Just as Shen Luo was pondering, the hair on the tall ghost's head suddenly floated up, revealing a pale, rotting face.
It seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time. Its lips and cheeks were a mess, and its incomplete skin and flesh were exposed, drooping down from its face. Most of the flesh in its eye sockets had rotted away, and pus constantly flowed out. Only a few blood vessels were still connected to its two bloodshot eyeballs, trembling as if they could fall out at any time.
Even though Shen Luo had always been rather courageous, seeing this ghost's face gave him a big fright.
The ghost opened its mouth and let out a shrill ghost howl. Two invisible gusts of Yin wind shot out from its mouth like two arrows, respectively shooting towards Shen Luo and the little girl's faces.
At the same time, the ghost stretched its arms to both sides, and a gust of Yin wind suddenly appeared in every corner of the room, sweeping up all the small things in the room. Only the altar was not affected, and even the incense ash on it did not drift away.
Shen Luo had suffered greatly from the ghost's howl before. The moment he saw the ghost open its mouth, he hurriedly fell to the ground and rolled to the side to avoid being hit by the ghost's howl Yin wind.
However, the little girl did not have such experience. Coincidentally, the Yin wind swept across her face, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she fell to the ground unconscious.
"Not good!"
Shen Luo wanted to flip over and get up, but the room was filled with debris. Cups and pieces of wood flew past his head from time to time, and coupled with the gusts of Yin wind, he had no choice but to roll to the ground and dodge to a corner of the room.
However, the tall ghost did not pursue Shen Luo and the little girl. Instead, it floated back, and at the same time, raised its hand and waved outside the room.
Wu wu wu …
The air outside the room trembled, and waves of foul, cold Yin Qi mixed with a large amount of fog surged in and merged with the ghost's body.
Its body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became solid. The black Qi on the surface of its body also increased greatly.
The long seaweed-like hair on the ghost's head grew wildly as if it had a life of its own. Then, like tentacles, it shot out and coiled around Shen Luo.
When Shen Luo saw the series of changes in the ghost, he was both shocked and regretful. He hurriedly jumped up from the ground and tried to dodge, but there were too many strands of hair flying towards him. There was not much space in the room, so his body, hands, and feet were quickly wrapped up by countless strands of hair.
It was impossible for him to activate the remaining four runes on his body, and the two wooden stakes were also wrapped up by the ghost hair, unable to move.
In a moment of desperation, Shen Luo wanted to use the Minor Yang Art again, but at this time he was already exhausted. In addition, using the Minor Thunder Symbol had consumed the Yang Astral Qi that had been stored in his body. He was unable to do anything in a short period of time.
With this delay, more and more hairs wrapped around his body, becoming tighter and tighter. Soon, his body was dragged to the ground with a plop.
The tall ghost twisted its body and turned into a black snake-like shadow. It attached itself to Shen Luo, who was wrapped up by the long hair. At the same time, it opened its mouth and sucked at Shen Luo's face.
Shen Luo only felt a wave of coldness hit him, and then his whole body shivered. He could clearly feel a wave of heat leaving his body and floating outside.
"It's sucking my Yang Qi! Am I really going to die again … "Shen Luo felt his body become colder and colder, and his limbs became weaker and weaker. Gradually, he was unable to move.
Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed in the pitch-black sky outside. Accompanied by the sound of thunder, torrential rain poured down.
The body of the little girl beside the bed shook, but she was awakened by the sound of thunder. She sat up with difficulty and saw the situation on Shen Luo's side. Her large eyes flashed with a trace of panic, and she hurriedly pulled out a small wooden bucket from under the bed.
The wooden bucket was half filled with a black, viscous liquid. It was the black dog's blood.
The little girl opened her mouth and fiercely bit her finger. A stream of fresh blood flowed out and mixed with the black dog's blood in the wooden bucket.
The ghost that had already attached itself to Shen Luo's body sensed something. It suddenly turned around and twisted its body, wanting to fly away from Shen Luo's body.
However, the little girl had already shakily lifted the wooden bucket and flung it out. With a whoosh, the black dog's blood in the bucket splashed all over the ghost.
After doing all this, the little girl seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Her whole body went limp on the ground.
The ghost couldn't dodge in time and was suddenly drenched in the black dog's blood. The surface of its body suddenly emitted a sizzling sound, and a large amount of black Qi drifted away. The body that had just reformed became transparent again, as if it had suffered a great deal of damage.
It let out an ear-piercing scream, and its body floated to the side. In the end, it crashed into a nearby wall.
The wall was splashed with quite a bit of black dog's blood. The tall ghost didn't manage to pass through it. Instead, it was sent flying to the ground with a loud thud. The entire house shook.
The hair that had wrapped around Shen Luo's body loosened. Shen Luo only felt his body relax. Although his limbs were weak, he still struggled to free himself.
At this moment, he was panting heavily, and his chest was heaving up and down. He felt like he was about to collapse.
However, he still clenched his teeth and threw away the wooden stake in his hand. He turned around and used the last of his strength to grab the dog-headed idol from the shrine behind him. He tucked it into his bosom, then quickly stepped forward and pressed his whole body against the writhing ghost's body.
The little girl stared blankly at Shen Luo's actions. She couldn't help but open her mouth to cry out in alarm, but no sound came out.
In the end, this time, Shen Luo's body and hands didn't pass through the ghost's body. Instead, he hugged it directly.
Immediately after, the idol in his bosom suddenly became scorching hot, releasing a large yellow light that illuminated the ghost's body.
Under the yellow light, the ghost's body emitted a sizzling sound. Wisps of black gas rose from the surface of its body. It shrieked miserably and waved its ghostly hands wildly, trying to break free from Shen Luo's embrace.
However, Shen Luo seemed to have steeled his heart. He didn't know where his strength came from, but his hands were tightly wrapped around the ghost, refusing to let go.
As wisps of black gas rose from the ghost's body, its body quickly became blurry and began to shrink.
Shen Luo's face was so pale that it was turning green. Even his lips were drained of blood. The ghost's entire body was bone-chillingly cold. As waves of Yin Qi flowed into his body, the blood in his body was almost frozen, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
His last remaining shred of consciousness told him that this was a matter of life and death. If he let go, all his efforts would be for naught.
The little girl finally recovered from her shock. She struggled to get up and dragged her feet in front of Shen Luo. She poured the last bit of black dog's blood in the wooden bucket onto the ghost's head.
The tall ghost was already an arrow at the end of its flight. This last bit of black dog's blood was the straw that broke the camel's back.
After an ear-piercing shriek, the ghost's body, which had shrunk by more than half, suddenly exploded, turning into a large cloud of black gas that drifted away.
When the black gas dissipated, Shen Luo's body appeared. His face was completely pale, and his cheeks were purplish-black.
His eyes were tightly shut, and he had fallen into a coma. He inhaled less and exhaled more and more, and seemed to be on the verge of death.
Seeing that the ghost was destroyed, the little girl's heart relaxed. Her body went limp on the ground. However, when she saw Shen Luo's condition, she gritted her teeth and crawled up. She reached out to push Shen Luo, but her hands were cold to the touch.
She was so anxious that her eyes reddened. She reached out to help Shen Luo up.
However, at this moment, Shen Luo's expression suddenly became strange. Starting from his feet, his body began to turn blurry and transparent.
After a moment, his entire body silently disappeared, as if he had never been there in the first place.
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