The ghost baby wailed and struggled hard, but his delicate palms and soles were pierced by the iron pins in Taoist Qingxu's hand. The blood flowing out of the wound was dark and thick. In a short while, it solidified around the iron nails.

Although his hands and feet were bound by iron nails and iron wires, it could still be seen that the pain brought by the wounds of the hands and feet was far less powerful than the blood on the tip of the tongue that Taoist Master Qingxu sprayed out. White smoke continued to rise on his body. Two lines of blood and tears were flowing down from his eyes, and two rows of fine teeth were clattering in his mouth, and sometimes a scream made a scream, cutting through the dark night. Even the bats flying in the air were so scared that they fell to the ground after hearing the screams, like dead birds under a hunter's gun.

Everything in front of Master Qingxu's eyes began to blur. He blinked his eyes twice, trying not to faint so quickly. So he put two fingers into his mouth and bitten hard. Blood suddenly burst out from his fingers. The biting pain suddenly made him wake up a lot. At this time, the ghost baby under his knee was still struggling hard. Obviously, the pain on his body was not much better than that of Master Qingxu's situation at this time.

This ghost baby has basically been conquered by Taoist Master Qingxu, and it is still the last step. Taoist Master Qingxu shook his head again, making his blurred vision clearer. He saw the position of the ghost baby's head clearly, stretched out a hand, pressed his head, and then pointed the two bites at the center of the ghost baby's eyebrows. He simply drew a Tai Chi pattern with blood, and then quickly recited a few spells in his mouth. As he recited, Taoist Master Qingxu's voice gradually became smaller. Finally, he couldn't support it and fell to the ground and fainted.

Looking at the ghost baby again, after Master Qingxu drew a Tai Chi pattern with blood, his screams gradually became smaller, and his struggle gradually slowed down. Finally, his body curled up into a ball, as if he was in his mother's belly, falling asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, Taoist Master Qingxu slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp-mouthed face appeared in front of him. Jin Batian was holding a big knife standing next to him. At this time, Hu San was holding a broken bowl in his hand and was feeding water to himself. This person was Hu San, a military advisor from Heifeng Village, and Taoist Master Qingxu’s nephew.

Seeing Master Qingxu open his eyes, Hu San was overjoyed and said in surprise: Oh, my second uncle, you are so awake that you almost scared me to death.

Where are we asking the Taoist Master Qingxu in an extremely weak way.

Guojia Village, second uncle, you were not hurt by that ghost baby, Hu San said in surprise.

San'er, how long has I fallen asleep after I asked again?
Chapter completed!