Waiting is painful, especially this kind of wait that is not worth the expectation is even more devastating. The room was eerily quiet, no one spoke, and several people were waiting silently. But Qiu's face was full of sadness, and some people had serious expressions.
And some people have nothing to do.
Just after the old-fashioned clock in the house rang nine times, the wind started blowing outside the house. The wind was so strong that the plastic sheet covering the window shook vigorously.
Tan Xuan sat on the threshold of the room between the kitchen and the inside, and reminded in a low voice: "Get ready, he is coming."
"Okay." No need to be reminded, Huang Jingming knew that what was supposed to come had finally come. He immediately lit two talismans, flicked them in front of his eyes with the light of the fire, then raised the dagger again, made a seal with his left hand, held the sword in his right hand, and opened his eyes.
Staring at the door without blinking.
The family of three in the room was startled. Cao Weiguo's wife hugged her daughter tightly, while Cao Weiguo tightened his grip on the shotgun in his hand, ready to fight the guy at any time.
"call……"
There was a strong wind outside the house, and the bolted door banged loudly, as if someone was pulling hard on the door.
"Let him come in." Tan Xuan and Huang Jingming said.
Huang Jingming hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and kept changing the techniques in his hand. Finally, he pointed at the door and growled, "Go!"
I saw the light in the room trembling obviously, and then the wind outside the door seeped into the room along the crack of the door, and the candlelight on the altar swayed slightly.
Huang Jingming said angrily toward the door: "Bold devil, I am here, how dare you try to cause trouble, why don't you show up as soon as possible."
"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from outside the door, and then a sinister voice sounded, "You are so young, you dare to talk nonsense to me, I really don't know how great the world is. Cao Weiguo, where did you find this?
My helper, do you think he can stop me? It’s really ridiculous. I originally planned to take more care of your family after marrying your daughter. Now it seems that care is not necessary. I want to take care of you.
Your family sets an example for those who are dishonest. If you dare to contradict me, you will only die."
"Stop talking nonsense. Now that you're here, why bother secretly talking nonsense? If you have the ability, just show up and compete with me. If you don't have the ability, get out of here. Don't delay our rest."
"Little Zamao, you are really afraid of dying too slowly. I am standing in front of you now, what can you do to me?"
With a loud shout, the door opened with a "whoosh", and then a cold mist blew into the door. When the mist dissipated, there was a burly man wearing traditional wedding clothes inside the door. This
The guy has a dark face, a shaggy beard, and a pair of big eyes with a fierce look, just like Zhang Fei or Li Kui on TV.
"Little bastard, what can you do if grandpa comes in?" the evil ghost asked, glaring at Huang Jingming not far away in front of him, with a very disdainful expression, not taking him seriously at all.
"What can I do? I can make you die again."
Huang Jingming grabbed a handful of rice mixed with cinnabar from the table and threw it towards the evil ghost. What does it mean to talk without speculation? Now he doesn't want to waste any nonsense with that evil ghost. He will not say anything if he can do it.
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The rice mixed with cinnabar hit the evil ghost like a firecracker, and the sound continued. However, after the rice was scattered on the ground, the evil ghost who was attacked stood there intact. Not only was it not hurt,
He didn't even have a hole in his clothes.
"This..." Huang Jingming was a little dumbfounded. His ghost-fighting technique had actually failed. This was something he never dared to imagine. He knew that the person in front of him would not be easily subdued, but it shouldn't have no effect at all.
Huang Jingming was dumbfounded, while the family in the house screamed in fright, and Cao Weiguo and his wife blocked their daughter directly behind them.
"Hahaha..." The evil spirit laughed loudly, "You are not good enough to tickle me, but you dare to show it to me, so get out of here and don't delay grandpa's auspicious day. Wait until grandpa gets married."
I'll settle the score with you in the bridal chamber."
The evil ghost walked in recklessly, not paying any attention to Huang Jingming's things.
"Where to go!"
How could Huang Jingming tolerate such neglect? When the opponent just took a step forward, he grabbed a handful of talismans and hit the evil ghost.
"puff……"
When the talisman hit the evil ghost, it spontaneously ignited without fire. The evil ghost hurriedly stopped and slapped the talisman on its body.
Huang Jingming said with a proud look on his face: "You little devil dares to yell at me. Today I will let you know how powerful I am. My talisman is serious..."
Huang Jingming stopped mid-sentence, and the expression on his face was once again replaced by shock. His serious talisman did not really harm the unscrupulous evil ghost in front of him, but only burned his happy clothes.
It was a bit messy, but as for itself, not even a hair was burned.
"Little bastard, you are forcing me to kill you first before I can let go."
The evil spirit was completely enraged and stretched out his hands to grab Huang Jingming.
"ah!"
In a panic, Huang Jingming picked up the dagger in his hand and started to face the enemy, swiping directly at the evil ghost's wrist.
The evil ghost was big enough, but his movements were obviously a bit clumsy. He was a little slow to dodge, and was scratched by Huang Jingming's short-sightedness.
"Gah!"
