dead child, ghost carrying coffin

After hearing what the deaf mother-in-law said, Hua Jiunan did not hesitate:

Immediately put on the "long shirt" given to him by Zhou Laodao, and pick up the compass, small mahogany sword and copper coin sword.

Chen Daji carried the blood-colored longbow on his back, and put his newly made large slingshot into his trouser pocket.

"Baye Chang, come with me, let's catch ghosts together!"

"Hey, where's Eighth Master?"

"Didn't you still eat instant noodles here?"

"Why did you disappear in the blink of an eye? Could it be that you had a bad stomach and diarrhea?"

Chen Daji rolled his hands into the shape of a trumpet and shouted loudly:

"Baye, where are you, Baye?"

After shouting for a while, Baye Chang's helpless voice came from the side room.

"Who, what is the name of the ghost in the middle of the night?!"

"Don't let people have a good rest!"

"It's not good even if it makes noise to the neighbors!"

Everyone looked at each other with a black line.

Chen Dage is an expert in handling Chang Baye.

"Baye, you fell asleep, that's really a pity."

"If you don't participate in the collective 'entertainment' project, your meritorious service will be deducted."

"If you deduct too much, not only will you not be able to replace it with the secret technique of peace, but you will even have to spit out the pills you swallowed!"

As soon as Chen Dage finished speaking, a gust of wind blew in, and Ba Ye Chang was already coiled up in the middle of the yard with his head held high.

On the thick tail, there is still an unfinished half pot of instant noodles.

Chang Baye looked at the crowd solemnly.

"Didn't you say to catch ghosts?"

"Hurry up, why are you dawdling?!"

"If I go late and the dirty things hurt the neighbors, my heart will be hurt by the eighth master!"

While speaking, the deaf mother-in-law also took out magic tools such as the fairy rope and the big seal.

With a head of silver hair and a walking stick with a dragon's head, she looks very much like She (she, two voices) Saihua in the Yang family, the old lady She.

The old man looked at Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji, who were full of fighting spirit, and their eyes were full of love.

"Okay, okay, you are all good grandsons of grandma."

"Let's go, let's fight for the people with grandma!"

Hua Jiunan hesitated for a moment, but he still tried to persuade:

"Grandma, don't go, just rest at home."

"It is enough for Master Zen to take me and Daji when you are free."

The old monk Kongchan also spoke.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Female Bodhisattva, Nine Difficulties is right, you just rest at home."

"The matter of the coffin shop is left to the little monk and the two little friends."

The reason why the two of them talked to persuade was because Grandma Long was really old and her physical condition was not as good as before.

The second is because most of the skills of the disciples who go out on horseback are in the immortal family they invite.

Now Chang Huaiyuan, Grandma Mai, and the others are all practicing behind closed doors, and the only immortal who can invite Chang Baye...?

Grandma Long looked at Hua Jiunan and the others with deep concern in her eyes, she nodded in agreement after a little hesitation.

"Hey, that's fine."

"The old lady won't hold you back."

"But wait, grandma, I have other means to help you!"

After the old man finished speaking, he ordered Hua Jiunan to go into the house and take out the black paper, pen and ink.

With the help of Hu Fei'er, after a short while, four paper figurines riding tall horses and holding big knives were made.

The deaf mother-in-law picked up the brush and said to Chen Dage:

"Second grandson, grandma needs your pure Yang blood to enlighten them."

"Good grandma!" Without hesitation, Chen Dage punched his own nose with a bang.

Blood flowed instantly.

This set of movements, Chen Daji's smooth and smooth execution, is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.

Chen Fu stamped his feet in distress one after another, and sighed:

"This unlucky boy, why does he have to learn Qishangquan..."

Fearing that there would not be enough blood, Chen Daji squeezed his own nasal cavity.

Then held it in both hands, and sent it to the deaf mother-in-law with a smirk on her face.

"Grandma, here."

"If it's not enough, you can just say it. At worst, I'll beat myself up again."

The deaf mother-in-law was stunned and asked distressedly:

"Good grandson, in the past, you got all the injuries on your face like this?"

Chen Dage nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, grandma, I hammered my nose, and I have gained experience."

"Let me tell you, I squeezed lightly, and the blood that came out was enough to stain fifty small stones."

"With a little more effort, the blood spurted out could stain seventy small stones."

"If I push harder..."

Hearing this, Chen Fu, who felt sorry for his son, finally couldn't bear it anymore and cursed loudly.

"Little bastard, how hard do you want to go?"

"If you continue like this, you don't need dirty things to harm you, you can hammer yourself to death!"

The deaf mother-in-law sighed, although she felt sorry for Chen Daji, but the hammer was hammered, blood can't be wasted, right?

So I took a brush and dipped it all over, and painted various mysterious symbols on the tied paper figurines.

This special symbol is simple and desolate.

Different from Taoist talismans and Buddhist scriptures, it is completely self-contained.

If you have to classify it, it should belong to a branch of ancient witchcraft in China.

While drawing, the deaf mother-in-law hummed a strange syllable that no one could understand.

"Hum Nijiyeduoba, Naedo Yala, Shukongga, so, Nayedo Yazared."

"Lugu, what's up Lucy, Tilato!"

With the humming of the deaf mother-in-law, the surrounding wind is filled with gloom and gloom.

Various voices came from all directions at the same time.

Crying, laughing, cursing, roaring, and so on.