"It's out!"

Seeing the holes in the soles of Dong Yaru's feet, Tang Fengshou, who had been blinking, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

I glanced at Sang Lan's father, and saw that his face was pale and he didn't dare to breathe. I whispered that Sun Tuzi went over and held Dong Yaru's feet for him.

The black blood beads oozed out very slowly, just like the holes were blocked by something.

But when the first drop of black blood dripped, Tang Fengshou suddenly took a breath, and his hand holding the silver bowl trembled suddenly. The remaining blood in the bowl was poured out and almost poured out.

"I'll do it!"

I squatted beside him and took the silver bowl over.

The next second, all the black blood beads dripped down, but what gushed out from the holes was no longer blood, but a series of multi-legged reptiles smaller than rice grains were drilled out one after another!

"It's a corpse worm!" Sun Lu puffed his cheeks and forced himself to breathe, "How can there be a corpse worm in the body of a living person?"

I glanced at him, didn't say anything, but just used a silver bowl to rush outward to rush.

The corpse worm fell into the bowl, and the blood in the bowl suddenly became boiling again.

A worm head was exposed from time to time under the blood surface. The poisonous insects that had been put into the bowl were like zombie resurrection, rushing to swallow the corpse insects that fell into the bowl.

After about twenty minutes, Dong Yaru's face gradually returned to a little bit of human color, and there was no longer any insect-like wriggling under her skin.

I breathed a little relieved, but at this time I heard Tang Fengshou murmuring: "It's too late... it's still too late, I can't save her..."

As he spoke, the blood in the silver bowl sank at an unimaginable speed, leaving only a piece of blood red at the bottom of the bowl in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the corpse insects that crawled halfway out of Dong Yaru's feet actually shrank back!

"Why is this happening?" I asked anxiously.

"Although you and the one who surrenders are blood relatives, you are not an ordinary person. Your blood and energy are lacking in the essence of the sun... The five poisons belong to Yin, and they like your blood and energy more than corpse insects..."

Tang Fengshou was obviously impatient, so he took a deep breath and then shouted: "I can't save you! You can't save her even if you release the blood!"

"Bullshit!" I pulled out my right hand, pulled up my sleeve with my teeth, and raised my arm above the silver bowl.

Sun Tuzi gritted his teeth, waved his silver knife and cut a hole in my arm.

Blood dripped, and the blood at the bottom of the bowl became boiling again, and the corpse insects that had already been indented also flocked out again.

"No... I can't save it..." Tang Feng shook his head in a hurry, "You don't have the sun's essence at all..."

"I have!"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

A white arm shook past my eyes, and a silver light flashed, and a shocking wound appeared on the originally flawless arm.

"boss……"

A gentle voice sounded in my ears again, but I couldn't hear what was said later.

Because when the bright red blood dripped into the silver bowl, the corpse worm seemed to have exploded a nest, and even more crazily emerged from the soles of Dong Yaru's feet.

At the same time, the blood in the silver bowl also churned even more violently, and it was as if it was vaguely turning around.

My scalp exploded and my brain almost turned blank.

Suddenly, Tang Fengshou shouted "Ah": "Don't throw away the bowl quickly and dodge it!"

I woke up suddenly and threw the silver bowl aside.

I didn't know that the bowl was thrown out, but just as the silver bowl left his hand, a blood-red light and shadow flew out from the bowl and penetrated into my neck like an arrow.

I jumped up in fear and tore my shirt apart, but before I could pull the buttons, I felt a numbness and itch suddenly coming from my heart, as if I had been bitten hard by something.

The next second, I felt the darkness in front of me, and then I lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard a voice in a daze saying: “Old sir, please find a way to save Yaru, please!”

I suddenly shuddered and opened my eyes.

"The disaster has woken up!"

Sun Lu's big face caught my eye.

I turned over and sat up, and found that I was on the sofa in the living room. Sang Lan's father was begging Tang Fengshou with a frown, and Tang Fengshou kept shook his head and sighing.

