When I heard Luo Tianhe say that, I almost burst out laughing.

"Brother, it's not that simple. Do you think you're Lam Ching-ying?"

Luo Tianhe shook his head sheepishly.

"Isn't there you? And there's Elder Tan, who's also a highly accomplished person."

Old Tan waved his hand.

"I wouldn't dare to talk nonsense. My old bones would fall apart if I moved them even slightly."

I shook my head as well: "The pus, blood, and hair on the ground outside are materialized evil spirits. They can't be cut with a knife or burned away with fire. The dead head is a corpse that has been temporarily awakened by the yin energy. Its resentment is attached to the corpse, and it's not easy to deal with. As for the things in the painting, they are even more evil. There aren't enough of us to fill their teeth."

Upon hearing this, Professor Tan stared intently at me: "Can a cobbler's needle and thread sew people to death, but not these kinds of grotesque things?"

Professor Tan's question caught me off guard. How can sewing up a dead person and sewing up a ghost be the same thing?

At least dead people don't move, they won't glare at you with resentful eyes, and they might even bite you.

But instead of answering immediately, I slowly took out the three-edged bone needle.

Right now, the only option is to force our way out. If we're trapped in this house, we'll be sitting ducks sooner or later.

"The ancestors of the cobblers did pass down some methods for dealing with extraordinary things, but most of them have been lost, and the remaining ones are very dangerous. If you're not careful, you might not be able to suppress the evil spirits and end up getting yourself killed instead."

I stroked the cold, ancient needle.

"Let's take a gamble! At this point, let's not worry about the dangers. It's better than waiting to die!"

Luo Tianhe roared.

I took a deep breath, looked at the menacing dead head outside and the increasingly restless female ghost in the painting, and made up my mind.

There is a saying that goes, "Use a corpse to suppress the soul, and use resentment to stop resentment."

I spoke slowly, my voice extremely low, so that Luo Tianhe and the others could barely hear me.

"The dead head watching us from outside is a corpse awakened by the yin energy here. It's not acting on its own; it's more like a puppet being pulled by strings. The other end of the strings could be something in a painting, or something even more sinister buried under the house."

I said slowly.

Luo Tianhe and the others listened very attentively.

"If we can temporarily freeze this puppet, or even more ruthlessly, use the puppet to attack the other end of the string, we might be able to disrupt their rhythm and create an opportunity for us."

"What you're saying sounds a bit far-fetched. How do you nail it? How do you recoil?"

Professor Tan frowned and pressed for an answer.

I held up the three-edged bone needle: "These things were passed down to me by my grandfather. He said they were soaked in children's urine for forty-nine days and buried in a sunny grave for three years. They have a very strong effect on suppressing the resentment of ghosts."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhe and Li Huai stared at me with wide eyes, as they had never heard me mention this before.

The main reason is that I always carry this with me. I feel a little embarrassed to have soaked it in a boy's urine for so long.

The reason I told Professor Tan was to let him know more about the details of my three-edged bone needle.

Professor Tan's face lit up with joy after hearing this.

Then I picked up a talisman: "This is an exorcism talisman, which I drew myself. I can only say that I have some skill in this area, far inferior to those orthodox Taoist priests. However, this thing can guide and gather yin energy and evil energy within a certain range to a single point."

Finally, my gaze fell on the corpse outside.

"My idea is to use this talisman to try to draw all the surging Yin energy to him."

He was merely a recently deceased corpse, an ordinary person in life. Being struck by additional resentment, he was likely to experience a brief moment of paralysis or confusion!

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, I'll drive a nail into his glabella or the back of his neck!"

I said in a harsh voice, involuntarily revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"The glabella is the gateway to the spirit platform, and the Dazhui (GV14) is the passageway to the balcony. Once the bone nail is driven in, it will temporarily seal off his connection with the outside world. If you're lucky, it can completely freeze him, or even cause him to self-destruct because the resentment in his body is suddenly condensed and cannot be channeled. It may also affect the things behind him."

After I finished speaking, I felt that the plan sounded like a fantasy, full of loopholes.

After all, this was just a solution I came up with in a hurry, so it's impossible for it to be perfect.

But Professor Tan's eyes lit up after hearing this: "That makes sense. There's a lot of yin energy and resentment here, which could really backfire on it. Young man, what do you need us to do?"

When Luo Tianhe heard that I had a solution, he said excitedly, "Tell me what to do, and I'll do it. You need to take down that dead man's head later, right? I'll help you hold him down!"

Upon hearing this, Li Huai couldn't help but glance at the rotting, maggot-infested corpse and felt a surge of admiration for Luo Tianhe.

I shook my head and poured cold water on him: "That thing isn't a living person. It's incredibly strong. You can't hold it down at all. Besides, getting stuck with it will bring bad luck. It's not worth it. What you need to do is create opportunities for me. Attract it or distract it the moment I make a move."

Luo Tianhe nodded upon hearing this, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

He got carried away and said some crazy things. If I really let him touch that corpse, he'd probably be disgusted to death.

After all, that thing is covered in wriggling maggots, so if he tries to press it, he will inevitably touch it.

"Li Huai, don't just sit idly by."

After giving instructions to Luo Tianhe, I looked at Li Huai.

Li Huai immediately pointed to himself, revealing...

"ah?"

His expression.

"Stop pointing, it's you. You have a strong destiny and are born with evil spirits. You have a certain resistance to these evil things, and you are also more likely to be targeted by them. Keep an eye on them for me later."

I spoke very quickly.

"What are you looking at?"

Li Huai looked puzzled. These ghostly things weren't invisible; they weren't something that required his Yin-Yang Eyes to see. We could see them all.

"Look at the aura!"

I stared into his eyes, my expression grave.

“Although you don’t understand, your instincts are very accurate. When I’m drawing out evil spirits or inserting needles, if you feel a particularly cold or creepy direction, shout it out immediately! That might be the direction from which the thread controlling the dead man’s head is coming, or the direction from which other dangers are approaching.”

Li Huai's face was pale, but he still nodded forcefully.

"I shouldn't be idle either."

Professor Tan gave a wry smile.

"That's right!"

I nodded and, without any ceremony, gave him my orders: "Your yin-related money and your own aura can temporarily stabilize this small area. During my spell, try not to let any other messy yin energy interfere with me!"

I tried my best!

"good."

I exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling my heart pounding wildly; this was a gamble with my life.