In Chinese folklore, it has long been believed that the blood of black dogs or roosters possesses a very strong ability to ward off evil spirits. The rooster symbolizes the sun and light, and its ferocity and beautiful plumage give this domestic fowl an air of majesty, making it the nemesis of evil.

  It's rare for someone who has been splashed with chicken blood to be able to continue running, and naturally, Cha Wenbin didn't dare to be arrogant.

  In the end, it's still a reaction that appears physically or mentally, because ghosts are intangible and have no physical form. It can be understood as evil energy invading, causing people to behave abnormally, which is specifically reflected in the body.

  Cha Wenbin has done many big and small Buddhist rituals, so today he naturally has a full grasp of the situation. The doors and windows are all reinforced with willow branches, and inside the house there are four men with strong yang energy, whose eight characters are hard enough that even if you, a yin spirit, sneak in, you may not be able to get out today.

  The bloodstains on the ground were getting closer and closer to Zha Wenbin, and when he reached his side, he suddenly drew his sword with a loud "swish", and the Seven Stars Sword shone brightly as it left its scabbard, sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere that had been lingering in the house for days.

  That thing naturally knew it had encountered something that could restrain itself, and the bloodstains on the ground immediately turned around and retreated. On the west side of the house was a window with two talismans pasted on it. Before the bloodstains reached the windowsill, one of the talismans fluttered lightly, and Zhang Wenbin chased after it with his sword, taking out a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket and scattering it towards that corner like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, making a crackling sound.

  The glutinous rice in hand also has to be particular, fresh glutinous rice is not useful for this purpose, it must use old glutinous rice, the earlier the better, but also requires that it cannot mold. Take the glutinous rice and soak it in children's urine, wait until the rice is soaked and swollen, then take it out and sun it in the hot sun for seven days, then collect it and put it in a cool place for seven days, so cycle for forty-nine days, after which this glutinous rice with the effect of driving away evil spirits can be considered to have achieved great success.

  So this glutinous rice is actually very rare, first of all, within these 49 days, there must be no rainy weather, so a person who can make this kind of glutinous rice also needs to master the art of changing weather.

  After forty-nine cycles of seven yin and yang, the glutinous rice is more effective against this filthy thing than bullets. Even Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong could hear a faint, mournful howl coming from inside the house, which sent shivers down their spines.

  Cha Wenbin was about to grab another handful, preparing to heavily reward this filthy thing that had persecuted people's lives. However, he suddenly saw the two Tian Shi symbols on the windowsill turn into a ball of flames and float down to the ground. Cha Wenbin secretly thought: Not good!

  With a big step forward, he looked out of the window and suddenly saw a face that made him collapse.

  That white-haired person who was taken away earlier is now standing outside the house, separated by a glass window, and is coldly laughing!

  Zha Wenbin's face turned red with rage, and he shouted: "What are you all standing there for? Get out of here, every last one of you!"

  Those two guys were also completely stunned just now, how did this kid appear here? When they went out to take a look, good guy, there was no one outside the window at this moment, but found that the ground was scattered with a bunch of broken willow branches.

  The sound of footsteps in the river nearby grew fainter, and it seemed to be going upstream. They were about to chase after him when they saw someone outside shining a flashlight and rushing towards them. It was A Fa's older brother who was leading the way, shouting repeatedly: "It's not good! A Fa has gone crazy and almost killed his several brothers! You guys hurry up and save him!"

  "Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly!" Cha Wenbin thought to himself, you probably don't know what just happened here.

  "Afana, the big brother, is already over 50 years old. He's been running around since elementary school and is now panting heavily, unable to catch his breath. After a long time, he finally said: 'My two younger brothers were watching him closely, and nothing happened for one night. But just now, Afana suddenly woke up like normal and said he needed to go to the bathroom. He hadn't been normal for a long time, but this time he was surprisingly aware of his surroundings and even called out his brothers' names. We thought maybe he was okay, so we untied him. But as soon as the rope was loosened, that damned cripple knocked one brother unconscious and pinned another against the wall by the throat. If we hadn't heard the commotion from outside and rushed in, our third brother would have been strangled to death. Several relatives tried to subdue him together, but none could get close. His strength is terrifying, and he suddenly burst out of the school like a flying shadow. That's why I came looking for you."

  "Has the candle gone out?" Cha Wenbin asked back.

