It grimaced in pain and instinctively clawed the owner of the hand.
Chu Qi's vision returned to normal, and she discovered that the human head braid she was holding was actually a fox's tail.
Cover your eyes!
Realizing this problem, Chu Qi hurriedly hugged the fox back into his arms. The latter hummed in grievance, but stretched out his tongue to lick Chu Qi's injured arm.
Chu Qi touched its head soothingly, then went back into the donkey cart, grabbed a handful of paper, and simply used the blood on her arm to draw a new talisman in one go.
As the blood was consumed, her face looked a little ugly, and the pain from the wounds was within the tolerable but uncomfortable range.
The fox stretched out its head and nudged Chu Qi's calf.
Chu Qi picked it up again and lit a talisman.
The talisman with bright flames kept burning, gradually forming a light spot in the air that provided direction.
Chu Qi followed the light and walked forward with a cold face.
After about a cup of tea, I found a shrine filled with a strange atmosphere.
The shrine was built in a tall courtyard, and in the center of the courtyard stood a tall locust tree.
The trunk of the locust tree is extremely thick, and it would take at least an adult to hug it together.
The shrine is just below the locust tree, with four red candles burning in front of it.
Three roots for worshipping gods and four roots for worshipping ghosts.
The thing in the shrine doesn't look like a good person.
Chu Qi did not approach rashly, but directly used local materials to set up a typical ghost-catching formation.
Since this shrine can be found by Chu Qi's talisman, it is obviously within the scope of what can be done.
She was not panicking.
Things produced by the system are more reassuring than those produced by some wild Taoist priests who show up halfway.
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