Big dreamer

Shen Luo only felt a burning sensation in the middle of his right chest, where the small thunder rune was drawn, as if he was being pressed by a hot iron, and he could even smell a hint of burnt flesh.

But at this moment, his body was suspended in the air, his throat was strangled, and he was almost suffocating, so he naturally didn't care about the pain.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" He roared wildly in his heart.

The small thunder rune lit up again, which rekindled a glimmer of hope in his heart.

But the next moment, he discovered another thing that frightened him.

The location of the small thunder rune actually produced a powerful swallowing force, which madly devoured the little Yang Gang force in his body.

Not only that, he even felt that the blood in his body was getting a little hot, and it flowed towards the right chest, making the right chest, which was already a little burning, even hotter.

Shen Luo only felt dizzy and dry mouth, as if the blood in his body was about to dry up, and the right chest seemed to be burned through.

He began to panic.

If he continued like this, he would either be exhausted by the talisman or burned to death before being strangled by the ghost.

But even if he wanted to stop, there was no way to stop the rune from devouring his vitality.

Fortunately, at this moment, the small thunder rune seemed to have finally absorbed enough and stopped devouring, and the white light that was emitted suddenly converged.

Shen Luo felt a stinging pain in his right chest, and he couldn't help but groan.

The next moment, the small thunder rune suddenly lit up, and a dazzling white lightning burst out from its chest, tearing through the surrounding darkness and yin energy, and struck the ghost's arm that was strangling his throat like lightning.

All this is a long story, but in fact, it has only been one or two breaths since Shen Luo started trying to activate the first chest rune.

The ghost's arm that was pinching Shen Luo's neck and the ghost's claws that were strangling Shen Luo's throat were easily torn apart by the white lightning and turned into nothingness, just like ice and snow meeting fire.

Shen Luo felt his neck loosen up, and before he could breathe out, his feet had already landed heavily on the ground. He staggered and knelt on one knee, barely avoiding falling down.

After the white lightning pierced through one of the ghost's arms, it continued to shoot forward, but did not hit the ghost, but hit the ground in the house a few feet away.

There was a loud "bang", as if a thunder had struck in a dry day.

The ground shook violently, and a pit about a foot in size was blasted out. The surrounding area was charred, and gravel and soil were scattered. A wave of hot air was raised in the air, pushing the two people and the ghost to shake slightly.

Almost at the same time, a ball of yellow light suddenly flew out of the little girl's arms on the other side, hitting the other ghost hand that was strangling her throat, but it was a furry yellow dog tail.

With a "bang", a ball of yellow flame ignited on the ghost's hand, and it was also burned.

The little girl fell to the ground with her butt, covering her throat with both hands, coughing constantly, and her little face was flushed red.

The ghost's arms were destroyed, and it screamed again. Its figure blurred and disappeared.

Shen Luo looked at the earth pit in the house that was blasted by white lightning, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that he would successfully trigger the small thunder talisman under such circumstances. Although this talisman failed to completely hit the ghost, the power it showed was far beyond his imagination.

"Hiss..."

Shen Luo felt a sharp pain in his right chest at this time. He looked down and saw that the place where the small thunder talisman was originally drawn was burnt black and bloody.

"No, the evil ghost should not have left yet!"

Shen Luo suddenly realized something. He didn't care to think about why the small thunder talisman was successful. He quickly came to the shrine in the house, grabbed two handfuls of incense ash from the incense burner, and threw it out with all his strength. The incense ash immediately floated all over the room.

The little girl suddenly screamed and pointed behind Shen Luo.

Shen Luo turned his head sharply and his pupils shrank.

The tall ghost suddenly appeared behind him, with his arms regrowing and his five fingers solidified into substance, grabbing him fiercely like black daggers.

In a hurry, Shen Luo lowered his body and rolled to the right.

Although he reacted quickly, his right arm was still grabbed by the ghost's claws, leaving three long scars and blood gushing out.

Shen Luo glanced at the wound on his arm, and a fierce look flashed across his face. He knew that if he didn't make a break with this evil ghost this time, he would probably die again.

"There is still a possibility of resurrection, let's fight!"

He immediately made up his mind, pulled out the two wooden stakes inserted in his waist, bit his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the runes on the two wooden stakes.

The runes on the wooden stakes suddenly lit up, emitting a bright blood-red light.

The rune-carved wooden stakes erected at the entrance of the village are mostly used to exorcise evil spirits, and this one seems to have been blessed by a master. Even if it is broken, it can still play a part of its effect after being stimulated by the blood essence containing Yang Gang power.

"Look at the stick!"

Shen Luo was delighted, and he shouted softly as he stepped forward, waving the wooden stake in his hand and smashing it hard at the ghost.

The tall ghost seemed to be quite afraid of the two pieces of wooden stakes in Shen Luo's hand, and was about to dodge.

The black shadow in the house flashed, and it was the little girl who splashed the last bit of black dog blood in the wooden barrel in her hand, blocking the direction of the ghost's dodge.

The ghost was also afraid of the black dog blood, and hurriedly floated back, but was hit by the wooden stake in Shen Luo's hand who followed closely.

Shen Luo only felt a shock in his palm, and the wooden stake did not penetrate the ghost's body, but actually hit the ghost's body.

Not only that, when the red runes on the wooden stake touched the ghost's body, they immediately made a hissing sound like raw meat on a red-hot iron plate, and a large amount of black gas was evaporated.

The originally translucent body of the tall ghost became a little more transparent at this moment, and it screamed and flew back.

Shen Luo became energetic and danced out a stick shadow from the wooden stake in his hand, hitting the ghost.

Although he didn't learn any powerful external skills in the Spring and Autumn Temple, he did learn a little stick skills to strengthen the body. At this moment, he was fighting for his life, and the potential of his whole body was stimulated, and the stick skills were quite impressive.

The ghost is tall, but it is at a disadvantage when it is indoors. The room is filled with incense and ashes, and it cannot become invisible.

The little girl was also very clever. Although there was no black dog blood in the barrel, she often imitated what Shen had done before, grabbing a handful of incense ashes from the shrine and scattering them over to interfere with the actions of the ghosts.

Although the ghost was extremely ferocious, at this time, with the cooperation of Shen Luo and a mute little girl, it actually fell into a disadvantage. During this period, it was hit several times by the wooden stake in Shen Luo's hand, and its body became more transparent.

It's just that although the wooden pile caused a lot of damage to the ghost, the red light emitted by the runes on it quickly became dim.

Shen Luo had already discovered this situation, but now that the situation was critical, he didn't care about anything else and continued to wave the wooden stake in his hand towards the ghost's belly.

The black ghost twisted its body and moved sideways to the left, narrowly dodging the blow.

Shen Luo glanced at the shrine on the right. If the ghost just dodged to the right, it should be easier to avoid.

His thoughts changed, and he recalled the previous fight with the ghost in the house. The other party seemed to be very afraid of the shrine, and kept trying to avoid it, not daring to get close.

"Could it be..." A thought flashed through Shen Luo's mind.