Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 30 Nails
The person who came was Cuiyun's sister-in-law.

Fang Changqing was surprised:
"Isn't the lay lady taking care of Dong'er at home? Why did you come here?"

Sister-in-law Cuiyun cried:
"Help me, Taoist priest! Follow me to see Dong'er. About an hour ago, Dong'er suddenly started to cry out in pain, and then the pain got worse and worse, until he was sweating profusely and rolled all over the floor.

Both my mother-in-law and I couldn't hold him down, and we passed out twice due to the pain. "

Fang Changqing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot for a moment, and he didn't leave or stay.

Seeing the emergency, Fang Ling hurriedly said to her father:
"Daddy, go and come back quickly. I'll take a look here first. It's noon now, and with these people here, I think it should be fine."

Fang Changqing looked hesitantly at Fang Ling and then at the crowd, and finally flung his sleeves and quickly walked away with Sister Cuiyun.

A few workers here began to waver when they saw that the priest had left. How could Fang Ling, a teenage girl, persuade these people?

Seeing that some timid people threw away their pickaxes and wanted to leave.

Qin Xianghe only tried his best to support himself. As the master, he naturally spoke with much more weight than a little girl, so some consolation finally managed to keep him.

Fang Ling squeezed to sit next to Qin Xianghe, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said:
"I'm sorry, brother Xianghe, I lied to you yesterday. I took blood to draw a spell. And I got blood that was not ordinary, it was blood essence, the essence of blood. That's why you have been weak and lack of energy.

It was also because I took your essence and blood today that your yang energy was weak, and your yin energy caused what happened just now.

I should have used my own essence and blood, but I'm afraid today..."

"That spell is very powerful?"

Qin Xianghe interrupted and asked.

Fang Ling answered truthfully: "It might be very powerful. It's also my first time to make such a talisman."

"It's good to be strong. If you make me into this half-dead virtue, and the things you make are useless, wait for me to recover and see how I deal with you!"

Seeing that Qin Xianghe was still joking, Fang Ling thought that there was nothing serious, so he was relieved, sniffed his nose and laughed and said:
"Looking at your sick and beautiful appearance, I wonder if you can beat me."

Qin Xianghe scolded with a smile: "See how you have been used to by your father?"

Fang Ling stepped aside giggling.

"I'm not used to it by my father!"

Originally, Fang Ling was going to say that it was her grandfather who spoiled her since she was a child.But he didn't want Qin Xianghe to pick up the words.

"That's right, I'm used to it too. But I'm happy to be used to it."

After Fang Changqing left, the cemetery has been calm.Fang Changqing over there walked quickly and came back quickly, but he held Dong'er in his arms.

Fang Ling was puzzled, but saw Fang Changqing put Dong'er on a pile of hay, and pulled Fang Ling to show her Dong'er's right ear.

Fang Ling was surprised to find that wisps of black air were coming out of Dong'er's right ear, which was clearly the condensed Yin energy.

Fang Changqing whispered to the other party:
"Girl Ling, we may be in big trouble this time. You saw that Qin Xianghe Zhongxie just now. I broke his hand and found that it was cold and stiff, not human-like at all.

And here, just when we were preparing to burn the body, Donger appeared in this situation.

I guess what's in the coffin over there is not a zombie at all, but a ghost corpse.

Zombies have no soul, no intelligence, they only explode and hurt people with a mouthful of resentment.

But this person probably has soul consciousness, and has absorbed the Yin Qi from several miles around, and has already gained spiritual wisdom, maybe he has already turned into a ghost.

Hey, we shouldn't have come here in the first place. "

Fang Ling was also shocked. After all, she was not as thoughtful as his father.Although the matter had just become urgent, she had not had time to tell her father about the red eyes.

At this moment, it is not certain that the one lying in the coffin must be a ghost corpse, but with the current level of Yin Qi, Fang Ling can't help worrying about another thing.

Thinking that the red eyes must be attracted by the leaked yin qi, he just happened to see that he had taken his own blood essence, and Qin Xianghe, who was at a time when his yang qi was deficient, took the risk.

