The central room of Old Chen's house was no different from an ordinary house. There was a small door on the left and right that connected to the other two rooms. The door was closed tightly and there were no decorations. It was empty.
The only difference was that thick dark curtains were hung on both sides of the door, leaving only a ray of sunlight through the narrow gap of the door, making the entire room very dim. Because of this, Du Kang didn't notice the existence of this strange woman when he first came in.
"What are you? How dare you possess and injure people in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being recorded in the Book of Life and Death?"
Weiwei looked at the woman coldly. She changed from her usual fierce and adorable manly nature. Her pair of dark green eyes turned into vertical slits. Her hands were behind her back, and she was actually not angry.
This was the first time Du Kang saw Weiwei like this. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "My goodness, her aura is 1.7 meters, she's simply a queen!"
"Mom!"
The boy who had brought Du Kang and Weiwei into the room had also entered the room. When he saw the woman in such a state, he turned pale with fright. He shouted and took out a hemp rope that was as thick as a finger and was about to pounce on her.
"Scram!"
The woman raised her right hand. Du Kang felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes and dodged sideways.
At the same time, he heard a muffled sound behind him. He turned around and saw that the boy had already hit the door. His head drooped down and he fainted. The two doors were also slammed shut by him. In an instant, the room was pitch black. He couldn't even see his fingers in front of him.
"Damn, why can't I open it!"
Du Kang turned around to pull the door. In the end, no matter how hard Du Kang tried, the two doors didn't move at all. "My goodness, is this a ghost movie!"
Du Kang said as he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. He shone it towards Weiwei and found that Weiwei and the strange woman were facing each other. For a long time, neither of them spoke.
"I know you are a ghost messenger, but what can you do to me?
Hahaha … What can you do to this seat?! "
The woman who was originally lying on the reclining chair suddenly straightened her upper body and used her right hand to lift half of her long hair to one side, revealing half of her pale face.
This woman did not look very old. At most, she was in her early forties. She had a dignified appearance and could be considered a middle-aged woman. She still retained her charm, but her face was deathly pale without a trace of blood. Her eyeballs had rolled backward, leaving only the whites of her eyes. Streaks of blood densely covered her face. When the flashlight shone on her face, it flashed with a faint green light, exuding an indescribable evil aura and strangeness.
Hearing the woman's words, Weiwei's heart couldn't help but jump. She knew her identity as a ghost messenger, yet she was still so fearless. Could it be that she had something to do with that matter? Even if she didn't do it, she should know something.
"Xiao Pang, guard the door. If you see something flying out, use your Buddha's Hand to slap it to death!" As Weiwei spoke, she had already secretly thrown out the talisman paper in her hand.
The talisman paper flew in the air and spontaneously combusted without a fire. It burst out a ball of green ghost fire, illuminating the entire room with a wretched green color.
"Hehehe, hehehe, little girl, do you want to burn all the ghost energy in this room?
That's too whimsical. You should stay and accompany this seat. "
As the woman spoke, she had already bounced up from the reclining chair and pounced forward. Her hands were stretched out perfectly straight, and her hands were wrapped in layers of resentment.
"Burning the heart and punishing the evil, exterminating the evil and defending the Dao, as urgent as the law!"
Weiwei made a hand seal and pointed forward. The ghost fire floating in the air suddenly expanded and exploded with a loud bang. A wave of flickering green ghost fire rushed in all directions, directly knocking the woman in the air and causing her to fall on the reclining chair.
With a crack, the reclining chair was smashed into pieces.
"You are actually a Celestial Master!"
The woman looked up at Weiwei in disbelief. Her long hair fluttered without any wind, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of her mouth.
Weiwei did not answer. She took a step forward and raised her hand to pop out a cinnabar from her little fingernail. She scattered the cinnabar in the air with her palm, and her fingers quickly sketched a "chi" character flashed and hit the woman's eyebrows.
"Roar!"
The woman turned over from the ground and jumped up. Using both her hands and feet, she climbed up the wall like a gecko. With two swishes, she reached the roof. Her head hung down and looked at Weiwei, letting out a burst of strange laughter.
"The divine weapon is as urgent as the law, destroy the evil!"
Weiwei looked up at the woman hanging upside down above her head. She made a hand seal, and a brilliant green light rushed out from behind Weiwei.
The woman hanging upside down on the roof suddenly twitched violently, and her head fell down to Weiwei. At the same time, a black gas rushed out of the woman and went straight to the gate.
Seeing the black gas mixed with the freezing ghost air rushing in front of him, Du Kang instinctively took half a step back and wanted to retreat. But thinking of what Weiwei just said, he had to bite his teeth and went up again. "Damn it, I am also a ghost. I am not afraid of you. I will slap you to death!"
Steeling his heart, he raised his Buddha Hand, and as though he was swatting a fly, he swung it in a circle and heavily smashed it into the black gas. A burst of golden light shot out in all directions, and a blood-curdling scream could be heard from within the black gas. A blurry silhouette was thrown out, and when it landed on the ground, it rolled and stood up.
At this time, Weiwei had caught the falling woman and put her flat on the ground. She stuck a Soul Fixing Charm on the golden gate between her eyebrows to prevent the ghost from possessing her again.
Du Kang's attack was successful and he immediately felt confident. He held the Buddha's hand tightly and blocked the door, while Weiwei's pair of small hands held a golden seal and cut off the ghost's retreat. The two of them sandwiched the ghost in the middle, one in front and one behind.
"You are not a human. Why do you help the Taoist Master to catch me!"
The figure turned his head and roared at Du Kang. By now, Du Kang had already become bold. He waved the Buddha's hand at the ghost and sneered, "So what? Today, I will eliminate the evil and protect the Taoist Master. I will subdue you, little ghost!" He said it as pretentiously as possible.
"Hehe, well, then I want to see how you will subdue me!"
The vague figure gradually solidified with the voice, and then Du Kang saw clearly what the person in front of him looked like.
He was dressed in a Qing Dynasty official robe, and the patch on his chest had been dyed purplish black by a large amount of blood. It was impossible to tell what was embroidered on it. This person was tall, but strangely thin. If one were to look at him coldly, he would look like a bamboo pole carrying the official robe.
From the face, he had a huge head, which was nearly twice the size of an ordinary person. His skin was pale, and his eyes were thin and long. He had a wide mouth and cheeks, from the corner of his mouth to the root of his ears. His head was almost cut in half horizontally. When he opened his big mouth, a row of fine white teeth came in and out, which were as sharp as steel awls. There were also many white beetle-like insects crawling out of his throat. They stuck their heads out and shrank twice, and then went back into his nostrils.
It was scary to bleed from the seven apertures. Du Kang, who was looking up at a 45-degree angle, was so scared that he jumped more than a foot high. He felt his legs trembling and his hair standing up.
"Oh my god!
Chu … Sister Chu! "
It was the first time for Du Kang to see such a hardcore ghost. Compared with the one in front of him, Lao Wang was a little fresh.