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The fluctuation of the alienated object, on him?

Li Ang moved his position slightly, and the upside-down Mosi was still pointing at Huai Rui's direction, and was tracking in real time.

Means, the alienated substance is in his body? Or, he himself is an alien.

Li Ang paused. When he went out, he also brought the protective talisman that could be activated manually, so he could take a little risk.

Then, follow up and have a look.

The moss stretched and spread like a caterpillar covered with barbs, penetrated into the gaps between the tiles, supported on the beams, and carried Li Ang to crawl silently on the roof.

A burly man called Brother Wei went to guard the courtyard,

The little dwarf called Grandson waited in the hall,

There are two strangers left,

The scholar and the hunched old man were brought by Huai Rui to Mrs. Huai's bedroom.

The old lady had already fallen asleep, and the scholar stepped forward to check on her condition.

"There are indeed bruises on the hands and feet, and some parallel scars that look like scratches from fingernails"

The scholar pondered, took out a few talismans from his arms, and solemnly pasted them on the bottom, foot, head and top of the bed,

And next to the old lady's quilt, there were some jade stones carved into animal shapes.

"Huai Langzhong."

The hunchbacked old man known as Mr. Zhuang looked around the room and asked, "Who taught you these decorations?"

In the corner of Mrs. Huai's bedroom, there are many things.

Peachwood swords, portraits of door gods, tortoise shells, bronze mirrors, etc., are all things to ward off evil spirits.

"It was taught by my acquaintance in the Zhenfu Department."

Huai Rui replied, "I heard that it is some kind of formation to expel evil spirits and stabilize the house, but I don't understand it, so I placed it according to the order.

Your Excellency, is this helpful? "

"Whether it is useful or not depends on what kind of weirdness it is. Most of the formations in the world are just the right medicine. If the symptoms are not right, the formations will not have any effect."

Mr. Zhuang glanced around, and suddenly stopped on a brocade box.

The brocade box was in the shape of a square, quietly placed in the corner of the room, the surface was decorated with delicate jade silk,

At the opening of the box, a piece of bone in the shape of "B" is tied with a ribbon.

"Tiger Might?"

Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised. Tiger prestige is a bone occasionally found on some tigers, such as the character B, one inch long, in the skin on both sides of the ribs, and also at the end of the tail.

In Chang'an ghost market, it can be sold for about a thousand guan.

Mr. Zhuang asked, "What's in this box?"

"A few years ago, a gift from an overseas businessman friend was said to be a fluke specimen obtained from the endless sea, which can suppress evil things."

Huai Rui stepped forward to pick up the brocade box, removed Hu Wei from the ribbon, opened the box, and inside was a small humanoid specimen one foot long.

The body surface is sallow, covered with scales, and the skin and flesh are dry, tightly attached to the lean bones.

"A fluke man"

The scholar's eyes lit up, "It is said in "Liezi·Tang Wen" that there is a country of Yanjiu, which is 400,000 miles east of Zhongzhou, and the length of a person is one foot and five inches. It is a legendary dwarf country."

"Fake."

Mr. Zhuang interrupted: "The skin on the body surface is the skin of snakehead fish.

This bone was that of a small monkey, and there were still some bones at the base of the tail that were not completely broken.

I have seen this thing in Lingnan, and many charlatans use it to bluff and deceive.

Some say it is a mandrill cub specimen, and some say it is a water monkey specimen, which is specially designed to trick fools and foolish women to come to watch and earn money.

Huai Langzhong, you were fooled by that sea merchant friend.

Secondly, even if it is true, putting a human wax specimen in a house will definitely not achieve the effect of a town house. Just close the box. "

"oh oh."

Huai Rui quickly tied Huwei to the box again, and whispered to himself: "Okay, Zhong Er, I treat you as a friend, but you lied to me with the monkey bone"

"Ahhh!!"

The screams interrupted Huai Rui's soliloquy,

The expressions of the scholar and old man Zhuang in the bedroom changed suddenly. It was the voice of the burly and strong man among the four of them.

Boom!

Old man Zhuang slapped open the wooden door, took his crutches and threw a pestle on the ground, his hunched body shot out like a sharp arrow, and ran towards the courtyard.

Someone is faster than him.

The dwarf surnamed Sun who stayed in the lobby, leaning against the ground, rushed to the courtyard like an electric shot.

In the courtyard, the burly man was lying on the ground, his left arm sank into the soil, as if he was being grabbed by something underground.

The dwarf surnamed Sun's scalp tingled for a while, but he still untied the soft sword disguised as a belt from his waist,

With a flick of the soft sword, it pierced deep into the soil.

Zheng——

The sound of gold and iron interlacing resounded through the courtyard, and the soft sword seemed to have stabbed something.

Crash.

The force from the ground pulling the burly man suddenly loosened,

The strong man leaned back, the entire left arm was broken from the elbow, and the arm below the elbow disappeared, as if it was forcibly ripped away by something underground.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Even a burly man who had experienced strong winds and waves couldn't bear the pain of breaking his hand. He lay on his back on the ground, clutching his broken elbow, and howling mournfully.

"Don't lie down! Go!"

The dwarf and the rushing old man Zhuang reminded in unison, but it was still too late.

