The Exorcist

Chapter 28: Trouble

The door slammed shut in front of A-Zhan and I. We were both so tired that we lay on the door, unable to say a word except for breathing heavily.

How is this a human job? Especially the two of us who are currently disabled!

But before I could calm down, I felt A Zhan pat my shoulder. I ignored him and he patted me again. I was so annoyed that I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he was the first to ask, "What's the matter?"

"What is it? I want to ask you something else!"

"Then why are you patting me on the shoulder?"

"I didn't pat you, it was obviously you who patted me! It was you on my shoulder -" I stopped talking.

Silence, no one spoke, no one moved.

Something must have happened, and it's best not to move at this time!

Two flashlights were at his feet, and in the interlaced beams of light, the bloodwood sword lay there quietly. All of this is within reach, yet as if it is far away and out of reach.

The silence around us was unusually quiet. Only then did I realize that the three of us juniors had been tossing so fiercely just now, but Uncle Bao had been silent the whole time.

Did something happen? But why?

It stands to reason that this female ghost has lost her inner elixir. No matter how deep her hatred for revenge is, she can't make any trouble. Furthermore, Uncle Bao has been through so many storms and waves and acted cautiously. He looked confident just now. How could he be easily fooled? But the current fact is that the two of us are standing with our backs to the tomb, but the situation behind us is very wrong!

Danger is all around us!

'Well'--

Uncle Bao's voice suddenly came out, but the voice was obviously muffled, as if he was caught by someone and was trying his best to convey to us a cry for help and a warning!

The moment the sound came out, Ah Zhan suddenly squatted down to grab the blood wood sword, but as soon as his fingertips touched the sword, his body suddenly fell backwards, and then hung in the air!

I was startled and instinctively looked around, only to see A Zhan hanging in the air. Because all the flashlights fell on the ground, and the ceiling of the tomb was extremely high, so the light could not reach it, so I couldn’t see A Zhan’s upper body. I could only see his legs struggling desperately, but there was no way to use them, and they were dangling in the air. Dangle away.

All around him and in front of me were clumps of long black hair, which seemed to grow from the top of the tomb. During the time when we were about to close the door, they had quietly grown everywhere. And it is so long that it hangs down to my shoulders, and it automatically swings back and forth in the absence of wind, as if patting my shoulders.

My first reaction was to rush forward and try to grab the Blood Wood Sword, but it was okay that I didn't move. As soon as I moved, the long hair wrapped around my waist as if it had just bent down, and lifted me up in the air!

It wrapped around me so tightly that I couldn't even breathe, and my ribs started to hurt so much that I had no choice but to use my good hand to grab the restraints around my waist to keep my balance. As soon as I touched it, I just felt that it was wet and sticky, and the threads seemed to be moving, which made my heart numb!

I resisted the feeling of vomiting, grabbed the hair hard, and looked around. Sure enough, I saw A Zhan opposite me. Because of our parallel relationship, I finally saw his condition.

He was a little worse off than me, because the long black hair was strangled around his neck, but he stretched out his uninjured hand, raised it to his head and held the top, so that the weight of his body was concentrated on With his own hands, he would not be strangled to death. But despite this, the long black hair did not let go, leaving him unable to take the next step.

I didn't speak, but asked him with my eyes. With the tacit understanding cultivated since childhood, he understood that what I asked was, "Where is Uncle Bao?"

He nodded his chin downward.

I looked down and what came directly into my eyes was the dark coffin!

A lot of things have happened since we entered the tomb. We only know that the lid of the coffin is open, but we haven't had the chance to study what it looks like inside. At this time, we were above, and there was a flashlight hanging on the left side of the coffin, so we could see clearly.

According to Uncle Bao's judgment, as well as the dress and behavior of the female ghost and the accompanying maid, this tomb must be at least more than a hundred years old. But at this time, the apricot silk lining in the coffin was still bright and bright, just like the gorgeous red shroud, as if it had been woven yesterday. The exquisite embroidery on the red dress and the jewels and jades piled near the chest shimmered under the light of the flashlight, as if the brilliance on the silk and jewels were flowing, making people want to touch them.

There was a strange corpse in the coffin. It was said that she was a corpse because she lay motionless inside; it was said that she was strange because there were two hand bones standing there abruptly, and they kept scratching the inner wall of the coffin. The boards on both sides were constantly groping, making a "hissing, hissing" sound, which was extremely harsh!

Also, you can't see her face - because there is a person standing at the head of the coffin, leaning over to look in!

Judging from the man's clothes and figure, he was Uncle Bao.