The evil ghost let out a scream, and a black gas emerged from his wrist and dissipated in the air.
Huang Jingming was overjoyed when he saw this, and continued to slash at the evil ghost with his sword, "It turns out that you are not indestructible. This time you are more powerful than me. See how I can chop you to pieces. How can I chop you to pieces?"
The soul is gone."
The evil spirit seemed to be really afraid of the dagger in Huang Jingming's hand. He didn't dare to actually pick it up. He could only dodge in the palm-sized area of the kitchen, but there were always times when he couldn't dodge and was scratched, and then...
While screaming, a stream of black smoke came out of the wound.
"Asshole, little bastard, I have to cut you into pieces today." The evil spirit was so angry that he wanted to tear this guy in front of him, who was not very harmful but very annoying, to pieces. Unfortunately, every time he pounced on him,
They all have to be beaten once or twice more or less.
After wasting a while and receiving a few more blows, the evil spirit couldn't bear it anymore. He yelled and rushed towards Huang Jingming desperately.
"Gah..."
Huang Jingming swung his sword to block, but the evil ghost acted like a madman and did not evade at all. He directly took the sword with his bare hands.
"ah……"
Along with a burst of black smoke, the evil spirit stopped the dagger with his palm, and with a clasp of his fingers, he directly grabbed the blade, without giving Huang Jingming a chance to withdraw the sword.
"this……"
Huang Jingming was stunned, and before he could think of a countermeasure, he felt a strong force coming from the dagger. Then, unable to resist, his dagger completely left his hand.
"Little bastard, if you don't have this murder weapon by your side, let me see how you can stop me." The evil ghost smiled proudly for a while, threw it away, and suddenly inserted the dagger into the door. This thing he
I don't like it, but I won't leave it to Huang Jingming to deal with him.
"You can't miss the beauty of this beautiful time, little Zamao. We'll settle the score later. I'll keep you alive for a little while longer."
With that said, the evil ghost ignored Huang Jingming and walked towards the house inside.
"Asshole, did I let you go? If you want to rob someone, you have to step over my body."
Huang Jingming picked up a talisman and raised it above his head, then reached into the cinnabar bowl and lit a red dot between his eyebrows, then raised his foot and stamped the ground vigorously, muttering something in his mouth.
"Thirty-three days above my head... I would like to invite Lu Dongbin!"
The mantra was not long, only a few sentences. After reciting it, Huang Jingming placed the talisman on the candle, then stamped his foot vigorously, and then his body was startled. When he raised his head again, Huang Jingming's energy and spirit had become complete.
It’s different from just now.
"Asking God? It's just a trick."
The evil ghost was not restrained by Huang Jingming's actions, but directly attacked with his fist.
Huang Jingming moved left and right to block, his movements were obviously much faster than before, and he neutralized the evil ghost's attacks one by one. At the same time, he could counterattack a few times from time to time, hitting the evil ghost and causing some damage to the opponent.
Tan Xuan sat on the threshold, smiled slightly, and muttered: "It's not bad. I also have some real things. Otherwise, I will die with a short blade that I bought from someone who has seen blood."
.But looking at this posture, this room affects his performance, and the effect is over. Tsk tsk..."
Huang Jingming's quick and changeable kung fu couldn't be used in this small kitchen. He could only be seen jumping up and down. Although he had the upper hand, he didn't cause much harm to the evil ghost. Moreover, Tan Xuan opened his mouth.
As if the light was gone, after a while, Huang Jingming's movements became sluggish, gradually losing his advantage, and finally he lay directly on the ground and collapsed.
"Brother! Brother..."
Cao Weiguo in the house was very frightened. Huang Jingming's collapse was the last life-saving straw for his family. Unfortunately, no matter how he took care of him, Huang Jingming never stood up again, and the evil ghost like a black tower
But he stepped over Huang Jingming's body, without killing Huang Jingming's life. It seemed that he was more concerned about Xiao Ni'er, whom he was going to take away tonight.
"I'll fight you."
Cao Weiguo stood at the door with a shotgun in hand. When a person is frightened to a certain extent, he completely forgets his fear. He is not afraid of any evil ghosts now. He just wants to stop the guy in front of him from taking his daughter away.
There was a "bang" gunshot, and Tan Xuan was frightened. Then he saw the evil ghost standing there unharmed, but the altar set up in the kitchen was in a mess, and the glass window was directly broken.
"Hey!" Tan Xuan grinned and quickly stopped Cao Weiguo from loading ammunition, "Don't stop shooting. He is a ghost, not a human. How can he be afraid of your gun?"
The evil ghost smiled at Cao Weiguo, "Don't worry, I will come and finish you off after your daughter and I enter the bridal chamber. Don't worry, your family will be reunited there soon."
"Little girl, come with me." The evil ghost rushed into the house excitedly, so scared that little Nier in the house screamed and hid behind her mother.
"Why hide? It will be bad if you miss the time. Oh my!"
The evil ghost was drooling and rushed towards Cao's little girl, but as soon as he entered the door, he tripped over a dog and ate its shit.