced around and suddenly stopped on a brocade box.
The brocade box is square in shape and is placed quietly in the corner of the room. The surface is decorated with exquisite jade silk.
At the opening of the box, a "B"-shaped bone is tied with a ribbon.
"Tiger power?"
Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised. Huwei is a bone that occasionally appears on some tigers, such as the word B, which is one inch long. It is in the skin on both sides of the flanks and also at the tail end. It has the function of warding off evil spirits and intimidating others. It is considered a serious special material.
In Chang'an Ghost Market, you can sell it for about a thousand dollars.
Mr. Zhuang asked: "What's in this box?"
"A few years ago, an overseas businessman friend gave me a gift. It was said to be a specimen of a Homo man obtained from the Endless Sea, which can suppress evil spirits."
Huai Rui stepped forward and picked up the brocade box, removed Huwei from the ribbon, and opened the box, which contained a one-foot-long specimen of a small humanoid creature.
The body surface is sallow, covered with scales, and the skin and flesh are dry and tightly attached to the lean bones.
"The lucky people..."
The scholar's eyes lit up, ""Liezi·Tang Wen" said that there is a country 400,000 miles east of Zhongzhou, and the people are one foot and five inches long. It is the legendary dwarf country..."
"Fake."
Mr. Zhuang interrupted: "The skin on the body is the skin of the snakehead fish.
This bone is that of a small monkey, and there are still some bones at the base of the tail that have not been completely broken.
I have seen this thing in Lingnan, and many charlatans use it to defraud.
Some say it is a specimen of a mandrill cub, and some say it is a specimen of a water monkey, specially designed to trick foolish men and women into coming to watch and earn money.
Mr. Huai, you were fooled by that maritime businessman friend.
Secondly, even if it is true, placing a human wax specimen in a house will definitely not have the effect of calming down the house. Just close the box."
"Oh."
Huai Rui quickly tied Huwei to the box again and whispered to himself: "Okay Zhong Er, I treat you as a friend, but you lied to me with a monkey bone..."
"Ahhhh!!"
The scream interrupted Huairui's soliloquy,
The expressions of the scholar and Mr. Zhuang in the bedroom suddenly changed. That was the voice of the burly man among the four.
Boom!
Mr. Zhuang slapped open the wooden door with his palm, struck the ground with his crutch, and jumped out like a sharp arrow, running towards the courtyard.
There is someone faster than him.
The dwarf surnamed Sun who stayed in the lobby, with his body close to the ground, rushed to the courtyard like a lightning bolt.
In the courtyard, the burly man was lying on the ground, his left arm completely sunk into the soil, as if he was being pulled by something underground.
The dwarf surnamed Sun's scalp felt numb for a while, but he still took off the soft sword disguised as a belt from his waist.
With a shake of the soft sword, it penetrated deep into the soil.
Zheng——
The sound of gold and iron interlacing echoed through the courtyard, and the soft sword seemed to have stabbed something.
Wow.
The force that came from underground and pulled the burly man suddenly relaxed,
The strong man leaned back, and his entire left arm was broken at the elbow. The arm below the elbow was missing, as if it had been torn away by something underground.
"Ahhhhhh——"
Even a burly man who had experienced strong winds and waves couldn't bear the pain of a broken hand. He lay on his back, clutching his broken elbow, and howled miserably.
"Don't lie down! Move quickly!"
The dwarf and Mr. Zhuang rushed to remind him in unison, but it was still too late.
A dark-colored palm suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbed the ankles of the burly man, and dragged his lower body into the ground.
"You dare to be evil!!"
A flash of light flashed in Mr. Zhuang's eyes, and he suddenly threw out the crutch in his hand.
The crutch split and disintegrated in the air, turning into several handleless wooden swords, spinning rapidly and stabbing towards the ground.
Bang bang bang!
Where the wooden sword struck, the ground in the courtyard slightly exploded.
A burst of sharp laughter sounded from deep underground, and it passed quickly and disappeared into the corner of the courtyard.
The evil spirit seemed to have left, but the burly man... His lower body from the waist down disappeared, and he was completely dead.
"..."
Mr. Zhuang gritted his teeth and looked at the corpse of his companion.
The dwarf whispered in disbelief: "Brother Wei is a peak acquired warrior. He is only one step away from advancing to Xiantian and reaching a state equivalent to Xunyun.
Just...die like this?"
