I prepared the Seven Star Sword and yellow paper, stood at the entrance of the corridor, and listened quietly to the noises downstairs. If any ghosts ran to the sixth floor, I would chop them to death. Only in this way could I delay time as much as possible.
"This is not a solution..." The boatman frowned.
Feng Ling said, "Aren't ghosts afraid of blood? Let's each prepare some blood, so that if they come, we can be on guard."
The taxi driver agreed, "Yes, yes, yes! Let the blood out!" After that, he bit his finger without hesitation, asked me for some yellow paper, and put the blood on the yellow paper.
Feng Ling, Qiao Xiaomu, and the boatman all followed suit, but the boatman and taxi driver injured themselves to draw blood, while Feng Ling and Qiao Xiaomu, the two women, quietly hid in the dark, thinking we couldn't see. The taxi driver and boatman probably couldn't see, but I saw it clearly: they took off their pants, revealing their beautiful white legs... Well, that's not the point. The point is that they both took out a sanitary napkin from their panties...
The scary thing is that the sanitary napkin is dark red, which looks scary.
They put on their pants and came back. I pretended not to notice anything and asked them, "Are you ready?"
Feng Ling and Qiao Xiaomu looked at each other, then smiled mysteriously.
I was speechless. Isn't it just a sanitary napkin? Why is there such a mystery?
Since they were all ready, I couldn't fall behind. I bit my finger and smeared my Yang blood on the Seven Star Sword. Then I said, "I'm going to take this opportunity to rush downstairs and set up a formation. Otherwise, it will be too difficult to eliminate them all. You must protect yourselves!"
The taxi driver said excitedly: "Young master, just go ahead and leave it to us!"
Go ahead and do it without worry? I turned around, glared at him, and said, "You thief driver, you better behave yourself when I'm not around."
"I know, I know! But don't always call me a robber driver. I have a name. Call me Li Dapao!" The taxi driver who called himself "Li Dapao" said, patting his chest.
Me: “Oh.”
"Why are you so calm?" Dapao glared.
"Stop talking nonsense, here they come!" I shot down a Samadhi Fire Talisman, and immediately there was a scream in the corridor, and then the lower floor began to boil, as if an army was advancing upstairs.
The boatman and Li Dapao crouched near the stairs, trembling as they prepared the blood-stained yellow paper. Feng Ling and Qiao Xiaomu followed behind, holding sanitary pads. Soon, there was a commotion below, and instantly, the terrifying cries of evil spirits surged up from the lower floors, accompanied by dozens of ghosts. Their terrifying appearance, with their fangs bared, pale faces, white clothes, and disheveled hair, frightened Feng Ling and Qiao Xiaomu to death.
Even the men, the boatman and Li Dapao, were terrified. I shouted, took a step forward, and pierced the chests of three evil spirits with the Seven Star Sword, instantly annihilating them. Simultaneously, my left hand shot out yellow paper, and where the Samadhi Fire swirled, several more ghosts vanished completely.
Seeing how "brutal" I was, the boatman and Li Dapao also grew bolder. When I was fighting with the ghosts, a few ghosts slipped past me and tried to deal with the boatman and others behind me. The boatman and Li Dapao each took a piece of yellow paper and slapped it hard on the ghosts' foreheads.
The yellow paper was stained with blood. Although it was not the same yang blood as mine, it was also extremely powerful. It quickly scared away the few ghosts that had slipped up.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After this incident, the boatman and Li Dapao were full of confidence. They held the stack of yellow paper I gave them in their hands. Whenever a ghost rushed over, they would stain the paper with blood and slap it away. In this way, they barely blocked the attack of the ghosts.
At this moment, a few ghosts suddenly floated in from the sixth-floor window. I thought to myself, "Oh no! I didn't expect them to take a detour!" I had already reached the bottom of the stairs, and it was too late to turn back and save them.
When those ghosts stretched out their sharp claws and pounced towards Feng Ling and Qiao Xiaomu, Feng Ling screamed, and the sanitary napkin was like a white wind wheel in the dark night, and she was playing with it with great power. Several ghosts close to her were slapped twice by the sanitary napkin, screamed, and disappeared in an instant.
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