A dark-colored palm suddenly protruded from the ground, grabbed the ankles of both feet of the burly man, and dragged his lower body into the ground.

"Demon dare!!"

A gleam flashed in Zhuang's eyes, and he suddenly threw out the crutch in his hand.

The crutch split and disintegrated in the air, turning into several handleless wooden swords, spinning rapidly and piercing the ground.

bang bang bang!

Where the wooden sword pierced, the ground of the courtyard burst slightly,

A burst of sharp laughter resounded from the depths of the ground, and disappeared in the corner of the courtyard in an instant.

The demon seemed to have left, but the burly man. His lower body from the waist down disappeared, and he was already dead.

"."

Old man Zhuang gritted his teeth, looked at the corpse of his companion,

The dwarf whispered in disbelief: "Brother Wei is a peak Houtian warrior, and he is only one step away from being promoted to Xiantian, which is equivalent to Xunyun.

Just so dead? "

"That evil spirit is too powerful. I can't handle this job, let's go."

Mr. Zhuang made a decisive decision, stepped on the ground, and jumped up, but suddenly stopped in the air.

There is an invisible wall of dark color around the Huai family mansion.

Even if he raised his wooden sword, he couldn't pierce it.

This invisible wall even extends deep into the ground. It is also not feasible to escape by drilling a hole in the ground.

Seeing that there was no escape, Old Man Zhuang and the dwarf hurried back to the bedroom and shouted to the scholar, "Old Wei is dead.

This evil spirit is at least a third-level alien, and has already formed a ghost domain. "

"Ghost domain?"

Huai Rui, who faintly smelled the bloody smell in the courtyard, was so upset that he asked subconsciously.

"The special ability that can only be possessed by a very small number of aliens will draw people and things related to aliens into a space.

People inside and outside the space cannot see each other and cannot communicate.

Only when the aliens can't stand the consumption, take the initiative to withdraw from the ghost domain,

Or kill the aliens,

Only then can the ghost realm dissipate. "

Mr. Zhuang quickly explained: "It's similar to the ghost hitting the wall in the country legend. Once a living person steps into it, it's very difficult to get out unless it's dawn.

However, the ghost domain is a hundred times more dangerous than a ghost hitting a wall. "

The dwarf said sharply: "This ghost land has rolled in the east side of the mansion, just stuck on the edge of the fence. The ordinary soldiers patrolling the street can't hear us.

Although Zhenfusi and the others have a formation to guard Chang'an, it will take a certain amount of time to realize it. "

"Then what to do?"

With a pale face, Huai Rui turned to look at the old lady on the bed—the latter was still sleeping peacefully and had not been woken up.

"wait!"

Old man Zhuang said decisively: "Sooner or later the Zhen Fusi will find out what's going on here, as long as they come over, the evil spirits will naturally be suppressed.

Owning the aliens in the ghost domain, at least a monk in the cloud patrol realm can be absolutely sure to suppress them.

A few of us practiced not enough. "

Several of them are folk monks. If they drag on and are discovered by the Zhenfu Department, they will inevitably be interrogated, or even blackmailed, and they will work for the Zhenfu Department for a period of time.

But it was much better than the result of being eaten alive by a different kind.

tread.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and a shadow of a man with a dragon head above his head was projected on the paper window of the bedroom, and he walked slowly across the corridor to the door of the bedroom.

The scholar, the old man, and the dwarf, the faces of the three of them changed slightly, and they instinctively resorted to attacking each other.

"I'm here to help."

A low and hoarse voice came from under the mask of the dragon head. Li Ang, who was wearing the mask of the dragon head and night clothes, flashed out of the door, holding an old yellow paper in his hand, and showed it to the old man at the front.

That piece of yellow paper is exactly the [psychic paper] that can reveal people's desires.

Mr. Zhuang focused his eyes, and read in a low voice: "You are also from the ghost market in Kou Zhian's letter of introduction?"

Kou Zhian?

Li Ang, who was under the mask of the dragon head, raised his eyebrows. He heard it when he was eavesdropping on it just now. These four people were introduced by a person surnamed Kou to Huai Rui, a doctor of the Ministry of Finance, to help him solve the problem of the old lady of Huai Mansion. Nightmare syndrome.

It is estimated that Mr. Zhuang felt a little desperate at the moment, and Li Ang hinted that he was here to help,

Let [psychic paper] present this information.

"That's right."

Li Ang took up the conversation, put away the psychic paper, and put it in the night clothes.

"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you in the ghost city before? Why didn't Kou Zhi'an inform you in advance? Where were you just now?"

Holding a soft sword, the dwarf asked sharply, like a cannonball.

"I've been on the roof just now."

Li Ang said calmly: "With the strength of the four of you, you can't even detect my existence, so I naturally have no reason to appear.

As for my name,

You can call me Lu Bu among people, Red Rabbit among horses, high-ranking officials in idioms, rich people in common sayings, successful people who play in the world, enjoyers who are intoxicated with real life, wealthy sons who sing and sing every night, and iron fighters. The Zhumen clan, the creators of all the good things in the world. "

Huai Rui, the scholar and the others were stunned, and Li Ang glanced at the expressions on their faces, and added: "If you really can't remember, you can also call me Betterman, or the leader."