Who is my upstairs

Chapter 37 Exorcism
When Yang Xiaofan calmed down and turned his head to look behind him, there was only a handful of black hair on the floor behind him, and that hair seemed to be falling from the wall.

"Women...women turned into hair... Xiaofan's house is weird, didn't you notice it when you usually live here?" Fu Yufang found out that Yang Xiaofan was almost killed in the house, and she let go of her guard against Yang Xiaofan in her heart.

Yang Xiaofan shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "Teacher, I'm already homeless."

As for Fu Yufang's statement that a woman turned into hair, she was only half right. The woman in red was most likely turned into hair that fell from the ceiling.

Those hairs seem to have collected a lot of grievances, so they become inexplicably weird.

That's why a woman's hair will turn back when Fu Yufang's mahogany sword is in the middle of her eyebrows.

According to what Fu Yufang said, the mahogany sword on her key ring was consecrated by a monk who begged for alms when she was traveling in Wutai Mountain.

Yang Xiaofan took a small vanity mirror from his bag, hovered his arm in the air, hesitated for a while, and then handed it to Fu Yufang.

Taking the vanity mirror from Yang Xiaofan's hand, Fu Yufang was a little confused at first, so she opened the mirror and took a look at her face.

When Fu Yufang saw her own appearance in the mirror, her complexion suddenly changed.

She was almost disgusted by her appearance, and immediately closed the vanity mirror, but as long as she thought of maggots eating the wound on her face, her scalp would feel numb.

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with me? Xiaofan..." Fu Yufang stretched out her hand to remove the maggots from her face, but her hand was hanging in the air. She really couldn't hold back her nausea to remove these horrible little bugs.

"When I was young, my mother told me that when people shed blood and tears, it may be due to evil. Teacher, you can apply some bamboo salt toothpaste on the wound, and then put a little bit in your mouth, it should be fine." The bamboo salt toothpaste in Yang Xiaofan's hand Pass it to Fu Yufang.

Fu Yufang hesitated before taking the toothpaste. This was the first time she had heard that bamboo salt toothpaste could ward off evil spirits.

After looking at the bamboo salt toothpaste in her hand for a while, Fu Yufang remembered that just now Yang Xiaofan was strangled to death by a female ghost, and she still refused to let go of the toothpaste in her hand.

I couldn't help feeling a little moved in my heart, and my worries and vigilance towards Yang Xiaofan also relaxed a lot. .

"Does bamboo salt toothpaste really work? How did I hear that glutinous rice and dog blood can exorcise evil spirits? It seems that wormwood can also work?" Fu Yufang opened the cap of bamboo salt toothpaste and sniffed it. The coolness of the toothpaste entered the nose. It smells good.

Embarrassment flashed across Yang Xiaofan's face, and he said, "I can't find these things, so I'll replace them with bamboo salt toothpaste."

After finishing speaking, Yang Xiaofan took tweezers from the medicine box, and took the maggots out of Fu Yufang's wound one by one, and put them on the napkin.

After removing the gauze that had been bitten by maggots on Fu Yufang's face, there was a rotten smell.Yang Xiaofan held his breath and took off the entire gauze.

I don't know if I don't take it off, and I'm shocked when I take it off.

There were countless tiny black bugs crawling inside the gauze, and those bugs seemed to be the juvenile stage of maggots, crawling densely.

It wasn't just that Yang Xiaofan's panic phobia broke out after seeing so many black lacquered bugs before crawling. Fu Yufang almost didn't spit it out after seeing it herself.

Fu Yufang covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom. She vomited out the contents of her stomach, including gastric juice, until she vomited out all the bile.

Fu Yufang reluctantly gave up. Standing in front of the toilet, Fu Yufang thought she was wrong, and the things she vomited were also full of maggots.

She felt that she was really going crazy, her body trembled, and she fell limply in front of the toilet.

Yang Xiaofan remained calm, threw the maggots in the gauze and napkin into the toilet and flushed them down the sewer.

Only then did I turn around and get the iodine, and squat next to the toilet to clean Fu Yufang's wound. Although she was not sure about the carrion on Fu Yufang's face, and she couldn't cut it off, it was always right to clean and disinfect.

After the wound was cleaned with iodine, dark red blood was still flowing, and the edges of the wound almost turned into a terrifying black color, and the flesh around the wound seemed to have turned into rotten flesh.

Squeeze out a little toothpaste from the toothpaste tube, Yang Xiaofan spread it evenly with a cotton swab.

The moment the toothpaste touched the wound, Fu Yufang also shed tears of blood. These blood tears became lighter and clearer, and finally turned into ordinary tears.

The blood in Fu Yufang's eyes also decreased little by little. Although it hadn't fully recovered, it was no longer as red as blood just now.

"Teacher, put a mouthful of toothpaste in your mouth. Don't swallow it, don't spit it out, and don't talk casually. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you can spit it out." Yang Xiaofan said about exorcising evil spirits and avoiding ghosts. She really doesn't know anything, and now she can be regarded as quick-witted, trying desperately to remember some methods her mother told her when she was a child.

Reflexively, Fu Yufang held up the vanity mirror. In the mirror, her wound was covered with a layer of white toothpaste, and the bloodshot eyeballs were significantly reduced.

Obviously, Yang Xiaofan's method of using bamboo salt toothpaste to get rid of evil is effective.

Nodding her head, Fu Yufang opened her mouth and squeezed some toothpaste into her mouth.

Holding the toilet to get up, Fu Yufang's calf was numb and almost fell to the ground, Yang Xiaofan quickly helped Fu Yufang to sit on the bed.

The tormented spirits of the two were fragile, and they fell asleep with the lights on.

The next day, the sun was unexpectedly good.

When Yang Xiaofan woke up, Fu Yufang had already spit out the toothpaste in her mouth, and stood on the balcony looking at the opposite mountain.

In the lush green area on the mountain opposite the balcony, there are several conspicuous white dots, these whites are the tombs built on the mountain in recent years.

Fu Yufang heard the movement behind Yang Xiaofan after getting up, turned around and leaned against the guardrail of the balcony, and said, "Xiaofan, this house is really weird, why don't you go to the teacher's house for a squeeze."

"Is this... convenient?" Yang Xiaofan asked hesitantly, although she was afraid of what happened in Li's ancestral house, deep down she still wanted to find out why this house would become like this.

If she doesn't find out the truth, she will be haunted by nightmares for the rest of her life. She would rather go all out and stay in the house to find out the truth.

Think about it, there are only two small bedrooms in my home, one for her husband and one for her children, there is really no room for Yang Xiaofan to live in.

Fu Yufang clenched her fists depressedly, looked at the grave opposite, and said quietly, "Xiaofan, teacher... teacher... I really hope you can move here. It's just... maybe I will wrong you to live on the sofa."

Living in Fu Yufang's house is more than a troublesome thing to live on the sofa. The three of them have their own living habits. Suddenly there is another person in the living room, and it is somewhat inconvenient to sleep on the sofa.

"Teacher, I think, I'd better stay here, I can't disturb your life." Yang Xiaofan also stood on the edge of the guardrail, looking at the opposite mountain.

(End of this chapter)