He was lying on the wall, motionless, as if he was studying the face of the female corpse very carefully, but if he looked carefully, he would find something wrong with it.

His back was very tense, and he was holding on to both sides of the coffin with both hands. It didn't seem like he was holding on to maintain balance, but rather like he was trying to support himself to prevent himself from falling inside!

Also, he didn't speak. Except for the "um" he managed to say, he never said anything. And if you look closely, you will find that he is shaking, as if there is a huge suction force in the coffin, and he is in the coffin. Try your best to pull your body back to get rid of the clamp!

What happened to Uncle Bao? What happened when we weren't paying attention? Did he fall for that female ghost?

Looking at it like that, he seemed to be fighting with the corpse in the coffin. No one could gain the upper hand. They were in a stalemate and confrontation!

I looked at Azhan in horror and saw that he was clenching his teeth and trying hard to lift his broken arm. He didn't know what to do. His face was dripping with sweat, and he was obviously enduring great pain!

Although the situation was urgent, I also knew that he was messing around. No matter how resolute his personality is and how tenacious his will is, the absolute physical trauma will not make his injured arm of much help. If he can't beat the female ghost back, he might become disabled! So I had an idea. Seeing that we were only more than one meter apart, I held back the pain, exerted strength on my waist and abdomen, and swung towards him.

I kicked his feet first to stop him from moving, and then I swayed harder and harder, slowly approaching him. Once, it didn't work, twice, it didn't work, three times, it didn't work, the fourth time, it didn't work, until the fifth time, I finally swung in front of him, so close that I almost hit his face!

I grabbed the top of his demonic hair to stabilize myself, and at the same time put my feet under his feet so that he had a place to put his strength. Because the two of us are about the same height, and after I swung over, my position was a little higher, so he had to curl up a little to do it. This also relies on the tacit understanding we have cultivated through countless fights with people over the years.

This way I could shift his weight onto myself, not letting him hang alive, but also freeing up his good hand so he could do something to turn the situation around. Now we are at an absolute disadvantage. Bao Datong's life and death are uncertain outside. Uncle Bao and the female ghost restrain each other and cannot move. A Zhan and I are being hanged by sausages here!

Azhan thought for a moment, then drew a talisman in the air, stretched out his index finger and middle finger and made a stroke on the strange black hair hanging from him, as if to cut it. However, the thing did not break. Instead, it twisted as if it was in pain, which made me almost let go. So, he had to change a spell and continue the experiment, but still failed.

At that time, he was very poor. He had to think twice before drawing a talisman. Moreover, he tried several times, but it had no effect at all. The tension, pain, and the reaction of the demonic hair that looked like life were getting worse and worse. It was so big that both of us were so tired that we were sweating profusely and breathing heavily, but we still didn't break free from the grip.

"You wait, I'll burn it with fire!" He suddenly said loudly, startling me.

I thought to myself, aren't you looking for bad luck? If the female ghost knew that we were trying to escape, wouldn't she come to tighten control? Then wouldn’t it be even more difficult for us to get rid of it?

"You hold on, I'll go down and get the bloodwood sword and kill this harmful thing!" He ignored my request for him to be silent and continued to speak loudly.

Seeing that he didn't care, I was so anxious that I almost hit my head, but before I hit my head, I suddenly understood A Zhan's intention. After we were attacked, we kept thinking about how to escape, so we subconsciously kept quiet. But if you think about it carefully, this is a psychological blind spot, because Uncle Bao and the female ghost are currently restraining each other, and no one can move. Even if we have a huge quarrel, she can't control us.

Furthermore, as far as the current situation is concerned, Uncle Bao has gradually fallen behind. His head had already penetrated into the coffin, and his two hands on the outside were twisted and deformed by the force. If we speak out at this time, indicating that we will regain our freedom, this will not only be an encouragement to Uncle Bao, but also a blow to the female ghost, and the situation may not be reversed instantly!

"Okay, let me help you!" I responded loudly.

Azhan nodded and continued his 'cutting' experiment, while I struggled to support his weight, talking nonsense and engaging in psychological warfare while paying attention to the situation below.

Below, Uncle Bao's head, which had been plunged into the coffin, was slowly returning to the outside, but his hands were more twisted and his body was shaking harder. He was obviously using his greatest strength to get rid of control. But of course his opponent would not give up easily, so Uncle Bao's actions were like a saw-saw - he was pulled down and pulled back, then up again, and then down again, never being able to leave completely.

"Uncle Bao, come on!" I shouted, feeling extremely anxious and feeling like I was about to collapse. In this case, I would no longer be able to support A Zhan!

