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From her grandfather, she learned that once a ghost comes out to make trouble, it is very difficult to get rid of it.
If there is no profound Taoism and complete preparation, not only will the ghosts not be expelled, but it is very likely to be backlashed by the ghosts.
And the ghost-suppressing talisman she kept in the drawer was a treasure left to her by her grandfather.
And warned her not to use it indiscriminately unless it is absolutely necessary.
Because of this kind of talisman, it is extremely difficult to make it into a talisman.
Even if it is Maoshan's head celestial master, if he wants to do it in one go, he needs to make sufficient preparations.
In the end, it was an indestructible ghost in Grandpa's mouth.
The little Taoist priest in front of her, who was about the same age as her, was about to subvert her worldview with one punch.
Is Ye Fan too strong, or are these ghosts too weak?
Mo Liuli's heart began to stir.
She also knows how to exorcise ghosts, and she has also solved many supernatural events!
"It must have been because there were too many and I was too scared, so I was in a hurry!"
"Now adjust your mentality, I think I can do it again!"
Mo Liuli took the courage to get out of the detention center.
She learned the pinching technique her grandfather taught her, and silently recited the curse of exorcising ghosts in her heart.
When she was ready, she shouted and rushed to the nearest ghost.
"Ah! Come on! I, Mo Liuli, are not afraid of you!"
She patted the ghost with a very confident palm, waiting to see how it flew out.
As a result, not only did the ghost have nothing to do, but was completely enraged by her.
"Ah! Help!"
Ye Fan looked at Mo Liuli who was being chased by ghosts with black lines all over his head.
I thought: "This woman, I'm afraid she has a mental illness?"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for beheading the D-rank kid, reward Taoism points +1!"
After dealing with the last ghost, Ye Fan put away his fist and slowly walked towards Mo Liuli beside him.
At this time, Mo Liuli was like a child who made a mistake, sitting on the ground with dodgy eyes.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and said, "Are you looking for death?"
Mo Liuli didn't dare to look up at Ye Fan, because she didn't listen to him just now, and was almost killed by the ghost.
If Ye Fan hadn't acted in time, he would probably have died.
"Do you think that after learning a little Taoism, the fur will be powerful?"
"Do you think you will be invincible after solving a few supernatural events?"
"Who do you think you are?"
Ye Fan directly launched a three-combo soul torture, which made Mo Liuli, who was already very self-doubting, completely unable to stretch his heart.
Her tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, down her cheeks, chin, and onto the ground.
This battle overturned her cognition, and even overthrew her belief in her heart.
The grandfather who worshiped gods since she was a child is more like an incompetent person in front of this little Taoist priest.
Thousands of words in one sentence.
"sorry!"
Mo Liuli choked up and said.
Ye Fan shook his head helplessly and said, "Hurry up and find a piece of ginger, get a bowl of water, dip the ginger in the water, and dab it on the foreheads of your colleagues!"
Mo Liuli looked up at Ye Fan, overjoyed and said, "They... are they still alive?"
Ye Fan didn't answer directly, but said calmly: "Those who can wake up are naturally still alive!"
After speaking, he walked into the house and moved a table.
He put the table on the open space in front of the bureau, looked up at the moon hanging in mid-air.
The moonlight was hazy at this time, exuding a strange red light.
Of course, Mo Liuli couldn't see it.
Ye Fan was able to see these things because of his yin and yang eyes.
"Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!"
……
In a dimly lit room.
"Bastard! It's ruining my good work again!"
An old man in black gritted his teeth and roared.
A young man in blue beside him quickly bowed and said, "Master! What's wrong?"
"There is a problem with the bureau! Someone destroyed our layout!"
"Who is it? Is it the person who forced the starving ghost yesterday?"
The old man got up slowly and began to pace back and forth in the house.
His hands were behind his back, and his fingers were like dead branches, looking like a pair of mummified hands.
He walked around a few times, and suddenly said to the young man beside him: "Golden boy! Set up a ghost altar, I want to see who the other party is!"
The young man called Golden Boy said in surprise, "Master! Your body..."
"Or, I'll go over now and kill him directly!"
He didn't care about the old man's body, but about himself.