  "Hmm..." The old man thought for a long time, then said firmly: "Extinguished! When I went in, the lights were also off, it was pitch black inside, and we could only see people with flashlights. That kid's face was white with fear, what happened?"

  "It's all calculated." Cha Wenbin smiled wryly and said, "Tonight, none of us will sleep either. We really encountered a troublesome master. I thought there was only one master, but it turned out to be a whole den. What a clever tactic to lure the tiger away from its mountain! The real master didn't come here tonight."

  Chaozi listened and found it somewhat inexplicable, thinking of the chicken blood in the house earlier, he asked: "What was that just now?"

  Cha Wenbin didn't answer, instead he asked Dashan: "Just now when you were sleeping, what did you feel?"

  Dashi rubbed his head and then rubbed his own neck: "I feel like I'm completely paralyzed, it's as if a woman is pinching my neck."

  This sentence piqued Cha Wenbin's curiosity, and he said: "How did you determine that it was a woman who strangled him?"

  "I may not be able to see or touch, but I can clearly feel that the fingers are very slender and do not resemble a man's hand. The fingernails are also very long, feeling as if they could pierce into my flesh."

  Cha Wenbin walked over and pulled up Dashan's collar to take a look. Indeed, on his thick neck, he saw several red dots that looked like fingernail marks. Cha Wenbin compared the distance between the nail marks with his own hand and found they were smaller than a man's hand. He said calmly, "No wonder you came to rescue people. It seems like a pair of ghostly spouses!"

  Cha Wenbin looked up at the starry sky tonight, but unfortunately, the old heaven was not very giving face, a thick layer of dark clouds covered all the starlight, he sighed: "If I still can't find him before sunrise the day after tomorrow, I might be dead."

  A Fa Na's older brother was frightened as soon as he heard this, his legs immediately went soft, and he shouted: "I'll have someone find him right away, a cripple like him can't run fast anyway."

  "No need to look anymore, he was just here." Cha Wenbin looked down at the broken willow branches on the ground and said: "Let's go back first, have a good rest tonight, at least he won't die tonight, tomorrow is busy for you guys."

  After seeing off Ah Fa's elder brother, Cha Wenbin led a few people to rush to my home. My father, who was sleeping, put on his clothes and came to open the door. As soon as he saw him, he knew in his heart that something might be wrong, because there is a rule for Taoist priests who are invited to perform rituals: they will not easily visit other people's homes, let alone at this late hour.

  Cha Wenbin asked straightforwardly: "In the village, has any woman died this month?"

  Those years in our village were still relatively peaceful, and those who passed away were just a few elderly people who had reached their age. Dad thought carefully, and indeed there weren't any.

  "It's better if there aren't any, maybe they can still be saved. Tomorrow, you gather a few people, preferably those who have killed before, and wait for me at the entrance of Ah Fa's house early in the morning. I still have some things to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." With that, Cha Wenbin bid farewell to Ah Dad.

  At that time, Chaozi had already gotten a second-hand Santana from Zhao Suo's place. They rushed to the town overnight and knocked open a funeral supplies store. When they came back, there was an extra "person" in the Santana - a "woman" with red rouge on her face, wearing a floral padded jacket, and a braided bun on her head.

  Yes, they went and bought a paper man back!

  "This thing is really evil, when it's placed in the car, the people sitting on the side are all nervous, but Zha Wenbin is still muttering: 'This one is still a bit too young, after going back, we need to reform it...'"

  This thing made of paper in the proportion of a real person, although it is still paper, but it has the shape of a human being. As long as it has a shape, Cha Wenbin can give it a spirit.

  That night, they came to the school again and before entering the door, they heard Ah Fa's wife crying and shouting: "The cripple is gone, I won't live either!" No matter how people around her tried to persuade her, she just kept on wanting to die, this was a basic skill rural women all had.

  Cha Wenbin walked into the yard, and when the woman saw him coming, she rushed towards Cha Wenbin, crying out: "It must be you, this Taoist priest, who harmed him to death. You killed him, I don't want to live either..."

  Cha Wenbin's face didn't change color, and he even said with a hint of coldness: "Alright then, in that case you might as well just die."

  After he finished speaking, his palm patted the top of that woman's head. The woman didn't even make a humming sound and slowly fell to the ground under the gaze of a group of people.

  A Fa's big brother's trembling fingers were withdrawn from his sister-in-law's nostrils, and he turned back to look at the crowd, muttering: "Really dead..."

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