"Don't be afraid, it can't go up.
Throw all the remaining eggs in your hands over."
The master shouted at me and ordered everyone sitting on the chairs to smash all the remaining eggs on the hanging ghost.
Bang bang bang.
I don’t know whether it was because the Hanged Ghost was crawling in the air and everyone lost their accuracy or something.
I saw a lot of eggs smashed on the table, but fortunately, there were still many eggs lost to the Hanged Ghost. on the body.
Gudong's hanging ghost fell hard with its head down.
It felt as if it was lifted up by an invisible big hand, and then it flipped over in the air before falling.
I think it must have been a heavy fall this time, because I I felt a slight vibration on the table.
I could feel the vibration on the table more than 30 meters away.
The fall was so light.
Hey, if it doesn't move, it will fall to death.
It seems that Master is right.
It is leaning on the rope that hangs it.
If the rope breaks, it will look like a tiger without teeth.
I breathed a long sigh of relief, grabbed the edge of the table and started to climb down.
The feeling on it was really uncomfortable, and I always felt a little dizzy.
"Yue Ming, go up quickly."
I had just climbed down about two floors when I heard the master's shout.
The people who went up to hang themselves were killed.
What else should I do up there?
There is nothing fun or delicious up there.
But then I thought of something again.
When I lowered my head, I quickly climbed to the top of Table Mountain.
I raised my hand to wipe the cold sweat from my forehead and secretly felt lucky.
Oh my god, are you kidding me?
Isn't it already gone?
Why did it stand up and climb on the table again?
Could it be that it has also learned to play tricks?
Fortunately, Master reminded me in time, otherwise I might have died like before.
Mr.
Yin-Yang must have lost his head and body.
No, it’s just the body without the head.
I don't know why, but the hanging man's climbing speed seems to have increased this time, and he has already reached the halfway point in the blink of an eye.
I was a little panicked when I saw it climbing so fast.
I didn't know what to do.
I thought about it but there was nothing I could do.
I was even ready to jump off it.
If you jump down, you may have a narrow escape, but when it comes back up, you will definitely be dead.
Calm down, calm down, I must calm down.
Master has told me many times that if I am too impatient in doing things, many things often cannot be solved perfectly.
By the way, you can try the evil-repelling talisman.
I lay on the table, reached into my pocket, and took out a handful of evil-proofing talismans.
I pinched it gently with my thumb and middle finger, flicked it with my fingers, and threw it out using the talisman-drawing technique.
Poof, the evil-proofing talisman hit the hanging ghost spirit, and a small ball of flame was ignited, but it was extinguished immediately, but its body paused slightly.
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Effectively, although the evil-proofing talisman did not cause any damage to it, it could make it A slight pause was enough, so I flew the evil-proof talisman in my hand downwards desperately.
"Master, let them throw the eggs quickly.
The Hanged Man is coming up soon."
I asked Master for help while throwing the evil talisman.
Although the evil talisman could make it pause slightly, it was still climbing up, so it probably wouldn't be used.
How long will it take for it to come up?
Then all I can do is jump down.
"Little Master, hold on, all the eggs are gone."
The person who answered me was not Master, but Wang Huanjie who was standing below.
Although I didn't see where he was, I knew it was him from the close proximity of the voice.
After all, We walked together for two days and two nights before.
Taking advantage of the free time when I was throwing away the evil charm, I turned to look at the master, wanting to see what he was doing.
I didn’t know if he had thought of any way to get rid of the hanging ghost in front of me.
I saw the master touching his head, and then spitting into the palm of the hand that touched his head, and then his lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting some spell, but he was too far away to listen.
I don't know what he was thinking about.
Just when I was curious about what Master was doing, Master raised his head and swung his spit-stained hand in my direction.
Gudong, after Master shook his hand, I heard another muffled sound, and at the same time I felt the slight vibration of the table.
When I stretched my head and looked around, I saw that the hanged man fell to the ground again.
What the master just threw seems to be more useful than an evil charm.
Could touching your head and spitting have such power?
Anyway, it solved my urgent need, at least I don't have to think about jumping.
Look at the hanged man again.
It seems as if nothing happened when he fell.
He got up at the same time as he fell, and climbed up again.
"Hey, why are you always chasing me?
Go chase them."
I looked helplessly at the hanged man who climbed up again, and shouted to him.
But the hanged man ignored me and continued to climb up.
Seeing this, I imitated the master's behavior, touched my head, spit into the palm of my hand, and threw it hard at the hanged man.
Unfortunately, it had no effect at all.
Does this have something to do with the mantra recited by Master?
I will ask Master later what mantra he recited.
In front of him, of course, the hanging man who was climbing on the table was eliminated first.
When the master saw the hanging ghost starting to climb up again, he touched its hair again, spat on it, and threw it hard, and it fell heavily again.
This repeated for more than an hour.
My mentality gradually calmed down, and the initial feeling of being at a loss was already gone.
I watched with great interest as the hanging man climbed up and fell down, got up again and fell down again.
I even felt like I was watching a big show, but with less melon seeds and the like.
"Yue Ming, give it the big news."
Just when I was getting excited, Master became a little uneasy and shouted to me loudly, but I didn't know what the big news Master was talking about.
"Master, what kind of shocking information is this?"
"Child urine, pour it with child urine" Why is it okay for a child to urinate?
There are so many people here watching.
"Master, there are so many people watching, I can't pee" "What time has it been?
Come on, Master, I can't hold on any longer.
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If you don't want to be eaten by it, just do as I say."
Master made the Hanged Man fall off the table mountain again and shouted at me.
As he spoke, his voice was already a little hoarse, probably because he had spit too much in the past hour or so.
I stood up shakily on the edge of the table, took off my pants and peed.
The moment I peed, I felt my face was burning.
This time I was really embarrassed.
A long water column flew down from the side of the table.
Looking at the pouring water column, I suddenly remembered a poem.
The water flowed down three thousand feet, which was suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the sky: