Actually, I sometimes admire Lao Yi because we have a common point, so we get along pretty well. Our common point is that we often encounter bad luck, great misfortune, and bloody misfortune.

  This is obviously unquestionable, and at this time, he and I stared at each other with wide eyes. It's strange that neither of us had any words, and I just remembered that he went to buy a cat with Zhang Yaxin today, but why did you bring one back after buying a cat with her?!

  It is said: Not afraid of going out in wind and rain, but fear standing before the nine deaths.

  Cats and dogs cannot approach the dead, this is a personal understanding of the truth. Thinking back to those stories I heard before, it's chilling because these cats and dogs have spiritual abilities, their underworld path is open from birth, so even at night, their eyes will shine brightly. Most ghosts are afraid of them, especially vengeful spirits that died unjustly, they can't coexist with cats and dogs, if they see one, they might turn into a ghost or even resurrect.

  Just as I and Lao Yi were stunned, I felt the resentment around us surge up again, like blowing up a balloon, and the temperature became even colder than before.

  Lao Yi snapped out of it, and after entering the door, he saw me sitting on the ground in front of an altar table and a coffin. He wasn't too stupid, so he quickly reacted and realized that I had tricked him into coming.

  He was furious, pointing at me and scolding loudly: "Damn it, you old Cui, what do you mean by this? Is this the vacation villa you were talking about? What's with the coffin? You're so unlucky!"

  At this time, I didn't even bother to explain anything to him and shouted loudly at him: "Lao Yi, quickly throw that cat out!! It's going to bite us to death!!"

  Lao Yi wasn't someone who didn't have eyes, he also felt that the atmosphere in this room was off, there was a kind of suffocating feeling. He hastily raised his middle finger at me while turning around to leave, dropping his bag outside, then came back into the house.

  At this time, the yin energy in the air was getting heavier and heavier. Lao Yi entered the house, not daring to run fast, because now if the energy is disturbed, there is a possibility of sudden death or becoming a ghost at any time.

  "Now I don't have time to explain further to him, so I can only say: 'Sorry, Old Yi, I didn't know it would turn out like this either. Let's talk and apologize when things calm down. By the way, why did you bring a cat? And where is Little Blue Lamp?"

  The small blue lamp I mentioned is of course one of Lao Yi's magical tools, the 'Twenty-Four Weeks Bright Lamp', because I know that it can also be used as a Long Bright Lamp, and its effect is much better than the Long Bright Lamp.

  Lao Yi finally is Lao Yi, he sees the current situation is dangerous, and doesn't ask me much anymore. After all, at critical moments, although he may also make mistakes, he still has a long eye. He says to me in a low voice: "I'm going with Zhang Ya Xing to buy a cat, she bought a female one, of course I have to buy a male one! After sending her back home, I came here directly, and said it's a vacation? You're like a coffin on vacation, you really are the first in history, Xiao Lan Deng? How is that possible? You're really killing people!"

  Seeing that he didn't bring any of his stuff, I felt a bit chilled inside. Without his tools on him, Old Yi's Qimen skills were more than half unusable. And I only had four talismans, what was I supposed to do?

  I forced a smile, damn it, continue to kowtow, maybe with good luck, you can even appease the resentment of that dead woman. You say, you dead girl, what are you doing still causing trouble after death?

  At this time, I saw that the flame of the Longming lamp on the altar had weakened to the point where it was about to go out, but the oil in the lamp was still full. It seemed that the evil spirit in this house was getting thicker and thicker, just like a gas leak, as long as there was a trigger, there would be a possibility of explosion.

  So I hastily stuffed a lot of valuable things into the fire pit, and anxiously said: "Don't be surprised! Big girl, don't be surprised! You've got the wrong eye, that's not actually a cat, it's just a shell-less turtle!! It's true! I didn't cheat you!!!

  Lao Yi, who was standing beside me, looked tense as well, but when he heard my words, he seemed speechless and said to me: "Lao Cui, what are you asking it for? Haven't our positions been reversed? As a master of yin and yang like myself, should I be afraid of it? At worst, we can just blast it with a spell and then you can send it on its way. Why bother with this?"

  I'm speechless, didn't I already mention this principle earlier? But what I said before is that it's best to let it go rather than resorting to violence, after all we're all just poor souls, they've already lost their lives, do we still need to kick them while they're down and give them another blow?

  So I said to Lao Yi, "We're all poor devils, can you bear to let it never be reborn? If you can move your mouth, fight less, and look, this house is almost out of breath, how fierce must the resentment be?"

  Because Lao Yi hasn't opened his eyes yet, he can't see the ominous energy in the house now. He doesn't know that I've seen this house is almost filled with ominous energy.

  Lao Yi, who was taken aback, immediately lost his confidence after I said that, and then he asked me: "Then what to do now? Looking at the momentum, it seems like it's not going to shrink back."

  I told Lao Yi, "Give me your hand and I'll draw a protective symbol on it. The house next to us is the dining hall, and in the northwest corner of the room, there's a yellow chicken tied up by the family as a guide. You go get it, and if necessary, slaughter the chicken and use its blood to splash on the coffin!"

  Lao Yi nodded, stretched out his right hand, and since the back of my hand had already recovered from the black fingernail scratch, I had to scratch it again. After sticking some blood on it, I drew a "Jia Wu Yu Qing Po Sha Fu" symbol on Lao Yi's right palm. Once done, Lao Yi quickly got up and headed towards the dining hall.

  And I continued to throw paper money into the fire pit non-stop, but I found that it was no longer useful. The evil spirit grew heavier and heavier, and there was a possibility of extinguishing the Longming lamp at any time. In my heart, I secretly cursed, damn it, unexpectedly, Wen Shu's old man had accepted such a task, now that old man is still sleeping soundly on the second floor, while I am fighting for my life on the first floor.

  The paper money is almost all burned, and the good words in my mouth have been said for three rounds, but that evil spirit still continues to increase. I saw the copper sword on the table, and my heart couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. You bastard, I've already knelt down for it, and this smiling dead girl still wants to do what? Does she think I'm easy to bully? Don't give me face if you don't want face, really provoking me like this, wanting your life is not something that can't be done.

  So I made up my mind and got up, with the four talismans clutched in my left hand and the copper coin sword in my right. Now that I'm fully armed, what's there to fear from you little dead girls who haven't even come into being?

  At this time, Old Yi ran back, holding a fruit knife in his left hand and carrying a large yellow chicken in his right hand. The chicken seemed to have been affected by the evil spirit as well, and it was somewhat dizzy, hanging its head in Old Yi's hands without struggling.

  Lao Yi saw that I had stood up, still holding the thing in my hand, and knew that I couldn't take it anymore. He asked me: "Are you ready to start? Then I'll go water it now!"

  I shook my head at Old Yi and said, "Wait a minute, I'll give it one last chance."

  I turned around and said to the coffin: "You little girl, don't be so arrogant! I just knelt down for you, what more do you want? Are you trying to harm people? Let me tell you, I wasn't being nice to you earlier because I was afraid of you, but because I know how to read the situation. Hurry up and go back to sleep, tomorrow I'll send you to the underworld, don't be shameless! If not, I'll eliminate you right here!"

  After I finished speaking harshly, neither Old Yi nor I made a sound. The room fell silent again, with only the faint crackling of the long-burning lamp's flame making a slight noise. It was clear that my harsh words were not enough to scare it.

  This is infuriating! What the heck is this? It's like being neither hard nor soft, and not even salty or oily! The whole thing is a mess, I suddenly have an urge to scold the streets.

  At this time, a faint and strange sound came from the coffin. Old Yi and I looked at each other vigilantly, as if it was the sound of water dripping onto the ground.

  I raised my head and took a look, exclaiming that something was wrong. It turned out that the water stain on the ceiling above the female corpse had become saturated with resentment, and now it was dripping drop by drop onto her forehead.

  It's done, if it goes on like this, it really matches the saying "the corpse stares at the beam". It is said that the vengeful spirit formed by the water will be extremely ferocious. If left unattended, it will destroy both of us and then annihilate the entire family!

  So I hastily shouted loudly at Lao Yi: "Lao Yi!! Quick!! Cut the chicken's throat! Use the chicken blood to splash its forehead!!"

  Chicken blood has the effect of dispelling evil, and in theory, it should be able to disperse the evil spirit. Even if it can't disperse it, I can give this female corpse a warning shot, and later I'll reward it with a few talismans, which should be enough to make its soul fly away.

  Of course, all this must be based on the premise that it has not yet taken shape, and we can smoothly complete this series of actions.

  I and Old Yi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran to the front of the coffin. We picked up that yellow chicken and were about to cut its throat with a knife. Suddenly, the chicken received a shock and finally struggled free. Its two wings flapped wildly, shedding several feathers, some of which even fell into the coffin. Old Yi saw that the chicken was struggling violently in his hands, making it hard for him to exert force on the knife, so he anxiously said to me: "Old Cui!! Hurry up!! Help me hold down this little beast!!"

  I hastily reached out and grabbed the chicken's wing, not letting it struggle, thinking to myself, sorry, yellow chicken, if I don't kill you today, we're both in danger.

  Lao Yi's knife was raised once again.

  At this moment, the eyes of the young female corpse in the coffin suddenly opened.

  Thank you all for your continued support of this book and my brother. Something happened this afternoon, and to be honest, my brother's heart is not feeling great. But with so many people supporting me, that's enough. This chapter isn't written with much passion, I'll revise it when my mood calms down. Thank you all again.