"Please take a seat. I''ll go bring the kid out!" the old man said and then wobbled inside the house.
Jasmine folded her arms and asked, "Why does this ce feel so eerie?"
Finn grinned and joked, "It''s probably a ghost!"
"It''s right behind you!"
Hera took two steps back and saw a woman in red with only half of her face standing behind Finn.
Jasmine was suddenly gripped by horror and rushed toward Hera.
"Hey, are you trying to scare me?"
The corners of Finn''s mouth lifted slightly. Joining in on Hera''s act, he turned around and threw his arms forward. "Is it a ghost? Come here."
The moment he turned around, his arms wrapped around a cold body as an equally cold breath tickled his neck, causing goosebumps to rise uncontrobly.
Fear and horror numbed Finn''s scalp, but he quickly recovered and threw a heavy punch toward the ghost in red. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Finn''s true energy struck the air instead.
How was he supposed to hit a ghost with no physical body?
Chilled to the bone from his eerie encounter, Finn quickly took refuge behind Hera.
The woman in red then reached her pale hands out to strangle Hera as a cold wind swept through the room.
Hera swiftly pulled out a yellow talisman from her eight trigrams bag and pressed it against the ghost''s forehead. There was a loud boom followed by a burst of golden light, which knocked the ghost back as it screamed sharply and eerily. Dark patterns began to appear on her white arms and half of her face.
rmed, Yellow Crane eximed, "This is bad. This ghost holds too much resentment and has been practicing the arts for days. I doubt I can defeat her!"
Hera, who was pregnant and more fearful of death than ever, narrowed her eyes and shook as she said, "Why didn''t you say so earlier?"
"Go on ahead! I''ll hold it off!" Yellow Crane''s spirit emerged from Hera''s body. He transformed into his true form, a two-meter-tall weasel.
Hera immediately fled as she was unwilling to risk her child''s safety. Lacking knowledge in exorcism, Finn and Jasmine followed her, covering her retreat.
The ghost bared her teeth and rushed at Yellow Crane. Arms covered with demonic patterns and dark mist, she rushed toward the weasel''s plump belly.
Yellow Crane swiftly turned around and released a sparkling, lightning-filled fart of blue smoke. The ghost recoiled from the smoke but charged again. He clenched his muscr paws and met the ghost''s punch.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
The next second, he was sent flying, his corpulent figure crashing into and breaking open the iron door. Shrinking to the size of a cat, he slid across the ground for over ten meters.
The ghost transformed into a ck
mist and pursued Hera and the others. Finn and Jasmine were terrified, but they stood determinedly in front of her. The ghost''s piercing scream tore through the night, and in the blink of an eye, she had
grasped Jasmine by the throat.
"Evil creature, you''re seeking death!" Nash descended from the sky, his hand raised to form a spell as he mmed a talisman onto the ghost.
The ghost screamed and was sent
flying backward. Nash then brought the Nine Dragons Sword out. The
sword spun in the air, trahat Reel
into nine identical swords that
encircled the ghost. Every time the ghost attempted to escape, the bright golden light from the swords repelled her.
Nash turned gently toward Hera and asked, "Honey, you''re not asleep yet, right?"
"Oh, you''re so handsome!" Hera threw herself into Nash''s arms joyfully.
Nash gently patted her back. While watching the ghost get confined by the Nine Dragons Sword formation, he said, "Go on, finish what you started."
Hera''s cheeks flushed. "Do you
already know everything?" Even though Nash would return home to apany her at night, she had not told him about her traversing the world recently to save people and umte merit.
"Hmm? Know what?" Nash responded, clearly unaware of her deeds.