Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 1303 The Spirit of Tree Burial (43)

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Ruirui pushed her head against me to prevent me from falling. "Boss He, my mother is not feeling well."

He Kaifeng and Siemens rushed towards me at the same time, and everyone surrounded me.

"I-my heart hurts so much." I said weakly in a very low voice.

Siemens was extremely nervous, "How could this happen? Didn't Xiaolei's heart hurt only when dealing with the ghost baby?" He glanced at He Kaifeng who was holding me, then looked at Hualong, and then pointed at Hualong angrily. He scolded: "Hualong, did you do something? I can't spare you."

"not me."

"not him."

Hualong and He Kaifeng said in unison. He Kaifeng touched my forehead, then opened his palm, and there was some black ink on his fingers.

At this time, the village chief said: "This is it."

Everyone turned to look at the village chief, who was holding up the ink fountain in his hand, "It should be my ink fountain, right? My grandfather and my father both used ink fountains to drive away evil spirits. I think this lady must be haunted by ghosts."

It turns out that the small speck of black ink on my forehead was splashed on my forehead by the village chief when he was flicking the line of the ink fountain. It was my fault that I stood too close just now. I didn’t expect the ink fountain to be so powerful.

"Why, is that thing really what made Xiaolei feel uncomfortable?" Siemens said, pointing to the ink fountain in the village chief's hand.

Hualong nodded, "The ink bucket comes from Master Lu Ban. It is used to pick up long straight lines. It is an iconic item in the carpentry industry. Because it can measure integrity, it is a powerful righteous thing that can suppress all evils. Folks also place ink buckets in their homes to ward off evil and bring good fortune. The custom is a powerful tool for exorcising ghosts. But in fact, it can only be used to its greatest effect when it is used in the hands of craftsmen."

"Village chief, please put the ink fountain away first?" He Kaifeng said politely. When he was in a weak situation, He Kaifeng usually took the step of courtesy first and then fighting.

The old village chief looked at the ink fountain in his hand and thought for a moment, then turned around and took out a red cloth bag from the box and put the ink fountain in it.

Then, he handed the red bag containing the ink fountain directly to He Kaifeng, who was hugging me. "This is for you, maybe you will find it useful." He said.

He Kaifeng glanced at it and refused, "No."

I looked at the red cloth bag and asked the village chief, "Is the ghost on my body also afraid of this, so my heart hurts?"

The old village chief nodded.

"Then can he use it to eliminate the ghosts in me?" I asked again.

The old village chief nodded again, "Of course."

When I heard this, I was overjoyed and reached out to pick it up. He Kaifeng angrily knocked Mo Dou to the ground, "I said we don't want it."

I was shocked by him. Hualong silently picked up the ink fountain and said to the old village chief: "Village chief, his girlfriend is dying and she will inevitably be in a bad mood. Don't mind, I will accept it for them."

He Kaifeng glared at Hua Long, "What are you doing with it? Mo Dou can kill Guiying and Ling'er. Guiying has been integrated into his heart now. They are one body now."

"I didn't say I would use it, just keep it just in case." Hualong didn't look at He Kaifeng, looking a little guilty.

Siemens clenched his fist tightly, as if he was going to hit someone. I kicked Simon with my foot and said, "Simon, calm down, don't make trouble."

Only then did Siemens loosen his fist and said to the old village chief: "Thankfully you are still the chief of this village. Look, we are your tourists. On the first day we came to your village, we were the ghosts you created." The baby was entangled.

(End of this chapter)