Chapter 123 Can aunt’s scarf exorcise evil spirits? !
The hair pulling feeling is gone.
There is nothing in the room.
Jiang Nanxi looked at the window. The window of the room was wide open, and the night wind blew the curtains.
But she remembered,
She closed the window before going out!
Jiang Nanxi pressed the light switch again, and it could now be turned on.
"What ran away so quickly? Did it come in just to pull my hair?"
Jiang Nanxi thought it was a ghost, but after checking the room, he didn't find any ghost energy.
She closed the window and went to wash up.
After washing and lying on the bed, she gradually began to feel sleepy and her head became drowsy.
Vaguely, she seemed to hear a click, and something opened the window of the room.
Her body was very heavy, and she felt like a ghost was pressing on the bed, making it impossible for her to wake up.
Click, click.
There was a slight gnawing sound.
Jiang Nanxi's arm was stretched out of the quilt and placed just on the quilt. She felt that the thing on her body was pressing on her hand and nibbling on her fingers!
Jiang Nanxi quickly withdrew his hand, took out the electric mosquito swatter from the storage space, and slapped the things on his body hard.
Snap——!
A blue-purple lightning flashed on the electric mosquito swatter. The electricity struck the thing and the room lit up.
"Uh-huh!"
A dull scream came.
Jiang Nanxi sat up suddenly and met a pair of red and sinister eyes and a charred old face.
Bang--!
The thing ejected out the window, and the charred old face disappeared!
Jiang Nanxi chased to the window and took a look, and saw a spherical object falling to the ground, then bouncing into the woods and disappearing!
"Human head?"
Jiang Nanxi looked a little surprised.
This head that is causing trouble in the dark is not a ghost head, but a living head!
Her consciousness could clearly feel that the human head was made of flesh and blood, so when the electric mosquito slapped on his head, his face was scorched by electricity.
"If a living person's head fell off, he would have died long ago. How can this head jump, jump, and bite people?"
Jiang Nanxi looked down at his fingers and found that a nail on his right index finger had been bitten off.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, one of her fingers would have been bitten off by this thing.
Wait a moment!
Hair, nails, blood... these things seem to be necessary to cast a spell or lower your head!
Does that person want to lower his head for her? !
Jiang Nanxi thought of the information Ye Shutong sent her. The wanted criminal was a Nanyang head-dropping master who was good at all kinds of spells and witchcraft, and could also perform extremely rare flying head-dropping.
Flying head descending is a kind of evil technique used by head descending masters to improve their cultivation. After successful practice, they can cut off their own heads and fly out in the dark, quietly sucking the blood of living people.
Moreover, the flying heads have strong hiding and escaping abilities. Some people died on flying heads without even knowing when they died.
Jiang Nanxi looked at the dark night outside the B&B, with a flash of excitement in his eyes, "I didn't expect that I would come to the door."
But then.
She was a little confused again.
"This guy doesn't know that I'm going to arrest him, right? I don't know him either, so why does he suddenly want to lower his head to me?"
Jiang Nanxi tried hard to recall the facial features of that head, and felt that it was a bit familiar.
She has seen this face before!
Jiang Nanxi remembered, "This face looks a bit like the face carved on Song Wanwan's jade plaque. Could it be related to Song Wanwan?"
Jiang Nanxi rode out on a broomstick and stopped outside the window of Song Wanwan's room.
Jiang Nanxi was outside the window and found a small gap between the curtains, so she took a look through the gap.
Song Wanwan was sitting at the table. On the table was the black jade plaque. The human face carved on the jade plaque emitted a strange bloody light. She was talking to the jade plaque.
Song Wanwan said, "Have you got it?" "I've got the hair and nails, but what's missing is the blood. Only by getting these three things and matching her birth date can I lower my head."
Song Wanwan said anxiously, "Then think of a way! Shen Lan is your nephew, and she was the one who killed her! Just lower your head and kill her!"
The voice sneered, "Why are you anxious? I won't let her die so easily. I have my plan! I will use the head-lowering technique to control her and make her pay a heavy price and suffer humiliation and pain." Die!”
Song Wanwan's voice was full of panic, "No, no, we can't let her live. Sooner or later she will find out if she is alive... I will lose everything! Kill her now!"
"You are not qualified to order me!"
There was a snap.
Song Wanwan was slapped by a force, and then she became completely quiet.
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outside the window.
Jiang Nanxi's eyes turned cold, "Sure enough, it was Song Wanwan who did it. The jade token she was looking at was given by the Jiangtou Master. This jade token allows her to contact the Jiangtou Master and summon Feitou Jiang!"
Jiang Nanxi thought for a moment, then returned to her room and let out a scream.
"Ahhh! Ghost!"
Jiang Nanxi ran out of the room in a panic and banged on Song Wanwan's room.
"Song Wanwan, open the door, have you found something to harm me! Wuwuwuwuwu, I will never target you again. It was all my fault in the past. Please forgive me, okay! Let that thing go quickly. ! ”
When Song Wanwan heard her crying voice, she paused and opened the door.
Seeing Jiang Nanxi's face full of fear and crying, Song Wanwan was a little surprised. She didn't expect Jiang Nanxi to be so frightened by Feitou Jiang.
When Song Wanwan thought there was a camera outside the room, she said, "I didn't harm you. Did you misunderstand?"
"Really?"
Jiang Nanxi collapsed on the ground and said with a pale face, "Then, can I sleep with you? There are very scary things in my room, and I dare not go back."
Although Song Wanwan thought Jiang Nanxi's reaction was a bit strange, she thought of Jiang Nanxi sleeping with her. She could lock the doors and windows of the room so that Jiang Nanxi couldn't escape!
In this way, Mr. Wu can easily get her blood and perform a head-lowering technique on her!
Song Wanwan said directly, "Okay, since you are so pitiful, I will take you in."
When others heard the noise and came out of the room, Jiang Nanxi had already entered Song Wanwan's room.
Song Wanwan locked the doors and windows.
The two of them were sleeping on the same quilt.
About half an hour later, Song Wanwan felt herself enveloped by a strange force, and she quickly fell asleep and lost consciousness.
Jiang Nanxi lay motionless on the bed, his consciousness very clear, and the feeling of a ghost pressing on the bed appeared again.
But this time, she put her hand inside the quilt, so the head was pressed against her stomach.
Bang--!
She felt the man's head jump, and he wanted to bite her face and take her blood.
Jiang Nanxi suddenly got under the quilt and turned sideways, causing the head to fall away.
She hid under the quilt, lifted up Song Wanwan's nightgown, and pulled out Song Wanwan's auntie towel.
When Ren Tou wanted to get into bed, she suddenly lifted the quilt and put the auntie towel on Ren Tou's forehead!
Jiang Nanxi also muttered, "On the Internet, it is said that aunt's blood is dirty and can ward off evil spirits. I don't know if it is true or not. I'll give it a try!"
Head-dropping Master:?
Damn, why is this woman so disgusting! She pulled out her auntie's scarf and put it on his head? !
etc.
What a strong smell of blood.
Aunt's blood?
Forget it, it’s blood too!
(End of chapter)