He did not expect the baby inside the glass jar to come back to life. Could it be that the infant spirit was inside?
This time, we could be considered to have been completely tricked. The Feng Shui from the very beginning should have been to anger Zhang Tiangang and me, to arouse our curiosity.
Tricked us into this.
As I thought about this, I felt a twinge of regret, but the sound of weeping kept coming.
Zhang Tiangang's face was indeed calm at this time, he merely pointed to a spot under the iron shelves and said:
"Where is that thing staying?"
I turned my head and saw a half-meter tall, wrinkled baby body sitting cross-legged under an iron rack. It looked like it was bloated, and there was a fat oval dragging on the umbilical cord.
It was a corpse that was connected to the placenta. It was crying non-stop.
After crying for a while, the infant's body turned around and looked at us. His eyes were only white as he coldly looked at us. Suddenly, he laughed out loud.
"Do you think we can handle him?"
Zhang Tiangang suddenly asked me this.
I was in charge of creating supernatural sculpture s, while Zhang Tiangang was in charge of telling fortunes. Although they were all people from the yin and yang lines, their specialties were different, if I wanted to drive out ghosts to catch demons, I had to make supernatural sculpture s first.
There was even less of a need to talk about Zhang Tiangang, he only knew how to read Feng Shui's fortune.
Now that we are empty-handed, isn't it a joke to try and deal with the infant spirit?
After Zhang Tiangang heard what I had to say, he nodded his head with a satisfied expression and said:
"Since you know about this, why don't you quickly call for help?"
After saying that, I came back to my senses and quickly took out my phone. After flipping through my contact list, I immediately saw Meng Ke's phone number.
She was the Soul Suppressor, it was not wrong to ask him to help her.
Taking advantage of the time that the infant spirit had not come over, I quickly dialed Meng Ke's number. Luckily, Meng Ke picked up the phone and asked me what was wrong.
I asked her if she could handle the infant spirit, and she would immediately go to my shop.
Meng Ke coldly said yes, but the price is very high, 50 thousand, ask if I want to do it.
Since it was already at the critical moment of my life, there was no way that I would be reluctant to part with the money. Nodding my head, I agreed and gave the address to him.
After Meng Ke finished listening, he told me to wait a while, then hung up the phone.
After I hung up the phone, just as I was about to talk to Zhang Tiangang about this matter, I suddenly realised that Zhang Tiangang was looking at me strangely.
There was a murderous look in his eyes, and just like the infant's corpse, he didn't have black eyes. Instead, he had white eyes that coldly stared at me.
I hastily called out to Zhang Tiangang, but all of a sudden, he smiled at me, and then thrusted his hands towards my stomach.
As a man, Zhang Tiangang's hands grew an extremely long fingernail and stabbed it into my flesh.
My face paled in an instant. Before I could regain my senses, a pair of nails twisted against my skin. With a ripping sound, a gash was torn open on the surface of my stomach, causing me to bleed profusely.
The infant spirit was still sitting under the iron frame, looking at us coldly while laughing out loud.
Needless to say, Zhang Tiangang was definitely captivated by this infant's corpse.
Shoot the enemy first, capture the thief first, capture the king.
Dealing with Zhang Tiangang wasn't an issue at all, I grabbed my stomach and dashed towards the infant spirit beneath the metal rack.
But that's not the case. When we get closer, I suddenly feel that the scene in front of me blurred. That infant spirit actually disappeared into thin air.
Zhang Tiangang was already standing behind me, smiling coldly.
"Zhang Tiangang, don't do anything rash."
I was so shocked that I couldn't help but let out a shout, but before I could finish speaking, Zhang Tiangang's entire body pounced towards me, pressing me down to the ground, he extended both his hands out, and fiercely stabbed into my neck.
I was pressed down by him until I couldn't move. I could only raise my head to look at the ceiling, only to see the infant spirit hanging upside down on the ceiling while giggling.
"F * ck you!"
Under extreme helplessness, I raised my leg and kicked fiercely towards the area three inches below Zhang Tiangang's navel. The weakest part of a man's body was kicked, causing Zhang Tiangang to scream miserably from the pain.
In almost an instant, Zhang Tiangang's pair of white eyes disappeared, and he knelt on the ground, covering his crotch as he wailed loudly.
"Brother Qin, you don't have to do this."
"We would rather die as fellow Daoists." I rubbed my neck and looked at the infant spirit hanging upside down from the ceiling.
"I was almost strangled to death by you just now. That little thing on top, if you have the guts get down now."
Before his voice had even faded, the infant spirit swung its head and landed on the metal shelf. It's eyes were narrowed as it caressed the placenta on its belly and laughed out loud.
Creak … Crack
It was like the noise of two plastic bubbles rubbing against each other, making goosebumps all over the two of us.
However, the infant spirit found this extremely interesting. With a wave of our hands, the two of us kneeled in front of it as if something was pressing on our knees.
The infant spirit laughed sinisterly, looking at the bottles and jars on the metal shelf. Just as far as our eyes could see, those bottles and jars flew towards us as if they lost weight and landed solidly on our faces.
A dozen or so jars struck my face. The strength behind the hit was incomparable. After hitting my face, I instantly became a countless number of dregs of pottery.
However, after receiving dozens of bottles and jars, blood started dripping down my face. I didn't feel any pain, but my head started to feel dizzy. If this continued, it wouldn't take long before I lost too much blood and died.
At that moment, there was a loud bang at the door, followed by the sound of someone kicking the door open.
The sound was extremely violent. With only a sound, the door was kicked open and the two doors fell to the ground.
Meng Ke stepped onto the door board, held the Soul Suppressing Ruler in her hand, and coldly said:
"Hundred Barriers, retreat."
When Zhang Tiangang saw Meng Ke, he was extremely excited as he shouted with a snot and tears in his eyes:
"Emma, why did you just arrive?"
Meng Ke didn't pay attention to Zhang Tiangang at all. Waving the Soul Suppressing Ruler in his hand, he flew towards the infant spirit as she chanted a string of incantation.
The Soul Suppressing Ruler's aim was very high, and accurately pierced the infant spirit's placenta, causing a puddle of black and lustrous liquid to leak out.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the infant spirit turned its head and tried to escape. Meng Ke charged forward like an arrow, with a swing of her hand, she pulled out a statue that looked like a ferocious beast from her bag.