Who is my upstairs

Chapter 93 My hands are cloudy
This time, Yang Xiaofan could feel that what this food was eating was not Xu Zhiwen's soul, so Xu Zhiwen didn't feel any pain.It ate Xu Zhiwen's real flesh and blood, and Xu Zhiwen's nose was really gone!

There is only a bloody mess left, which is really shocking to see.

"Yang Xiaofan, help me... that thing can bite!!" Xu Gang ran out of the kitchen scrambling, the blood from his nose dripped on the ground, and a lot of blood bloomed.

The infant spirit was extremely vengeful, it was buried with glutinous rice by Xu Zhiwen, and suffered serious injuries, its small body turned into charred black like black charcoal.

It was crying in pain, and while following behind Xu Zhiwen, it muttered, "Dad, you hurt me so much, Dad, I hurt so much, can you give me your head..."

Yingling landed on all fours, crawling extremely fast, until Yang Xiaofan chased him out.It firmly bit Xu Zhiwen's ankle, no matter how Xu Zhiwen swung his leg, he would not let go.

On Xu Zhiwen's white socks, there seemed to be a black tooth mark out of thin air, red and black blood came out, and the black on the tooth mark would actually center on the wound and spread to all parts of his skin.

Xu Zhiwen was about to go crazy, he regretted coming back to help Yang Xiaofan deal with this thing, and hated Han Shasha even more in his heart for aborting the child on his own initiative.

When he saw Yang Xiaofan, it was as if he saw a savior, and he begged, "Xiaofan, save me quickly, let this thing roll away, my feet... my feet..."

Yang Xiaofan frowned, this infant spirit has already become a fierce ghost, with the abilities of the two of them, plus Xu Gang's ability, it is estimated that it will be explained here today.

She suddenly regretted calling Xu Gang this time, implicating Xu Gang in the matter of Yingling.

Looking at Xu Zhiwen whose face was covered in blood, Yang Xiaofan really didn't want to save him, she was very afraid that she would provoke Ying Ling, so that thing gave up attacking Xu Zhiwen and changed the target to herself.

"Yang Xiaofan, don't forget, I saved you at the critical moment, come and help me...I...I..." Xu Zhiwen hoarse in panic, and finally his voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak.

Tangtang was a big man, terrified to the extreme, probably like Xu Zhiwen, crying helplessly, "Just let me go, I promise you will definitely find an eminent monk to save you, go find your mother... don't come here I."

Xu Zhiwen's cry reached Yang Xiaofan's ears, she didn't think it was funny at all, she was also trembling with fear.

The surrounding air became extremely cold due to the appearance of the infant spirit, and the thing in the attic seemed to sense that something extremely powerful had come to Li's ancestral house, knocking hard on the broken wooden door in the attic.

Even the baby spirits in the basement seemed to be aware of the things on the ground, and they cried out terribly.

The number of baby spirits underground made the cries one after another, and the cries came up in the empty basement, with a scalp-numbing echo.

The whole house seemed to be surrounded by hostility and resentment.

The eyes of that thing were full of resentment. It is estimated that there was corpse poison on the tartar-covered teeth, which made the black air spread from Xu Zhiwen's wound, and finally spread from the wound to other parts of the texture.

Yang Xiaofan didn't dare to hesitate, he could only grit his teeth, and stuck the yellow talisman in his hand on the back of Yingling's head, Yingling's body suddenly froze, it just bit Xu Zhiwen's calf and stopped moving.

In the world of the baby spirit, it seemed that time had stood still, and half of the saliva that flowed from the corners of its mouth froze in mid-air.

The array composed of dozens of talismans just now was ineffective against this baby spirit, but a piece of talisman paper pasted on the back of its head actually stopped it.

The mantra on this piece of yellow paper was not drawn by a fledgling Yang Xiaofan, but by Xu Gang's master, the real Mr. Yin Yang.

Yang Xiaofan looked at the mantra on the same yellow paper, the mantra on it seemed to be different from other yellow paper, it was a painting method that Yang Xiaofan had never seen before.

It has only one stroke of outline and is not complicated.

Yang Xiaofan really couldn't see anything special about this piece of yellow paper, so he could only remind Xu Zhiwen, "Get rid of that thing, it won't move anymore."

Xu Zhiwen couldn't see Yingling, he could only feel the pain in his legs and feet relieved a lot after the yellow paper in Yang Xiaofan's hand was pasted on Yingling's head.

Xu Zhiwen couldn't lift his feet up anymore, so he tried to maintain his balance. Xu Zhiwen stood on one leg and glanced at the infant spirit on his feet from under his crotch. Xu Zhiwen tried to grab the thing with the fear in his heart.

I don't know what happened, but Xu Zhiwen's hand was able to grab the tangible and intangible infant spirit, and threw it out alive. The pain in his feet disappeared in an instant.

Xu Zhiwen wanted to take a few more steps to try, but he didn't expect that just after he took a step, Xu Zhiwen's body fell to his knees uncontrollably and knelt on the ground.

His entire back was covered in cold sweat, and the part below his knees, his feet were unexpectedly numb.

I squeezed my leg in the trouser leg, and the calf was as frozen as a pig's trotter in a freezer, cold and hard, not even a little elastic.

"Yang Xiaofan, my leg, my leg, what happened to my leg? Come and see my leg..." Is it disabled...

Xu Zhiwen's heart was so cold. After his leg was bitten by this thing, would he not be able to walk in the future?
That thing is the grievance formed by Han Shasha after she had an abortion. It has a heart knot for him and Han Shasha. Will it really haunt him for the rest of his life?

If this is the case, he might as well die now.

Xu Zhiwen's heart was desperate to the extreme, he grabbed Yang Xiaofan's ankle suddenly, tears and nose came down, but he still said viciously: "Yang Xiaofan, you must take full responsibility for this matter, don't you know how to use yellow paper to catch ghosts?" Is it? I have known you for so many years, but I didn’t even know you had this ability! You know that glutinous rice can deal with it, and you can also draw real ghosts. You must know what happened to my leg... Hurry up and heal my leg.”

"Xu Zhiwen... It's not that I don't care about your legs, I... I don't know much either."

Seeing Xu Zhiwen become like this, Yang Xiaofan panicked. She raised her foot, but Xu Zhiwen's grip was even tighter. He was too desperate, "Yang Xiaofan, I don't want the 20. My foot has been healed. Even if you...even if you are not sure about it, you should first see what is wrong with my foot, and then try to help me..."

Yang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, and said: "My hands are so dark that I can't touch your legs. Your legs... should be entangled by that thing's resentment."

(End of this chapter)