Was it the effect of the young woman's blood? Or the talisman? How could a body as heavy as a possessed tiger be suspended in mid-air? It didn't make sense.
"Let me go! I want to go home, I want to go home!!!" Zhang Lao Hu tried his best but couldn't move his body at all. He could only roar anxiously.
"Okay, but only if you listen to me. I'll take you home if I can." It just so happened that Feng Ling also needed a means of transportation, but the sacrifice was a bit too great.
If she bites her fingers a few more times, she will probably get anemia. She needs to buy some cinnabar next time.
God knows how long it has been since she used these low-end, inferior products. In her previous life, she had the power of the Holy Spirit, and she could draw talismans with the spirit, which was more convenient and more effective.
Therefore, these things are not prepared in the space.
After hearing this, Zhang Lao Hu burst into tears and said, "I will be obedient, I will be obedient. Please, witch, take me home."
Feng Ling was fortunate enough to see a crying tiger for the first time, and it was strange and eye-catching.
Alas, they are all poor people.
"Okay." While exorcising evil spirits and repairing the holy bell, Feng Ling also cultivated the golden light of merit. This was her job and there was no reason to refuse.
Feng Ling rang the holy bell again and drew a talisman with his bare hands, "Repel evil and protect the truth, the spirit of Tao always exists, exorcise evil and transform evil, change strangely, hurry up and obey the command!"
Strange transformation, using the blood of the previous talisman to directly change into the next talisman with a different effect.
When the talisman was placed on Zhang Lao Hu's forehead again, the blood-red in his eyes gradually returned to the tiger's original yellow, his violent breath was soothed, and his mind became clear.
"You are Feng Ling? So you're not Su Shenpo, niece Feng Ling, where is your big spotted face?"
After recovering, Zhang Lao Hu became extremely noisy, which made Feng Ling speechless for a while, but it reminded her that her big spotted face had improved.
Tsk, how could it be bad? That was just the toad sand that Su Pozi injected to protect Feng Ling. If the innocence is gone, then of course the face will be better.
But you can't let others know.
Feng Ling took out a black veil from the air and put it on herself.
"Uncle Zhang, let's go. But I'm weak, so I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to give me a ride."
"Ah? Oh! Hoo-hoo-ho..."
Feng Ling jumped onto the big tiger's back and left the forest with a bundle of firewood and some prey.
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