Since the red eyes can be attracted, there is no guarantee that other ghosts will not be attracted.

Although she has been dealing with ghosts since she was a child, few of them are serious and promising.It's difficult to deal with one zombie now, but if there are a few more ghosts, it will be even worse.

Thinking of this, Fang Ling immediately sat cross-legged in meditation, chanted mantras, stretched out his hand after a while, and felt the wind blowing.It was those old ghosts in Qingyuan Mountain, Lao Song and Lao Jia.

Fang Ling quietly explained to the ghosts.He then discussed the next matters with Fang Changqing.

Judging from Dong'er's current condition, the corpse in the pit must have been manipulated.

It would have been fine if he had just checked, but now that Fang Changqing had concluded that what was in front of him was a ghost corpse, how could he do anything?

But time is tight, and it will be even more troublesome if it is after noon.

After thinking about it, Fang Changqing gritted his teeth, stuck a Zhengyang talisman on his shoulder and forehead, and took a piece of cotton cloth to cover his mouth and nose. go.

Just now he jumped into the tomb well, I don't know whether it was because of fear or the influence of Yin Qi, but his legs became stiff as if they had been filled with lead.

Because he was afraid that the corpse would be stained with the anger of the living, he cheated the corpse, and he really didn't have the courage to turn the corpse's head over with his hands, so he took the shovel and turned the corpse's head to the left to expose the right ear.

When I looked closely, I couldn't help my scalp tingling, I saw a rusty iron needle the size of a chopstick protruding from the right ear of the corpse, and black hair seemed to have grown circles on the exposed part.

Fang Changqing endured the fear and nausea, and ordered someone to take two long wooden sticks, with iron needles on one end like chopsticks, ready to pull them out.There was only a burst of heart-piercing yells, but it was Dong'er who woke up from the pain.

Fang Changqing hurriedly stopped his movements, it seemed that the matter was already obvious.

After being buried that day, the Taoist priest must have nailed an iron needle into the right ear of the corpse, resulting in the tragic death of two people from the Qin family.

Now that I think about it, they should all have pain in their ears at first, because they are adults, and they can bear it. By the time the pain reaches the bone marrow, it has already reached the brain.

Dong'er was a child and couldn't help but feel pain, so she discovered it at the beginning.It was along the painful part of his ear that he found the iron needle.

Now that the iron needle has some kind of relationship with Dong'er, if it is taken out by force, Dong'er may die immediately, and the original plan to burn it with fire may not succeed.

Fang Changqing came up and told Fang Ling all these speculations. The only solution for now was to find a way to break the connection between Dong'er and the iron needle.

It's just that Fang Changqing has always been only good at divination and reading, and is not good at exorcising evil spirits.

And Fang Ling is a veritable half-baby, who only knows a few single techniques, and has not systematically studied the principles of aisle techniques.I can't make up my mind about this complicated situation for a while.

When he hesitated, it was Fang Changqing who was older and more thoughtful.

“It’s almost past noon, and the weather is short in winter. This body must not be exposed alone in the wild after dark.

Not to mention the possibility of attracting countless ghosts and ghosts, if he accidentally escaped by pretending to be a corpse, not only would there be endless troubles, but the entire town would also suffer.

In my opinion, we might as well carry the corpse to Yizhuang, so we can take the opportunity to arrange some formations, and I will draw some spells on the coffin to dissipate the yin energy.

This can be regarded as preparation, even if he picks up the corpse at that time, it doesn't mean that he can run away.

If he can't think of a solution tomorrow, he can only set it on fire. As for Dong'er, it can only be his fate. "

Fang Ling looked at Dong'er's young round face. The naughty and lively look when he first saw it was gone, leaving only a pale and sick look that made people sigh.

Life originally had a lot of time to grow and squander, but now it seems that one step forward will come to an end.

Thinking of death, Fang Ling seemed to have grasped something suddenly, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up: Since this forbidden curse vowed to kill Dong'er, what's the point of letting him die once?
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