"Little brother, are you okay?" Tang Fengshou asked me carefully.

"It's okay." I shook my head, looked around and asked, "Where is Mrs. Sang? How is she?"

"She is fine for the time being, but...ah..." Tang Fengshou sighed again.

"Old sir, what's the one she is..."

"Half-ghost descends."

Although I had thought of this possibility, I couldn't help but tremble when I heard Tang Fengshou say these three words in person.

"Where is Mrs. Sang?" I stood up, feeling like noodle, and almost fell back.

"Yaru just took a bath with the old man's medicine soup. Now Yayun and Lanlan are watching her in the room." Sang Lan's father said reluctantly.

"I'll go see her."

When I came to the room and saw the woman's condition clearly, my heart sank.

The black hair on her face had fallen off, and her left face was no longer blue-gray. However, compared with the faces on both sides, her left face still had no sign of vitality.

Ji Yayun walked to me and asked softly: "How do you feel?"

I shook my head and glanced at her gauze-wrapped arm. Just as I was about to say something, a doorbell suddenly sounded from outside.

I jumped up and rushed to open the door.

Seeing Dou Dabao and Pan Ying hurriedly walked in, I grabbed Dou Dabao, "Have you brought the things?"

“Bringed.”

Dou Dabao took off his backpack and opened the zipper.

But the next second, his expression froze.

I had a vague premonition. I snatched the backpack and saw the situation in the bag clearly. I was stunned.

There was only half of the mud doll left in the bag!

I looked at Dou Dabao with red eyes.

"Why is this happening? It was fine when I came..." Dou Dabao was almost crying.

I took out half of the doll and turned my backpack around, and a bunch of charred powder suddenly sprinkled out of the bag.

I took a deep breath, looked at Dou Dabao and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know, I held my bag in my arms all the way..."

Dou Dabao seemed to suddenly remember something, looked at Pan Ying, but soon turned his face and shook his head at me.

I looked at Pan Ying with a terrified look on her face and vaguely guessed that the damage of the clay doll was related to her.

I didn't bother to ask her for guilt, and picked up half of the mud doll: "Chat!Chat!"

No matter how I shouted or coaxed me, I couldn’t respond.

My heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and my intuition told me that the little guy was no longer in the mud doll.

"I'm sorry, it's a disaster. Dabao has always been holding Chacha. I looked at him for a while when he was going to the bathroom. I felt so heavy that I put my bag on the luggage rack." Pan Ying said with a sad face.

"What?" I asked at her.

"And...then there was thunder outside, and Cha Cha might have been struck by lightning!"

I nodded: "I was struck by lightning..."

Seeing that my face was wrong, Dou Dabao hurriedly stopped Pan Ying, and Sun Lu hugged me from behind.

"Let go."

I broke free from Sun Lu, didn't look at Pan Ying anymore, put away the clay doll, and walked to Tang Fengshou: "Old gentleman, Mrs. Sang is now..."

"Do you know what half-ghost surrender is?" Tang Fengshou asked me.

"I've only heard of some."

"Half-Ghost Surrender is also called Half-Corpsy, which is one of the most vicious submission techniques. If a person who hit Half-Ghost Surrender encounters a ghost or a dead corpse, half of his body will be born, which will rot like a corpse. And half of his body will be occupied by the ghost's decay."

Tang Fengshou shook his head, "The humanistic practice of lowering her head is very profound. I have learned everything I can, but I cannot deconquer her. I can only draw out half of her body, but I cannot help her recover. Also, if she cannot completely deconquer her, she will still..."

Before he could finish speaking, my mind was completely confused.

Perhaps it was because of the previous bloodletting, or because he was furious, his body shook twice and fainted again.

...

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Hearing a burst of crying, I sat up suddenly.

In a trance, a small white figure floated in front of me and cried to me: "You lied to me... You said that this body was for me... Woo woo... Now it's gone..."
To be continued...