"That evil spirit is too powerful. I can't handle this job. Let's go."
Mr. Zhuang made a quick decision, stepped on the ground, jumped up, but suddenly stopped in the air.
There is an invisible wall with a dark color surrounding the Huai family's mansion.
Even if he raised his wooden sword, it couldn't pierce it.
This invisible wall even extends deep into the ground. It is impossible to escape by drilling a hole in the ground.
Seeing that their escape was unsuccessful, Mr. Zhuang and the dwarf quickly returned to the bedroom and shouted to the scholar: "Old Wei is dead.
This evil spirit is at least a third-level alien and has already formed a ghost realm."
"Ghostland?"
Huairui, who faintly smelled the smell of blood in the courtyard, was confused and asked subconsciously.
"The special abilities that only a few aliens possess can involve people and things related to the aliens in one space.
People inside and outside the space cannot see each other and cannot communicate.
Only when the aliens can no longer withstand the consumption and take the initiative to withdraw from the ghost domain,
Or kill the aliens,
Only then can the ghost realm dissipate."
Mr. Zhuang quickly explained: "It's similar to the ghost wall in the country legend. Once a living person steps into it, it will be difficult to get out unless it's dawn.
But a ghost land is a hundred times more dangerous than a ghost wall."
The dwarf said sharply: "This ghost realm has rolled in the east side of the mansion and is stuck on the edge of the wall. Ordinary soldiers patrolling the streets cannot hear our movements.
As for the Zhenfu Division... although they have a formation to guard Chang'an, it will take some time to notice it."
"What should we do?"
Huai Rui's face turned earth-colored, and he turned to look at the old lady on the bed - the latter was still sleeping peacefully and had not been awakened.
"Wait!"
Mr. Zhuang said categorically: "Sooner or later, the Zhenfu Division will discover what's going on here. As long as they come over, the evil spirits will naturally be suppressed.
The aliens who possess the ghost realm must be at least a monk in the Cloud Patrol Realm to have absolute confidence in suppressing them.
A few of us...do not practice enough."
They are all private monks. If they are delayed and discovered by the Zhenfu Department, they will inevitably be interrogated or even blackmailed into working for a period of time for the Zhenfu Department.
But compared to the result of being eaten alive by aliens, it is already much better.
Step.
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and a human-shaped shadow with a dragon head on its head was projected on the paper window of the bedroom, walking slowly through the corridor and towards the bedroom door.
The expressions of the scholar, the father-in-law, and the dwarf changed slightly, and they instinctively tried to attack each other.
"I'm here to help."
A low and hoarse voice came from below the faucet mask. Li Ang, wearing the faucet mask and night clothes, flashed out of the door, holding an old yellow paper in his hand and showing it to the father-in-law at the front.
That piece of yellow paper is the [psychic paper] that can reveal people’s desires.
Mr. Zhuang's eyes narrowed and he muttered in a low voice: "Kou Zhian's letter of introduction...are you also a member of the ghost market?"
Kou Zhian?
Li Ang, who was under the faucet mask, raised his eyebrows. He had heard when he was eavesdropping above that just now, one of these four people was introduced by a man named Kou to Huai Rui, a doctor from the Ministry of Finance and Jin, to help him solve the problem of the old lady of Huai Mansion.
Nightmare syndrome.
It is estimated that Mr. Zhuang is a little desperate at this moment, and Li Ang hinted that he was here to help,
Let [Psychic Paper] present this information.
"That's right."
Li Ang accepted the conversation, put away the psychic paper, and put it into his night clothes.
"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you in the ghost market before? Why didn't Kou Zhian inform you in advance? Where were you just now?"
The dwarf was holding a soft sword, his tone was sharp, and he asked questions like a barrage.
"I have been on the roof just now."
Li Ang said calmly: "With the strength of the four of you, you can't even detect my existence, so there is no reason for me to appear.
As for my name,
You can call me, Lu Bu among men, Red Rabbit among horses, a dignitary in the idiom, a rich family in the proverb, a successful person who enjoys the world, a hedonist who is intoxicated with real life, a wealthy young man who plays and sings every night, an iron man.
The Zhumen clan, the creators of all the beauty in the world."
Huairui, Scholar and others were dumbfounded. Li Ang glanced at the expressions on their faces and added: "If you really can't remember, you can call me Bateman, or the leader."
This chapter has been completed!