The hanging ghost never expected that this mentally ill person would pull out another wooden plaque, engraved with the Five Thunder Token! Even more terrifying, this person actually tied the token to himself with a rope stained with chicken blood!
Although Fang Zhiyi's abilities were insufficient to summon lightning, a single consecrated Five Thunder Token was enough to make the hanging ghost jump around.
He and the rat demon squatted beside it, watching the hanging ghost twitch in mid-air, making sounds more eerie than ever before, making it impossible to tell whether it was crying or laughing.
"Master Dao, it... it seems to be failing," Xiaobai said hesitantly.
Fang Zhiyi shook her head: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This little trick won't kill it."
"So what do we do next?"
"If I can't kill it, I'll at least hurt it! It's riding right on my head!"
Xiao Bai glanced at the hanging ghost with sympathy. Although demons and ghosts were also different kinds of beings, it felt a pang of pity for him at this moment: "Why did you provoke him?"
Seeing Fang Zhiyi pull out another handful of talismans, the hanging ghost finally became afraid.
"I was wrong! I was wrong, Daoist! I was wrong!" It couldn't understand how this person, who looked like a poor boy, was actually a Daoist!
Fang Zhiyi held a talisman in one hand and pointed at it with the other: "Come on, get down here!"
"No, no, no, Master Dao, you were wrong, you were really wrong!"
"You've been waiting here for me, haven't you? Trying to play the waiting game with me? Do you have the skill?"
"No, Master Dao, I can't leave..."
Fang Zhiyi ignored that and said, "Let me tell you, from now on, in this territory, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low. Do you understand?"
Unable to nod, the hanging ghost could only shake its body desperately, saying, "I understand, Daoist! I understand!"
"I'll let you off the hook for now, but from now on, you'd better call me 'Master Dao' the moment you see me! Otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you!"
The hanged ghost had a mournful face, making its already distorted face even more grotesque.
Seeing that Fang Zhiyi was about to leave, it breathed a sigh of relief, but then Fang Zhiyi suddenly turned back again: "By the way, what did you do wrong?"
"I, I, I shouldn't have had feelings for Master Dao! I shouldn't have tried to trick you into becoming my scapegoat!" the hanged ghost hurriedly replied.
"Bullshit! Your mistake was riding on my neck!" Fang Zhiyi roared.
The hanging ghost almost cried out, "Please let me go, Taoist priest! I was really wrong!" Whether it was a talisman or a magic weapon, although it couldn't make her soul disappear, the feeling of being worse than death was even more unbearable than her soul being scattered.
Xiao Bai watched as Fang Zhiyi dealt with the hanging ghost again with yellow talismans, and silently took a step back.
Thankfully, I didn't provoke him in the first place.
The little ghost was still squatting outside the He family's gate. It was already past midnight. The little ghost's eyes were darting around. Suddenly, it saw a passerby walking at night. Without hesitation, it followed him and then jumped onto the passerby's back, hanging its whole body on him.
The unsuspecting passerby took the ghost with him.
Not long after he left, Fang Zhiyi swaggered into the vicinity, searched around but couldn't find the brat from that day, which made Fang Zhiyi a little unhappy, but there was nothing she could do but go back for the time being.
The next day, while wandering outside, Fang Zhiyi heard that Ah Zhen, a porter in the east of town, had suddenly fallen ill and was like a madman, eating whatever he could grab.
"The opportunity has come!" Fang Zhiyi hurriedly put on his clothes, and Xiao Bai, at his request, transformed into a handsome young man, who then consciously carried his belongings on his back.
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