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My patron saint was lying not far away from me, as if he had fallen into some sort of deep sleep. If I died like this, then he would also fall into a deep sleep, maybe even be absorbed by this child!

No!

I can't watch this happen!

"Halt!" I scolded the boy loudly. In the moment when he was in a daze, he ran to the door and pressed his back against it.

The boy let out a series of laughter. "Big sister, why do you always like to go against me? There's not much time left, we don't have much time left. Why are you doing this?"

I calmly watched the boy's every move. I drew on the door with my bloody fingers. This is my only hope. If my blood can kill ghosts, then the door with Yin energy should be able to open, right?

The door had already reopened where my fingers were. A tearing pain came over, making me frown. I couldn't care so much anymore as I wanted to quickly open the door.

The closer the boy got to me, the more nervous I became. I was afraid I would fail.

"Go to hell!"

Ah!

I subconsciously let out a blood-curdling screech, but there wasn't the slightest bit of pain coming from my body. In the blink of an eye, someone grabbed onto my shoulder and placed me on my back.

I heard the man let out a muffled groan, and was instantly frightened. I stepped back and saw the pain on his face.

"Ah Zi!" I yelled, and held onto Ah Zi.

Feng Ming and Li Fang went up to each other and bound the boy, but very quickly, the boy let out a short, terrified cry.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! The bag hurts! "

Just a single word from him was enough to make him seem like an ordinary child.

Li Fang frowned and whispered, "Not good. He ran!"

Then he let go of the boy and looked around the room very carefully. At this moment, the door that was already open was suddenly closed by a strange wind.

The room fell into silence.

I didn't care that much. There was still blood flowing from Ah Zi's back. There were traces of blue in her blood. In the dark, it looked very beautiful and desolate.

"Ah Zi, I, how can I help you?"

My hands were full of Ah Zi's blood. I tried my best to help her cover her wound, but it was useless. I could only look on foolishly.

Ah Zi was gasping for breath, as if he was in excruciating pain. There were no blades at all on her wounds, only a single wound.

Feng Ming gritted his teeth, but he could only go over to Luoyang's side and see how things were going. He couldn't come over to our side at all, and Luanyang didn't seem to be doing very well either.

However, Ah Zi also grabbed my hand and explained to Luanyang, "Mister, you came over in such a hurry, that's why you acted this way. We have no right to blame you."

I was instantly angered and laughed. "How can you see that I'm angry at him? You should tell me how to stop the bleeding right now!"

Ah Zi nodded and took out a stick of incense from his bosom. With a weak voice, he said, "Light it up with the sunlight fire and apply it to the wound."

After she finished speaking, she actually completely lost all her strength. She didn't even manage to hold on for an incense stick before falling to the ground.

I quickly picked up Xiang Xiang and took out a piece of talisman paper to start drawing talismans. However, I was always unable to draw the talisman. The area between my fingers were constantly trembling.

"Please, please!"

I kept praying and even despised my current self, which made me shiver. I didn't have any problems during my previous practice, so what's going on now!

Under my unremitting efforts, I finally managed to draw a talisman. However, I didn't know what its effects would be. I stuck it to the incense and after a while, it didn't have any movement.

I thought that it was a failure, but just as I was about to give it another try, the incense was suddenly ignited and turned into ashes in an instant.

I was stunned for a moment, and then quickly picked up the ashes to apply to the wound.

Although this doesn't make sense at all, I don't believe that Confucius would use his own life to joke around.

Li Fang half-squatted beside me and said in a slightly appreciative tone, "I originally thought empathy was already your greatest advantage, but in the end, I didn't expect that you would also be able to draw talismans, right?"

I smiled hypocritically, not even bothering to reply. However, I was afraid that I would be discovered, so I could only bite the bullet and reply.

"I only know this one. It was taught well by mister."

Hearing the word 'mister' coming out of my mouth, I remembered that Luoyang was still on the ground. After some hesitation, I handed Ah Zi to Li Fang and ran over to Luanyang.

Luanyang's eyes were tightly shut, but she didn't make any move. Feng Ming was holding the compass, seemingly calculating something. However, the more he panicked, the more useless it was.

Everything seemed to be progressing, but at the same time, it seemed as if they had entered a different kind of crisis.

Just then, a scream came from downstairs.

In an instant, four big words appeared in my mind.

Not good!

Feng Ming looked over abruptly, but I could find the meaning in his words that he wanted to express accurately. I immediately nodded my head.

He instantly kept the compass and took out a handful of talisman paper from his bosom and placed it on my hand. "Sister Bai, I will depend on you to take care of mister."

"I know." I nodded my head and watched as he quickly walked to the entrance. I realised that I couldn't open the door at all.

He kicked the door angrily, but the door didn't budge.

When I thought about the scream just now, I knew that something must have happened down there. Thus, I walked forward and cut open my wound without any hesitation, allowing my blood to spray onto the door. The door was instantly opened.

Feng Ming gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.

Li Fang looked at me meaningfully, with a hint of understanding in his eyes.

I gritted my teeth secretly. I knew that this shrewd man had already seen through my unique blood. It was a pity that I no longer had the mood to hide it.

Luanyang's face was very pale, and after falling into a deep sleep, he seemed very cold and detached.

Sometimes, when he struggled to open his eyes, there was actually frost in them. However, it was still much better than when his eyes were closed.

Wake up!

I looked at my wrist, which hadn't stopped bleeding, and smiled.

Actually, I already knew what my flesh and blood was used for. Since I have already reached this stage, there shouldn't be any loss in a small amount of blood!

Without any hesitation, I stuffed my wrist into my mouth. The fishy smell immediately assaulted my throat. The matter of me drinking my own blood was not that pleasant.