My real strength is not the opponent of blood grievance fierce ghost.
In the nine categories of funeral rituals, there aren't many methods for dealing with ghosts.
However, I am not without any preemptive measures.
Before in the villa, it was I who mistook the ghost without skin for my mother and thus perceived her with a ten-fingered heart.
The result was a big loss!
After rescuing Tang Chianqian, I further angered that blood grievance fierce ghost.
This led to the situation of passively taking hits.
The ghost was sleeping just a moment ago, just like Old Gong. My first move was a peach wood spike, soaked in the blood of an elderly woman, which, once it is driven into the ghost's body, is enough to disperse her once!
Of course, it's only in this current situation that I can succeed!
The blood grievance fierce ghost, once alert, will not stand still and allow me to perform.
In that moment, the ghost surged through the window, about to pounce right onto my forehead!
Spikes soaked in the blood of an elderly woman like this one should have dispersed her immediately!
A shiver ran through my heart, and a mouthful of blood shot out, splattering her face.
Thud! In the muffled sound, she dispersed into a cloud of gray mist.
The wails of agony lingered around my ears...
Click, the peach wood spike fell to the ground...
I picked up the peach wood spike, and its original deep yellow became extremely pale, with coins permeated with speckled rust.
Old Gong on the bed struggled hard, and his head rolled gurgling towards the floor of the bed.
I leaped into the window, landing on the bed, then jumped down to the ground, stepping on Old Gong's head with my foot!
He let out a similar scream, chattering nervously, "I'm... I'm..."
I was ready to shoot the peachwood spike in my hand!
Old Gong let out another terrifying scream: "Help you! I'm helping you! I'm really helping you!"
In that instant, my eyes were filled with uncertainty.
By my side, there came an extremely malevolent and fierce gaze!
A glance to the side revealed a cloud of gray mist condensing beside me. The mist was struggling ceaselessly, gradually forming the silhouette of a woman!
My scalp went numb. The malevolent aura of Qijia Village is indeed heavy. Even after being hit by such a heavy peachwood spike, she's almost back to life!?!
"Where is she?" I didn't let the peachwood spike fly down, lowering my voice to a whisper and questioning Old Gong!
Old Gong and the ghost can scream; they are ghosts.
Many people in this deep village often eat ghosts, and the sound is not strange at all.
If my movements were too loud, it would be difficult to cover up!
I don't want to be attacked by a group of blood grievous ghosts.
"In... in..."
"I can't kill you, but I can make you unable to wake up again soon, only to become a ghost!"
My words carried a very strong threat.
"In the stack of firewood in the house across!" Old Gong screamed again.
I turned abruptly and kicked open the door of this room.
The living room was dimly lit, and there was indeed another door on the other side. I walked straight over and kicked the door open again.
What I saw in front of me was a kitchen.
A mud stove, a large iron pot, and several jars.
The east wall was piled with a large amount of dried firewood, among which there was a female corpse.
The female corpse was so dry that she was left with only skin and bones. A quick glance would still recognize her as the ghost from just now.
Her clothes were torn in pieces. A quick glance revealed that she seemed to have been sexually assaulted and died.
A continuous stream of gray mist was seeping out of the female corpse.
The gray mist beside me was condensing even faster. The ghost was about to recover!
Without hesitation, I directly hit the peachwood spike on the top of the female corpse's head!
The spike pierced straight in, the copper coins sealing it firmly on top of her head!
The speed at which the corpse's gray gas dissipated slowed down. The gray gas beside me also appeared extremely painful, and it dissipated even more.
Next, I quickly took out a string of vermilion beads and strung the copper coins onto it.
With a "poof" sound, I spat a mouthful of blood from the tip of my tongue onto the string, and then quickly wrapped the vermilion string around her neck!
In that instant, the vermilion string locked tight, and copper coins were pressed one by one against the female corpse's neck!
Bloody droplets were constantly being sucked in by the copper coins.
The ghostly figure that had condensed into more than half beside me collapsed completely...
I only felt a continuous sense of coldness, as if a woman was screaming, crying, and trying to tear my head apart in my head!
My breathing was extremely heavy. I licked my tongue to wipe away the blood on my lips, maintaining my breath holding and concentration!
The screams and cries became fainter, gradually calming down...
When using the lock-soul method on Old Gong, I didn't feel any backlash.
However, when using it on this blood grievance fierce ghost, the backlash was quite difficult to endure.
Luckily... I can still bear it...
The sound of gurgling suddenly occurs in my ear.
My eyes instantly narrowed, and I turned around out of the kitchen, closing the door behind me without any hesitation.
The door to the hall was slightly ajar.
I didn't open this door before.
I pulled the door open and saw a wrinkled head trying to roll out of the yard.
Old Gong's escape was possible due to the mysterious nature of the B-class evil prison in Qijia Village, but the more important reason was the paper figure.
Without a paper figure as his body, he would just roll like a ball.
The moonlight shone on Old Gong's head. His wrinkled face was both stubborn and terribly afraid.
The next moment, he saw me and stopped after a shudder.
"I... came out to get some fresh air..." Old Gong's voice was even drier and more fearful.
I walked straight out of the living room. Meanwhile, I heard a faint click sound, another footstep approaching...
Instantly, I became extremely alert.
In that moment, I stepped on Old Gong's mouth with one foot!
Old Gong struggled with a low cry, but his struggle was limited to head movements. Without a body, there was no more power to exert.
At the gate of the fence courtyard, a person stopped under a white, ghostly lantern.
The person was of short stature, not over 1.6 meters tall, with a melon-like appearance and squinted eyes.
He looked at Old Gong under my foot and licked his lips.
In his blood-red eyes, greed was evident.
Old Gong's fear was even greater, and gray sweat droplets fell like rain.
My heart sank even more, as if I had fallen into a valley.
However, I did not show any sign of fear; instead, I looked at the short "person" with greed and desire in my eyes, licking my lips.
I lifted my leg and kicked hard behind me, causing Old Gong's head to roll towards the living room on the other side.
I took a step, and walked straight towards the person!
At the same time, I said softly, "You have all your limbs, you're stronger than him."
The greed in that person's eyes disappeared instantly.
Suddenly turning around, he stood on tiptoes, swaying as he dashed away into the distance!
I stopped in my tracks, stopping at the courtyard gate, not pursuing any further.
My heart almost popped out of my throat!
This cursed Qijia Village, with not many ghosts, yet they seem to be everywhere.
Apart from the old woman's white-hearted ghost, the lowest-level ghosts are blood grievous fierce ghosts.
We must find Ao Hongying as soon as possible. This place is too dangerous and not suitable for staying long!
I turned around and went back to the threshold of the living room. I grabbed Old Gong's head and stuffed it into the night pot.
Closing the door with a bang, I placed Old Gong's night pot on the table in the living room.
In a flash, Old Gong crawled out of the night pot. He twisted his eyeballs up and down, trying to hide his fear in his eyes.
"I'll help you, I'll help you, I truly will help you!"
His tone was extremely flattering, yet it still carried a hint of cunning.
