"My candle."
Gu Han's heart ached again, and another treasure of the shop was consumed.
This red candle is called the Judge Candle.
It is said to be obtained from the blood of the Judge of the Underworld.
It is powerful and extremely precious.
Since the Taoist shop was established, my father placed two red candles and carefully sealed them away, never letting them light up again.
The two senior brothers still love me, so just tell dad that they use it.
Gu Han felt uneasy.
Thinking of his father's return, he saw that the two most precious treasures, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Ghost Killing Talisman and the Judge Candle, had disappeared from the shop.
He became furious and ordered his daughter to be grounded and fasted.
Gu Han felt a wave of evil in his heart. cold.
"Yes, the senior brothers love me."
"Well, what did you say?"
Wang Fugui, who was hiding behind Gu Han, took over.
"I said the wild ghosts around you love you very much" Well, Wang Fugui felt a chill all over his body and got closer to Gu Han.
"Sir, do you have any amulets or something?
Give me one."
"No, our shop doesn't have that kind of thing."
"When Granny Zhou was still alive, she used to wear amulets when performing rituals."
"She wants you to find her."
So Wang Fugui stopped talking.
Because she was dragging two living people, Gu Han did not use escape skills.
Her heart was tense from now on, and she was always prepared for Zhou Po's sneak attack, because black shadows gradually appeared in the grass shadows, but they He didn't attack and just watched from a distance, which put pressure on Gu Han's heart.
After walking like this for another ten minutes, the wind began to blow again in front of them, but this time the wind was not as fierce as before, causing the big heads to stagger, but there was a kind of chill that penetrated directly into the bones.
As early as halfway, the two brothers Wang Fugui were already trembling, crying out from the cold.
"It's an advantage for you.
Let's count it in the cost of this ritual."
Gu Han turned around, bit off his middle finger, and wiped a drop of his own blood on each of their foreheads.
The coldness in their bodies instantly dissipated, but they never left Gu Han more than half a meter away.
In these short two days, Gu Han's middle fingers were bitten countless times, and every time they were bleeding again before they healed.
Alas, from now on I will just take a bowl of blood from my middle finger or the tip of my tongue.
This is of course a joke.
The Yang blood of Taoist priests will lose its magical effect if it is not used immediately.
The three people and the five old ghosts stopped ten meters in front of the cemetery.
The place ahead was eerily quiet and pitch-black.
It was impossible to tell where this place was.
Only in the center of the cemetery was a bright red birch coffin that stood out.
Gu Han's first instinct was that Granny Zhou was constantly releasing a violent energy from inside, which could even change people's habits and make them irritable and irritable.
She felt a chill in her heart and yelled that it was bad.
She knew that Mrs.
Zhou was difficult to deal with, but it seemed that she still underestimated her enemy.
Only the deceased with the greatest resentment would use a bright red coffin with coffin nails to suppress it.
But not to mention that the coffin was not suppressed by coffin nails.
It seems that Mrs.
Zhou is still living in it and cultivating.
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Is it possible that the first time I visit a doctor, I have to reveal my biggest secret to the world?
Otherwise, I can run back to Daopu and move my father out.
Gu Han wanted to take back the old man's soul all the time, so much so that he raced against time, made constant killing moves, and risked his own life to rush into Dongshan alone.
Only when the old man's soul successfully descends to the underworld can this white matter be successfully completed.
But for a long time, the three of them stayed like this.
Chen Tiehua was still bolder and asked angrily, "Sir, why don't we go in?"
"Don't worry, there may be a magic circle inside.
If we go in, we will never get out again."
Although Chen Tiehua had never studied Taoism, she had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running away.
She immediately understood that the front seemed peaceful, but it was actually the tranquility on the eve of the war.
If it was not so much, it would be buried with this nest of wild graves. .
After a long while, Gu Han suddenly felt something in his heart and shouted "Oh no!"
"Who arranged this cemetery?"
"My mother, father and my cheap grandpa are all part of my family," Chen Tiehua replied, "Why is there a problem?"
"Yeah, no problem."
The three of them knew why it was okay.
There is something wrong with the feng shui here.
There is no wind, no water, and the accumulation of yin does not dissipate.
It is a trap, and to put it bluntly, it is called a fatal situation.
"I have to draw a protective circle for you, wait in the circle, and don't come out no matter what you see."
Wang Fugui finally waited for Mr.
Lai’s words and he was so excited that he almost shed tears in this place.
I will never come here in my life, and I will not be buried here even if I die.
Gu Han took out a ceramic bottle from the Qiankun bag, opened the stopper, and felt blood rushing to his nose.
This is black dog blood prepared in advance in the road shop.
Its yang energy is heavier than that of a big rooster.
Road shops generally do not use it easily.
The reason is that killing a dog is very expensive, and purebred black dogs are so easy to find, let alone It is said that the owner of the black dog agrees to sacrifice his own dog.
The black dog was dripping with blood on the ground and making a chirping sound.
Even ten meters away from the cemetery, the evil spirit was strangely strong.
But soon the black dog blood connected end to end and formed a circle.
"Men are more yang, I'll lend you this."
Gu Han took out the Five Thunder Wood again and handed it to Wang Fugui, who took it excitedly.
"I will use the method to open your yin and yang eyes.
If you are not a person of this Taoism, your yin and yang eyes can only be opened three times in your life.
Are you willing?"
The two nodded.
Gu Han didn't say anything.
He took out grapefruit leaves two by two, wiped their eyes, and dropped a few drops of unknown liquid cow tears.
The two of them were about to cry, but they held it back.
"Well, just keep it closed for now, and then open it again when you hear any unusual noises."
Later, Gu Han took out the peach wood sword.
This peach wood sword was not made of black dog blood, but the orthodox middle finger blood, which inspired the maximum spirituality of the wooden sword.
But Zhou Po seems to be very good at psychological warfare.
This has always been Xie Hui's favorite move.
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They don't take action personally, they just wait in a certain corner until the other party's heart collapses, and the fear is deeply engraved in the soul.
Then he jumped out and fought quickly.
For them, playing with human nature is not only revenge, but also fun.
To put it bluntly, don't let the damn people die easily.
Gu Han smiled slyly, and he was still playing this trick with my aunt.
I wonder if my aunt, whose surname is Zhang, has the blood of Zhang Daoling flowing in her body?
So, Gu Han started acting again, so realistic that cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and the wooden sword was shaking up and down unsatisfactorily.
The long-bearded man who had not spoken for a long time stretched out his tongue and licked his head, "Isn't the little brat scared?"
Who are you calling a brat?
"Look, look, I can't even hold the sword steady."
Believe it or not, grandma, I dug out the skull and stepped on it twice.
"We'd better go down the mountain quickly.
If Zhou Poruo gets angry, we will lose our minds."
When the old witch is dealt with, I will be the first to make you lose your soul, aunt.
Acting girl, who have I ever been afraid of?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Gu Han’s first show, given to you
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