Yan Ning was stunned for a moment. The backlash was indeed extremely painful, like a knife cutting into her heart again and again.
But she didn't have time to think about that; she had to save people now.
She forced back the pain and said, "It's okay, I can handle this little bit of pain. Hurry up and go find Xiaozhuo, stop talking nonsense."
Xie Huaiye didn't say much, and helped her to Xiao Zhuo's room.
Even from a distance, the two could hear Xiao Zhu screaming heartbreakingly from inside the room.
"Ugh, it hurts so much! It hurts so much!"
"My head is going to split open!"
Xiao Zhuo's voice fluctuated in volume, interspersed with wails, making Xie Huaiye's heart clench.
Upon reaching the room door, Yan Ning quickly took out a nitroglycerin pill from her bag and swallowed it.
This pill was given to her by her master before he passed away, who said it could protect her heart from damage in critical moments.
Yan Ning originally thought she would never need it, but unexpectedly, these seven Soul-Suppressing Nails directly caused her to lose all her strength, and she still obediently took out the Heart-Saving Pill.
She didn't know if her master had predicted it in advance, or if she had been too arrogant.
After taking the nitroglycerin pills, Yan Ning felt a little better in her chest and slowly pushed open the door.
The room was pitch black and so cold that people were shivering.
Xiao Zhuo seemed like a different person. She sat on the windowsill, desperately pulling at her hair, pulling out several clumps, and letting out frightening growls.
"Xiao Zhuo! Get down from the windowsill quickly!"
Xie Huaiye was extremely anxious and wanted to rush over and hug him.
"Dude, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."
Yan Ning quickly stopped him, saying, "Step back a bit. Getting too close could cause an accident and affect me. Let me try it alone."
"All right……"
Although Xie Huaiye was extremely worried, he still obediently took two steps back.
Yan Ning slowly walked into the darkness alone.
Xiao Zhu ignored everyone completely, continuing to frantically pull at her hair and yell even louder.
"Xiao Zhuo! Look at me!" Yan Ning raised her voice a little.
Xiao Zhu heard the sound and suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing with an eerie light in the darkness.
His eyes were black with glare, staring intently at Yan Ning with a fierce look in them, completely unlike his usual self.
"Get out of here!"
A hoarse and unpleasant voice squeezed out of his throat, full of malice.
"You're the one who should get lost."
Yan Ning's eyes turned cold, and her movements were as fast as the wind.
Suddenly, a thin, long silver needle appeared between her fingers.
Without any hesitation, she flicked her wrist and the needle pierced right in the middle of Xiao Zhuo's head!
"ah--"
Xiao Zhu let out a scream that no human could make.
He sprang up as if he'd been electrocuted, his strength terrifying, almost knocking Yan Ning over.
"Xie Huaiye! Quickly hold down his legs!" Yan Ning steadied himself and shouted immediately.
Xie Huaiye immediately pounced on him, using his entire body to firmly pin down Xiao Zhuo's kicking and thrashing legs.
At that moment, a thick, black mass suddenly burst out from the spot on Xiao Zhuo's head where he had been pricked by the needle!
The black mist was freezing cold and had a particularly disgusting stench.
"Holy crap, it stinks!" Yan Ning felt like vomiting.
It twisted and turned in the air, vaguely resembling a terrifying ghost face.
Then, with a "whoosh," it pounced straight at Xie Huaiye, who was closest to it.
"Watch out! Get out of the way!" Yan Ning shouted anxiously.
In an instant, Xie Huaiye felt his hair stand on end. He wanted to dodge, but his body was still pressing down on Xiao Zhuo's leg, and there was no time to react.
The black mist, resembling a ghostly face, was about to rush towards Xie Huaiye's face.
Yan Ning swiftly raised his left hand.
A handful of dark red powder, carrying a strong medicinal and cinnabar smell, was sprinkled directly onto the cloud of black mist.
"Sizzle, sizzle—"
Like a red-hot iron block hitting ice, the black gas emitted a piercing scream and immediately began to emit white smoke.
It twisted and shrank wildly, and its ghostly face dissipated, turning into wisps of black smoke that seemed about to dissipate.
"Xie Huaiye, your reaction is really slow. You need to practice more."
Yan Ning's eyes were icy cold as she swiftly wiped the end of the silver needle stuck in Xiao Zhuo's head with her right hand.
"I..." Xie Huaiye paused, about to speak.
Wow~~ Wow~~
The dissipating black smoke suddenly seemed to be sucked up by a vacuum cleaner, emitting strange, unwilling cries.
It sounded like a baby crying, both unpleasant and somewhat funny.
Then, they were all sucked back into the silver needle.
The silver needles instantly turned pitch black.
At the same time, Xiao Zhuo, who was being held down by Xie Huaiye, went limp and collapsed onto the windowsill like a lump of mud, her eyes rolling back as she fainted.
The ferocious look on his face was gone, leaving only a deathly pale face and a head full of cold sweat.
The suffocating chill in the room faded considerably.
"Xiao Zhuo! How are you?!"
Xie Huaiye disregarded his fear and rushed over to check Xiao Zhuo's breathing and heartbeat.
"It's alright, it's alright."
Upon discovering that he was still breathing and his heart was beating weakly, Xie Huaiye breathed a huge sigh of relief, feeling utterly exhausted.
"Holy crap, this is inhuman work, it's exhausting!"
Yan Ning also gasped for breath, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.
She carefully pulled out the blackened silver needle and wrapped it tightly in a piece of prepared yellow cloth.
She glanced at the unconscious Xiao Zhuo, then at Xie Huaiye who was still dazed, and said in a low voice:
"It's alright for now. The filth has been forced out and sealed off, but this is only a temporary solution..."
Yan Ning frowned, looked out at the dark night, and said in a deep voice:
“It will become even more ferocious after it is injured. Be careful, it might recover and desperately seek out the next unlucky person to possess, or come back to settle scores with you.”
Xie Huaiye frowned, thought for a while, and then spoke:
"So what should we do now?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Ning rolled her eyes. "What else can we do? Pack your things and move out."
"You don't necessarily want to stay here and be neighbors with that monstrosity, do you?"
Although he was sharp-tongued, Yan Ning's hands didn't stop moving.
She took out a yellow talisman folded into a triangle from her cloth bag.
Then, she lifted a corner of Xiao Zhuo's coat, stuffed the talisman into his breast pocket, and patted it gently.
"Keep it safe, it'll last for a while."
After finishing that, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned to Xie Huaiye and asked:
"Oh, by the way, who sold you this dilapidated house? That's really unethical."
Xie Huaiye tried hard to recall: "It was an old friend of my dad's, Uncle Pei, who introduced me to it."
"They've been business partners for many years, Uncle Pei... he must have been fooled too, right?"
Xie Huaiye's tone was somewhat uncertain, after all, that was someone his father trusted very much.
After listening, Yan Ning did not say anything immediately.
She was silent for a few seconds, then a sly smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes held a deeper meaning:
"Well, that's not necessarily true."
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