"Oh my god, Brother Yan, the window..." Li Huai said, his voice trembling as he pointed to the window.

Seeing his cowardly appearance makes me angry.

"I'm not blind, shut up."

With a shout, I held the Five Emperors Coins in my left hand and slowly held the Thunderstrike Sword horizontally in front of me with my right.

"Will we be able to unleash a burst of energy later?"

I silently chanted to the Thunderstrike Sword in my mind, and soon, the Thunderstrike Sword's intent came through, carrying a rare solemnity:

"Alright, Master, after lying in the graveyard for so long, it's good to loosen up your bones."

My lips twitched. Although the Thunder Strike Sword had given me a positive answer, it still felt a bit off.

He has only a sword; he has no bones.

"But master, this stuff has a fishy smell, like rotten wood that's been soaking in water for a long time."

Water? Rotten wood?

A thought struck me: there was no river near the funeral home, and the backyard was just hard soil under the weeds.

Where did this thing come from?

Just then, the scratching sound came from the white wall where the sound had come from earlier.

It sounded like someone was using sharp fingernails to scrub the wall hard.

Standing next to me, Luo Tianhe gripped a crowbar he'd somehow acquired. The crowbar was rusty and, if used against a person, could probably even inflict tetanus.

The scratching sounds on the walls and the banging on the windows grew more urgent and louder, as if something was about to come in at any moment!

We can't wait any longer!

I bit my tongue hard, and the sharp pain jolted me awake.

Although my back is bleeding, the blood from the tip of my tongue is extremely yang and has the best effect on suppressing this kind of ghost. If I only use the blood from my back, it may not be enough.

At the same time, I flicked my left hand, and the five-emperor coin that I had been holding warmed slipped out of my hand.

The five coins traced an arc, but instead of hitting the wall or window, they shot precisely into the center of the hall.

"Brother Yan, you missed!" Li Huai was on the verge of tears.

I ignored him. My aim wasn't that off. The reason I threw the Five Emperor Coins into the center of the hall was because that was where we had gathered the most just now, and it was also the core area where the Yin energy was swirling.

"Yang metal breaks evil spirits and all evil spirits are dispersed!"

I gave a low shout, and the Five Emperor Coins immediately emitted a slight buzzing sound.

Instantly, the omnipresent yin energy seemed to dissipate considerably.

It works, but only temporarily!

I know that a single Five Emperors Coin stained with the blood from my tongue is not enough to suppress this evil thing that has come to my house!

After all, the feng shui of my funeral home is extraordinary. Ordinary ghosts and monsters would avoid it and would never come looking for me.

Unless it has a deep obsession with it, or this feng shui arrangement means nothing to it.

Sure enough, it was quiet for less than ten seconds.

A shrill scream, far more piercing than before and filled with resentment, suddenly erupted. It was no longer a simple woman's voice, but a distorted and distorted howl mixed with the voices of men, women, and children!

My expression immediately changed. This ferocious ghost has killed countless people!

In the hall, the candle that Li Huai had lit earlier, when the lights went out, instantly turned a ghastly green flame.

For a time, the funeral home resembled a mass grave, filled with eerie will-o'-the-wisps.

At the same time, the shadows of the ceiling in the corner and the furniture seemed to come alive, twisting and stretching wildly. Even the shadows under our feet no longer followed our movements, but were as if they were nailed to the ground.

The most terrifying thing was that white wall, which became damp and black at a visible speed, with patches of mold-like stains spreading rapidly.

"They're here!"

Luo Tianhe roared and hurled the crowbar, which he had bound with cinnabar thread, yellow talismans, and other miscellaneous talismans for warding off evil, at the nearest twisted shadow.

Surprisingly, it actually works somewhat.

The distorted figure disintegrated completely under the blows of his faintly glowing crowbar.

Although Li Huai was timid, he knew that hiding in fear wouldn't work at this time.

He grabbed some glutinous rice mixed with iron powder and cinnabar powder, and scattered it around us, making a constant sizzling sound.

"Lightning Strike Sword, now's the time!"

With a thought, I strode forward, blocking their path, and swung my Thunder Strike Sword horizontally forward without hesitation.

Suddenly, purple lightning burst forth from the Thunderstrike Sword, carrying a chilling aura of pure Yang energy that could shatter evil.

From the shadows ahead came countless overlapping cries of pain.

The lightning sword is still the best!

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Having placed my handy Thunder Strike Sword in the grave to help Old Knife had significantly reduced my ability to deal with ghosts.

So much so that basically no matter what kind of ghosts or monsters they encounter, they have to set up a formation.

Although the yin energy in front of us dissipated, the banging sounds on the wall grew louder and louder!

The twisted mold gradually coalesced into a hideous and terrifying human face, with its mouth even bulging outwards, as if trying to break free from the wall!

I took a deep breath of the cold air. Old Dao's condition was extremely critical at this moment, and we absolutely could not let them disturb Daoist Zhang Qingxiao.

"Luo Tianhe, grab a handful of incense ash, and when I give you the signal, scatter it in front of us and above our heads!"

I grabbed a packet of incense ash from the table and handed it to Luo Tianhe.

Although Luo Tianhe didn't understand what it was for, he quickly took it, his face solemn, and nodded seriously.

Then I quickly pulled out the three-edged bone needle.

If this thing comes out, I'll nail it to the wall!

Soon, his lips emerged from the wall, then his nose, his brow...

I seized the opportunity and flicked my wrist!

With a sharp "thud," the three-edged bone needle pinned the hideous face to the wall.

"Ughhhh!"

A bloodcurdling scream, so loud it seemed to pierce our eardrums, came from inside the wall.

The moldy, hideous face struggled violently, twisting and contorting, and the concave part suddenly retracted!

The plaster peeled off the wall in clumps, and the black stains rippled like water, gradually fading in color.

Almost at the same moment, I yelled at Luo Tianhe: "Shoot!"

Luo Tianhe was already prepared. Upon hearing this, he suddenly flung a large handful of incense ash in front of him and above his head.

Instantly, fine incense ash scattered in the air, filling the air with a faint sandalwood scent.

Strangely enough, this seemingly ordinary incense ash made a sizzling sound when it came into contact with the yin energy and the restless shadows in the air, just like cold water dripping into a hot oil pan.

"Wow, this incense ash is so effective!" Luo Tianhe said in surprise, grabbing another handful for future use.

"Of course! Guess what this thing is made of?"

I chuckled and said with a hint of smugness.

Luo Tianhe shook his head; he had thought it was just ordinary incense ash.

"This stuff is a mixture of ashes and powder scraped from the finest sandalwood coffin boards!"