Ghostbusters I have infinite merit

The child’s cry continued, but the sound became more and more terrifying, as if the child was in some danger, and the cry became more and more desolate.

As if a ghost was crying and howling, generally with a poet’s taste, Tao Jiamu listened to this voice and slowly stopped crying.

She looked at the coffin in front of her dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. It didn’t take long for Bai Lian to suddenly fall off by himself. The coffin fell heavily on the ground, rolling up dust on the ground.

Fortunately, the material of this coffin is good, otherwise it would have been torn apart by falling from a height, how could it be so intact, not even a single crack?

At the moment the coffin landed, the child’s crying stopped abruptly.

At this moment, the lid of the coffin suddenly made a clanging sound, as if something was coming out of it.

Tao Jiamu was startled, she tried to calm herself down, and took out a stool from the side to press it. At this time, Tang Mu stopped his movement, and he shook his head, signaling Tao Jiamu to be calm.

Then under the noses of Tang Mu and Tao Jiamu, the lid of this coffin was actually uncovered. A hand that looked as thick as chopsticks poked out from inside. This little hand looks black and thin, and if you don’t look closely, you probably think it’s a branch.

This little paw, as thick as a tree branch, is scalding around outside, fumbling for something that does not know what it is touching. Although it seemed that his movements were not marginal, Tang Mu was obvious, and he could naturally see what this little guy was groping for.

The little guy touched it around, and soon found the totem of the white tiger drawn by Tang Mu, and he accurately struck a little fiercely on the eyes above the totem of the white tiger.

Tang Muyan quickly took out a yin and yang house from the house, and he took a pen and clicked a few times on the yin and yang house. Then he opened the door of this yin and yang house in the direction of the little one’s arm.

The little guy seems to feel the call of home, she probed her head out, this head is also very small, but the ping-pong ball-sized head has a particularly three-dimensional facial features, looks extremely vivid, and a little weird. The little guy struggled to stand up and climbed towards the yin and yang house with great effort.

It didn’t take long for the little one to enter the Yin Yang house. In an instant, the yin and yang house ignited, burning with a flame of pure sincerity, which burned the soul of this little fellow.

The little one wailed in pain, and he wanted to crawl out of this yin and yang house. But he found that the door of the yin and yang house had burst into flames, and the fire was even more violent, and he only tentatively poked out an arm and quickly took it back.

From this angle of Tao Jiamu, it can be seen that the arm that the little guy just poked out has been corroded.

This yin and yang house was originally a paper paste, and this kid should be a ghost animal or something, that is, a guy like a ghost that Tang Mu said.

After a wonderful reaction between the two, the little one will naturally be seared. It didn’t take long for the yin and yang house to collapse, and the little guy inside had disappeared, apparently being burned into ashes.

As for this little guy’s soul, I’m afraid it was almost burned.

Tang Mu slowly walked over and took out a black steel ball-like thing from this yin and yang house. There is a strong smell of roasting on the steel balls, which seems to smell of rust, and exudes a cold atmosphere.

Tang Mu directly soaked this steel ball into a water cup, ignoring the steel ball.

Then he walked quickly to the coffin, motioned for Tao Jiamu to go over, and helped him do some lifting work.

The two men worked together and soon carried the heavy coffin to an open place of the heavenly court. That is, the side of the locust tree in the backyard. Under the sunlight, Xiaoya inside the coffin looked more and more white and tender. Her skin was already pale overall, without any trace of blood.

Looking at Xiaoya’s body, Tang Mu thought thoughtfully. Although Xiaoya’s body and soul have returned to their places and successfully fused into one, Xiaoya still can’t wake up, because Xiaoya’s body still has the twin souls in it.

Although one of the twin souls had been burned out in the Yin and Yang Mansion.

But the other soul is still in Xiaoya’s body. Now this soul doesn’t know what kind of demon is doing in Xiaoya’s body.

If you use the method just now, there is naturally no way to lure this soul out. After all, the soul is open to divine consciousness, and naturally it will not be deceived twice by one method. So what method should I use to tick this soul out?

After thinking about it, Tang Mu suddenly thought of something. How did he forget it?

With a sudden slap on his thigh, he quickly went to the house and took his backpack out. Rummaging around through his backpack, he soon found a small box. Tao Jiamu suddenly found that this small box was actually familiar, and after thinking about it, she suddenly understood.

“You’re going to release it?”

Tao Jiamu was a little puzzled, what was Tang Mu going to do.

Tang Mu nodded and opened the small box directly. In an instant, a Tai Chi gossip shape appeared in the air. There was actually a little ghost head imprint in this Tai Chi gossip.

The imprint of this little ghost’s head is constantly expanding, expanding, and expanding. It didn’t take long for this little ghost’s head to be the size of an ordinary four- or five-year-old child.

The imprint of this little ghost’s head gradually turned into a real thing. Soon, a little ghost head wearing a small red belly pocket appeared in front of Tang Mu and Tao Jiamu. This little ghost head looked tiger-headed, he blinked his eyes, grabbed his few hairs, and looked at Tang Mu and Tao Jiamu in front of him suspiciously, not knowing why he was called out.

At this moment, the grievances of this little devil head have been eliminated by that Taiji Bagua Array. Now the little ghost’s head should be the purest thing, and his thoughts should be clean and not mixed with any impurities.

Now it’s extremely simple.

And Tang Mu, who summoned it, was treated by him like a master, and he naturally obeyed what Tang Mu said.

Tang Mu kept muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was chanting, Tao Jiamu didn’t hear a word, but she could see that the little ghost head was constantly moving according to Tang Mu’s wishes.

After dangling on the ground a few times, it went directly to the coffin and climbed directly in. _

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