Actually, I wasn't far away from my father, but my steps were so small that I felt like I couldn't finish it Finally, I walked to my father's side and carefully observed the situation behind my father, but fortunately nothing major happened, and no one else opened their eyes.
The blood on both hands was flowing down, and the palms of the two hands were a little hot and painful, and I didn't feel anything about it just now, but now it was really painful and itchy.
My dad kept staring at me, his body was a little stiff, and I could already see the sweat oozing from the top of his head.
Without further ado, I clenched my fist twice to speed up the bleeding a little faster, and wiped it directly towards Dad's neck.
The most important thing now is to protect the position of the major artery in Dad's neck, even if those ghost things wake up, as long as they don't bite Dad's neck, then I still have a chance to push Dad out.
If you bite the body, it is at most a wound, as long as the grandmother treats it in time, it should only leave a scar, and saving your life is the most important thing.
The warm blood rubbed against my father's neck, and as I moved, the ghosts standing behind him wrinkled their noses slightly, and began to smell the blood I rubbed on my father's neck.
The ghosts closest to my dad were the most sensitive to my blood, and they wrinkled their noses and purred in their throats.
The voices made my heart tremble slightly, because I didn't know what they were going to do next.
My dad and I didn't move, my eyes were fixed on the, and even my breathing slowed.
Because my yang energy is exhaled, they can be felt, and I am facing them right now, and every yang energy exhaled is directly facing their face.
Time is passing minute by minute, and now there is nothing left to do but wait, and I have already done everything I can, and it depends on whether these things can let us go.
What makes me wonder is that the three of us have been in for a long time, so why no other worshippers have come in Not even a single member of the staff came in, and under normal circumstances, the staff would say to the worshipping family members and ask them not to stay in it for too long.
One is that the space inside is relatively small, if there are too many people worshipping, the ashes on the cabinet are not safe, and then there is that this is a place where the ghosts of the dead are stored after all, and it is definitely not good for the living to stay in it for a long time.
However, we have been in this room for at least half an hour since we came in, and no one has come in to remind us to go out.
Just two minutes after my blood was smeared on the back of my father's neck, the ghost thing actually slowly pushed back, and the newly dead ghost who opened his eyes slowly closed his eyes, and the rest of the people who didn't open their eyes just closed their eyes and stepped back.
I looked under their feet with impassive eyes, and they were all on tiptoe, and their heels did not touch the ground at all, or they did not have heels, as if they had ropes hanging from their heads, half-hanging.
As the ghosts retreated, I clearly felt that the temperature around me had risen a little, not as cold as just now, and my father seemed to feel something, not as nervous as before. aa2705221: