So Ding Fan carefully drew a simple talisman on his bellyband. As a result, he saw a bright light and he was lucky enough to succeed!
He was too focused and forgot about Wu Yahuan, until Ding Fan heard a slight breathing sound, turned around and laughed, Wu Yahuan actually fell asleep again!
"Sister Huan, you can open your eyes now," Ding Fan said.
Wu Yahuan bravely opened his eyes, but did not see the ghost. He wondered: "Xiaofan, why didn't you see the ghost?"
"Just thinking, you think there are ghosts everywhere!" Ding Fan was almost amused.
"Something's wrong, why did I see the mist? It's like wisps of mist."
"That's the natural breath of space. You won't be able to see it after about twenty-four hours," Ding Fan said.
"It's really exciting! That coffin wood has a gray aura and goes around."
"That's Yin Qi. This piece of wood is a good thing. When the practice is over, I want to keep it."
"Oh, your courage is second to none!" Wu Yahuan really admired him. There was a piece of painting on the bedroom wall, and now there was a coffin wood. If it were an ordinary person, he would be frightened.
"It's time to start work!"
Ding Fan picked up the mahogany sword and compared it a few times in the air. He showed a decent martial arts move. Wu Yahuan smiled and said: "Xiaofan, are you still missing something?"
"What is it? Did I forget it?" Ding Fan thought.
"I'm missing a robe!"
"Haha, we are a new era magician, we don't like that." Ding Fan laughed, deliberately acting very relaxed, and also wanted Wu Yahuan not to be too stressed.
He found disposable gloves and asked Wu Yahuan to put them on. Ding Fan hung the red bellyband on the coffin wood and asked Wu Yahuan to hold it. Taking a deep breath, Wu Yahuan took it and immediately saw the so-called Yin Qi still lingering on his hand.
, I screamed twice in fright, and almost threw it away again.
"Sister Huan, don't be afraid. I have everything with you and you will have no worries." Ding Fan said.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" As he spoke, Wu Yahuan's beautiful forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and she said in a trembling voice, "Xiaofan, let's go catch that woman!"
"When you get to the second brother's door, call out the second sister-in-law's name in a low voice. Remember not to hit her with coffin wood, otherwise you will fail completely." Ding Fan instructed.
Wu Yahuan nodded. Before it officially started, he felt his calves trembling a little. He was just pretending to be calm.
"Sister Huan, a ghost like Second Sister-in-law has no attack power. She will never cause any harm to you." Ding Fan emphasized again, fearing that she would panic and make mistakes after being frightened, and all her previous efforts would be wasted.
If the ghost is scared away, she will hide in the villa and never come out. She will have to catch it by force, which will be a big trouble and will definitely arouse Wu Weiqiang's vigilance and strong resistance.
"I'm not afraid!" Wu Yahuan pursed her lips tightly and said firmly.
It was exactly twelve o'clock at midnight, and the two of them turned off the lights and slipped out of the villa. Wu Yahuan took the coffin wood, and Ding Fan took the peach wood sword and quickly arrived in front of Wu Weiqiang's villa.
There were lights in the house, but there was no obstruction. According to Ding Fan's arrangement, Wu Yahuan stood ten meters away from the villa door, holding the coffin wood in his hand, and softly shouted: "Bian Meng Cai!"
Wu Yahuan's eyes were fixed on the door of the villa. Suddenly, she saw a gray breath floating out from the crack of the door. Suddenly, the hairs on her body stood up. If Ding Fan hadn't repeatedly warned her, she would have really wanted to
The coffin wood was smashed hard.
The gray aura floated in front of me and gradually transformed into a human form. It was undoubtedly Bian Mengcai, and she was wearing a simple dress.
At this moment, Wu Yahuan felt like his breathing had stopped. For the first time in his life, he saw a ghost, and it was so real. At this moment, there was no need to talk about attacking, because he couldn't move his arms!
Whoosh!
Ding Fan took out the ghost-binding talisman and stuck it on the gray shadow. It was very strange. The talisman was hanging in the air. The ghost began to change its shape. He tried hard to get rid of it, but it was in vain!
"Sister Huan, don't stand there stupidly. Go home quickly." Ding Fan urged.
Wu Yahuan woke up from a dream and quickly turned around and left. The coffin wood and red bellyband were to guide the ghost of Bian Mengcai. This was not enough. Ding Fan used the peach wood sword and waved it behind him to force the ghost to move forward.
"Xiao Fan, she is behind me, I, I can feel it." The cold air on the back of Wu Yahuan's neck made her so frightened that she did not dare to look back, and her voice became thin and shrill.
"Shh!" Ding Fan stopped her in a low voice, "That's because I'm behind you, you can't feel her, so speed up your pace."
No need to rush, Wu Yahuan also changed to a trot, and Ding Fan had no choice but to run along. Wu Yahuan opened the door of the villa in a panic, and intuitively a gray shadow flashed before his eyes, and the second sister-in-law, who turned into a shadow, had already flown to the incense burner.
After winning the first battle, Ding Fan was in a good mood and quickly closed the door of the villa. Wu Yahuan immediately took her arm, her body was shaking violently, and asked in a trembling voice: "Xiao Fan, what else do I want to do?"
"Okay, turn on the light and you won't be able to see her," Ding Fan said.
"Then can you see it?"
"I can't see it either, I can only feel it."
"Then I'd better not turn on the lights. I can get used to it." Wu Yahuan kept taking deep breaths to eliminate the fear in his heart.
Bian Mengcai's ghost, standing next to the burning sandalwood, made an inhalation motion, so that the direction of the fragrant mist changed slightly.
Wu Yahuan asked confusedly: "What is she doing?"
"She is very weak and needs the nourishment of incense mist. Fortunately, the second brother did not burn incense and pray. Otherwise, she might be very strong and it would take a lot of effort to catch her by force." Ding Fan explained.
"Second sister-in-law!"
Wu Yahuan shouted softly, but Bian Mengcai's ghost had no reaction. Ding Fan said: "Actually, she can only hear her own name, can't see you, and can't understand other words. She can only feel the presence of her second brother.
, because the second brother is also trying to feel her, which is caused by the long-term tacit understanding between the two."
"Second sister-in-law!" Wu Yahuan took courage and shouted again.
Suddenly, Bian Mengcai looked over, and Wu Yahuan was so frightened that she lost her soul, and said with a pale face, "She, she heard it!"
"No, it's just a coincidence." Ding Fan comforted softly. In order to reassure Wu Yahuan, he called Second Sister-in-law twice, but there was no response.
"Bian Mengcai!" Wu Yahuan gained the confidence and boldly called out her name.
Sure enough, Bian Mengcai's ghost reacted, as if looking around blankly. As the saying goes, habits become natural, and gradually, Wu Yahuan didn't feel so scared anymore.
Wu Yahuan took out his mobile phone and took a picture. It was all black and there was nothing!
Ding Fan came to the sand table and wrote some weird symbols on it, which actually attracted the ghost of Bian Mengcai, who came closer and seemed to be looking down.
"What is it written?" Wu Yahuan asked.
"A special kind of writing, called spiritual writing, she can understand." Ding Fan explained simply.
After a moment, the hanging peach wood needle suddenly began to vibrate gently. Ding Fan quickly erased all the spiritual inscriptions on the sand table and stared at the sand table.