There was a "pop" sound, like something spraying out. Before I could see what was going on, I saw Uncle Bao's body flying backwards and hitting the wall behind him. There was blood on the corner of his mouth and he was whirring. Panting, as if suffering a serious internal injury.

But the female ghost in the coffin turned over and sat up, looking up at me at an angle that made us look at each other through the air. I saw that her face had returned to the Japanese kabuki state. It was frighteningly white, and her eyebrows were frighteningly dark. Now it was even covered with red spots. As soon as I saw it, I knew that Uncle Bao had sprayed blood on her face. superior!

Did Uncle Bao use some blood-spraying method to get rid of her, or did she injure Uncle Bao?

I looked at Uncle Bao again with doubts, and saw that his face was pale, no worse than that female ghost, and he seemed so weak that it was difficult to even stand up!

His collar was also open, and when he tried to move, something fell out of his arms and rolled to the corner. A beautiful, white light shone everywhere it went. In the darkness, it flashed across the ground like a piece of silver. It was the inner elixir of the female ghost!

"Go and grab the sun eye, and you must not let her get it!" Uncle Bao struggled for a while, but still didn't stand up. He fell down and sat down again, and could only shout at us.

Before I could say anything, I saw the female ghost suddenly stand up, jump out of the coffin, and chase after the inner elixir. I don't know if she was injured in the fight with Uncle Bao, but she chased him slowly, not very fast.

"Azhan!" I shouted.

"Okay!" Azhan responded, and with his response, I felt the pressure on my body suddenly reduce, and Azhan had jumped steadily to the ground. It turned out that he finally cut off the demon hair at the most critical moment!

The female ghost had already chased Yangyan, and Azhan fell behind her, obviously half a beat too late. So as soon as I saw him running to the door opposite to Yangyan, I knew he wanted to Take the Bloodwood Sword. If he had the Blood Wood Sword in his hand, even if the female ghost took back the inner elixir, he would still have a chance to take advantage of it!

"Yang eyes! We must not let her get her Yang eyes back!" Uncle Bao shouted at the top of his lungs and struggled to get up, obviously extremely anxious. And Ruan Zhan over there also got the Blood Wood Sword and was rushing towards the female ghost quickly!

The female ghost had already chased Yang Yan, and she didn't even bend down to pick it up. She just reached out and grabbed it in the air, and the treasure with a faint silver light was sucked into her palm!

At this time, A Zhan had arrived behind her, and regardless of the situation, he stabbed straight at her with a bloodwood sword the size of a dagger!

"Be careful!" I yelled, fearing that he would risk his life or death.

But I only heard a "chirp" sound in my ears, and my eyes blurred. I saw the female ghost quickly collapsed to the ground like a collapsed building, leaving only a pile of gorgeous clothes!

How is this going? Ah Zhan killed her? Why so fast? !

The sudden change of events made me froze there, forgetting that I was still hanging, and couldn't help but let go of my hand, only to be swung back again!

"I haven't stabbed her yet!" Azhan said, with a sense of surprise in his voice.

"Of course!" Uncle Bao replied, and then let me experience the second surprise - he stood up easily and wiped the blood from his lips, as if he had not been injured at all.

Ah Zhan glanced at Uncle Bao and felt that the matter was planned by his old man. He was a little unhappy, "Although you are an elder, you still need to explain."

"Young man, don't be anxious, listen to me and tell you slowly. Haha!" Uncle Bao said in a good temper, "I don't do it for no reason. You will agree with my approach after listening to it!"

"All ears."

"Hey, get me down first, I'm still hanging on!" I interrupted, reminding them that I, the person who had helped a lot, was still in dire straits.

Ah Zhan looked up at me. There was no need to think or experiment this time. He simply drew the talisman in the void and cut off the demon hair wrapped around my waist. He did not think about the fact that I was a disabled person with broken ribs and wrist bones. There was no excess. Just dropped me from a high place off the ground. Fortunately, I usually like to exercise and my legs are relatively strong. Uncle Bao helped me from the side, otherwise I might have broken another rib.

"It's amazing, you've only used it once, and your abilities have improved so quickly!" Uncle Bao praised A-Zhan.

"Let's go rescue Bao Datong first!" I asked the question with good intentions.

"He is fine." Uncle Bao replied, "We, father and son, have telepathy." He said and turned to look at A Zhan, "You will be the same in the future, and you will have telepathy with the people who are important to you."

"But what is going on?" A Zhan pointed to the ground.

Where his finger pointed, Hongyi suddenly started to squirm!