Chapter 25: Protect our Tang Monk's flesh, the little devil sends his head thousands of miles away
'Squeak, squeak!'
The sound of nails scratching the door was creepy and continued.
The puppet's body was too weak to get in, and soon it became quiet outside.
Fuyun hugged her knees tightly and could not hear any sound. Could it be that it had left?
At this moment, she heard the child's voice faintly in her ears: "Mom, why don't you want me?"
A child's voice kept whispering in her ear like a spell: "Mom, please open the door and let me in!"
Fuyun covered her ears tightly. It must be the little ghost confusing her. As long as she didn't think or listen, the ghost would never come in.
The live broadcast room suddenly became quiet, because it looked like the phone was thrown into the bedroom.
[What's going on? Fuyun is hiding, right?]
[I can't see the picture anymore. She actually threw her phone away.]
[Now I only hear the creaking sound, which is even scarier than seeing the picture.]
[Oh my god, my back is tingling. Master, will I be okay if I don't get caught by this little brat?]
"Don't worry, Fuyun should be hiding in the next room." Meng Fuling could only see the ceiling now.
"If she doesn't come out and survive for forty-nine hours, the Kumantong will have nowhere to attach her soul and will scatter."
Everyone was relieved to hear Meng Fuling say this, and there was no movement for a long time.
"Fuling, I don't know what's going on over there!"
Although Fang Jinyu doesn't like Fuyun, she still cares about her safety when encountering such things.
At this moment, the screen moved slightly, and a pair of scarlet eyes instantly appeared on the screen.
The fight started close to the puppet's face, and it was watching through the live broadcast screen of the mobile phone.
These eyes frightened Fang Jinyu so much that she jumped back and felt a chill on her back.
Meng Fuling realized the danger and hurriedly reached out to cover Fang Jinyu's eyes: "Don't look at it."
Although it was only for a moment, Fang Jinyu still made eye contact with it.
The plastic doll's face was reflected on the screen, and a smile slowly appeared at the corners of its lips.
The next second, a black aura left the puppet's body, and it fell to the ground motionless.
Meng Fuling looked at Fang Jinyu, who was standing beside her with a dazed look, and went up to shake her: "Jinyu, wake up quickly."
Fang Jinyu seemed to be out of her body for several seconds, and it took her a while to come back to her senses: "What's wrong?"
Her face was pale and her mind seemed to be blank. In the blink of an eye, her expression changed instantly.
The black air in the corner of her eyes made Meng Fuling tighten her fingers, and she thought to herself that something had happened.
She once said that she should never look a ghost in the eye, but she never expected that she could let it do that even through the screen of her mobile phone.
"Jinyu, you've been marked by it!" Meng Fuling said with guilt: "This Kumantong is really difficult to deal with. I didn't expect it to be able to change owners."
Fang Jinyu still didn't understand: "Fuling, what does this mean? What does it mean to change owners?"
Meng Fuling's face was solemn. "It gave up Fuyun and turned its target to you. Now you have become its possessed owner."
The frightened people in the live broadcast room cried out in surprise, as the amount of information was a bit overwhelming.
[Fuck, what does Master mean by that? This owner can actually be transferred?]
This Kumantong was able to find its new owner through the phone screen. It turned out to be Fang Jinyu.
[No wonder I seemed to see it smile just now. It felt like my soul was taken away for a moment.]
[This kid has the aura of a heroine. He's good at playing the second-best joke. If this one doesn't work, let's try another one. Will the next one be better?]
After being fed with Fuyun's blood for three years, this little ghost is quite violent. This is the first time Meng Fuling has encountered such a thing.
"Then, what should we do?" Fang Jinyu was just doing a fortune-telling live with her, but ended up getting herself involved.
"It has no body now, but once it recognizes you, it will definitely come looking for you."
Fang Jinyu was frightened and burst into tears: "Why am I so unlucky that I always encounter this kind of thing."
Meng Fuling had no better solution at the moment: "I'm by your side and I won't let anything happen to you."
As long as we can send it away, we can protect Fang Jinyu's safety.
Fang Jinyu's horoscope is indeed prone to attracting ghosts, so she encountered the Yellow Springs Bus.
She is the easiest body for evil spirits to possess, no wonder the Kumantong chose her.
In order to ensure Fang Jinyu's safety, Meng Fuling drew a circle around her with salt and sprinkled rice on it.
Time passed minute by minute, and Fang Jinyu sat in the circle and looked around nervously.
This scene looks very much like the circle that Monkey King drew for Tang Monk. She is Tang Monk's flesh that will be eaten by the monster.
Meng Fuling was about to go to the door of the room and make some arrangements: "Jinyu, stay inside the circle and don't move."
The air in the room was a little suffocating, and she nodded nervously: "Yeah, I know!"
Meng Fuling glanced at the time and it was almost midnight.
She came to the door with salt and rice, squatted down and spread them evenly on the threshold.
"Hula!" Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from his back, making him frown.
She subconsciously looked behind her and saw that Fang Jinyu was no longer on the sofa.
Meng Fuling looked around in astonishment, only to find that she had stepped out of the safety circle.
I don't know when the window was opened, and a cold wind blew in, blowing away the salt circles on the ground.
"Jinyu!" She called her name loudly, but she stood in front of the window with a dull look in her eyes.
It seemed that An'an couldn't hear it, and a hand actually reached out of the window.
A black aura flew in from outside the window and surrounded her.
It is said that the King of Hell is easy to deal with, but the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. This guy didn't come in through the main door but came in through the window.
Fang Jinyu grabbed her neck tightly with both hands, losing control and allowing the evil spirit to possess her.
Her eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and she was gasping for breath.
"Stop!" Meng Fuling took a step forward and pulled Fang Jinyu back into the room, grabbing a ball of black mist with one hand.
She seemed to grab a ball of air in front of her and made a gesture with two fingers.
"Cough cough cough!" Fang Jinyu came back to her senses, touched her neck and started coughing continuously.
She had no idea what she had done. She only heard the crying of a child telling her to open the window.
"What, what is this thing!" Fang Jinyu quickly retreated backwards.
A figure gradually emerged from the black mist, and its shape gradually appeared in her hands.
This Kumantong is actually a child over one year old and looks like a girl.
Her face was pale and her eyes were dark. She was wearing a pink dress and the bows on her two pigtails were broken.
This child should have been loved by the whole family when he was alive, but after his death, he was surrounded by resentment.
Seeing this, Xiaoman started to coo, fluttered his wings and pecked at the little ghost.
The child was pecked several times on its face and cried out in pain.
"Woohoo! Mommy, Mommy!"
As soon as she arrived, she was beaten up and cried for her parents. Normally, those little ghosts would hide far away when they saw Meng Fuling, but now some ghosts came to her door on their own.
The little devil really wanted to die, offering his head thousands of miles away.
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