The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Zhaoling returned to the small building.

As soon as she entered the small building, she heard another bang from above.

"Mrs. Sheng San," she said loudly, "I'm here. Get ready. Once all the soul-suppressing nails are pulled out and the talisman formation is broken, you can leave the small building directly."

"it is good!"

The voice of Madam Sheng San came from above.

She only replied with one word, but her voice was trembling with excitement.

"However," Lu Zhaoling added, "I have to tell you in advance. After you leave the small building, you must wait outside. You will be used by me later. You must help me to eliminate the evil spirits here. If you don't, I will take you back and beat you to death!"

It would be a waste if she didn't use such a big and fierce ghost.

There was silence upstairs.

Lu Zhaoling was not in a hurry and just waited for her answer.

The ghost pool here is powerful. Madam Sheng San has been suppressed by it for decades, so she must be scared of it in her heart and has a long-standing fear.

If she were asked to help fight the evil spirit here again, she would definitely be scared.

But Lu Zhaoling would not give her the chance to refuse.

To get out, you have to pay a price.

Otherwise, since she has no relatives or friends, there would be no need for her to go to so much trouble to release Madam Sheng San.

"Okay, I promise you."

Although Madam Sheng San's voice was trembling violently, she still agreed to Lu Zhaoling's request.

"very good."

Since she agreed, Lu Zhaoling would save herself the trouble of fighting ghosts.

She looked at Zhou Shiyue.

"Ayue, you have to follow me closely. If you hear any sound, don't pay attention to it and don't be confused."

"I know."

Zhou Shiyue held the cloth strip in one hand.

"You don't have to worry about me," he said.

Lu Zhaoling took out the dagger he had lent her before.

Although Zhou Shiyue was already prepared, he couldn't help but be silent when he saw her take out the dagger.

this......

His priceless dagger would one day be used to pry open the soul-suppressing nail.

How to describe his mood at this moment?

"Two..."

He couldn't help but ask, "Don't we have any other handy tools?"

“This works well.”

Lu Zhaoling pulled out the dagger. "It will come out just by prying it open. Don't worry, I will purify it after use. You can use it to cut meat or carrots in the future. Just like my hands, I purify them every time I finish work."

After purification, it is cleaner than washing with water.

But he always asked her to wash her hands. Sometimes she didn't have enough time to find clean water to wash her hands.

"thank you."

Use it to cut meat and radishes?

He's used it to kill people before.

"You're welcome."

Lu Zhaoling winked and smiled at him, then turned and walked towards the threshold.

She had already decided to use this dagger to pry open the Soul-Suppressing Nail, and Zhou Shiyue knew that his objection was futile, so he simply focused his attention on her.

"The first soul-suppressing nail, suppressing the life gate, cuts off the spiritual energy."

As Lu Zhaoling spoke, he stabbed the dagger in his hand into the inside of the threshold, then turned it and pried it open.

Sawdust burst forth.

A black nail was indeed exposed.

There was a strand of hair wrapped around the bottom of the nail, which was creepy just to look at.

Lu Zhaoling threw a fire talisman at the hair, which was burned and a foul smell instantly spread out.

The hair was burnt off, and a muffled groan came from upstairs from Madam Sheng San.

"Master Lu, that is, that is my hair..."

She has a sense of it.

When this strand of hair burned, she felt as if she felt lighter.

Madam Sheng's eyes widened, and she almost shed tears of blood. Who on earth would cut her hair after her death and do such a wicked thing?

She didn't know!

"Well, there's more." Lu Zhaoling said, holding the dagger and prying it out, simply prying the nail out.

Qing Xiao, who was standing outside, suddenly felt a chill coming towards him.

"Swing the sword and strike!"

Yin Yunting shouted loudly.

Qing Xiao subconsciously followed his command and swung his sword fiercely. With a "pop", his sword seemed to have really hit something, causing his palm to feel numb.

The others were also shocked and suddenly perked up.

Lu Zhaoling handed over everything outside to them.

He walked to the wall facing the door and squatted down.

There is also a nail here on the wall.

"The second soul-suppressing nail, with its back against the Yin, raises evil spirits."

She waved the dagger and pried again.

Outside, the talisman formation on the ground shook, and Qingmu also felt a gust of air coming.

"Qingmu, chop!" Yin Yunting shouted.

"Yes!"

Qingmu chopped down quickly.

The air current seemed to be split and then disappeared.

Aoki's knuckles were cracked and blood was spurting out.

His hands were shaking slightly.

That power is too great.

Aoki quickly reminded the others, "Everyone must try their best! That thing is very powerful!"

Everyone nodded at the same time.

Yin Yunting held a wooden hairpin in one hand and a fire talisman in the other, standing at a higher position and looking in all directions.

If anyone can't hold on, he has to fill in immediately.

Fortunately, these people are the guards of King Jin. They are all good at martial arts and have internal strength, so they can withstand it.

If we just find a few ordinary people to come here, they will definitely not be able to handle it.

Yin Yunting suddenly felt that His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin was really useful, not only because of his merits and fortune, but also because of the people under his command.

They all have great faith in the senior sister, are extremely obedient, and have strong abilities.

"The third soul-soothing nail..."

Lu Zhaoling had already walked to a corner of the small building.

"Devouring all directions."

There is one in each of the four corners of the building.

She quickly pried out all four nails.

And a strand of Sheng Sanniang's hair was wrapped around each nail.

Every time a strand of hair was burned, Madam Sheng San felt a crack on the bronze mirror.

Looking at the spider-web-like cracks in front of her, Madam Sheng San's heart was in her throat.

She was so excited, she was so nervous.

Because she felt that she could successfully escape this time!

She has been trapped here for decades. She herself doesn't know how many years it has been. Anyway, it feels very long. She thought she would never be able to get out, but she didn't expect that she would have such a day.

Lu Zhaoling had already walked towards the stairs.

Here on the stairs, there is a nail for every two steps.

It is nailed to the handrail.

Without even looking up, she pried.

This time, Zhou Shiyue, who was behind her, suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest.

His heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to hold it back so as not to interrupt Lu Zhaoling. However, the sharp pain that followed made it impossible for him to hold it back, and he let out a muffled groan through his clenched teeth.

Lu Zhaoling just happened to pry open a nail, and the hair wrapped around it had a hint of purple.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, then pressed her backhand on Zhou Shiyue's chest, just enough to suppress the black air surging from his chest.

"Ayue."

Lu Zhaoling's voice trembled slightly, "This strand of hair is yours."

how come!

Who did it?

There is actually some of Zhou Shiyue’s hair here.

No wonder, no wonder the formation here is so powerful!