The Yin-faced man in the West River indeed died because of me, but that's not my fault. At that time, if I didn't die, he would. I'm not Buddha, so I can't feed the eagle with my own life?

But I also understand that the revenge for the father's death is implacable.

So I said, "Little girl, I understand that you want to take revenge on me. But this is between you and me, and it shouldn't involve my friends. If you give me that red robe ghost, we can talk."

Now that my eyes have adapted to the light, I can see the girl clearly. She is very pretty, with high nose and deep eyes. Her eyes are like stars, and she is only about 17 or 18 years old.

Her eyes twinkled, and in her big eyes, I saw my reflection clearly: "Brother, your friend is very important to you, isn't he?"

The girl's Sichuan accent was unexpectedly sweet and mushy when she said this, making my heart tremble, but I was not so enamored that I lost my mind. So I nodded: "The people around us are not affected by our troubles. You can count on me."

She stared at me, her big eyes suddenly revealing a trace of maliciousness that did not match her age: "If so, then one life for one life. Your life for my father's sacrifice, and I will save your friend."

I frowned: "Is that how you negotiate with me?"

But the girl smiled sweetly and confidently.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang, which startled me. I picked it up and it was Gao Laoshi. His voice was urgent: "Beidou, the little ghost is掐脖not normal! It's happening faster than usual! Now there is only one finger left on Cheng Xinghe's neck before it closes!"

I was stunned and looked at the girl. She was holding something in her hand. When I opened her fingers, it was a clay figure with almost all of its skin destroyed, and a red thread around its neck that was exactly the same as the one around Cheng Xinghe's neck. It was about to close!

I immediately said in a low voice: "Where is the red robe ghost?"

The girl smiled triumphantly: "Brother, only I can use this spell. You can't save him."

I pursed my lips and took hold of the girl's hand.

Her hand was delicate and beautiful, and even her veins could be seen through her skin. The girl seemed surprised, then assumed that I had some designs on her and looked at me with undisguised contempt in her big eyes.

But I flipped over her wrist and twisted it backwards.

"Ah!"

The girl let out a cry of pain, sweat suddenly beaded on her forehead, and then she glared at me, gritting her back teeth: "There is no such thing as elder brothers欺负younger sisters in West River! You are not dignified!"

"Really?" I looked at her delicate hand and soft fingers and said: "But we don't have this rule here."

The girl couldn't contain herself and couldn't help but let out a stream of curses in Sichuan dialect, which I couldn't understand, while carefully listening to the surrounding sounds.

Sure enough, a rustling sound came from somewhere and a small figure lunged towards me.

I dodged sideways and raised the Seven Star Sword to slash at it.

The little ghosts of the Yin-faced man in West River are indeed capable of revolt, but before they do so they are very loyal to their master - my original intention was not to torture the girl but to force out her little ghost.

Only by getting rid of that little ghost could Cheng Xinghe be saved.

That thing really came out!

The girl also realized it and started cursing at it, but when it evaded her attack, it didn't come out again. The girl raised her eyebrows and challenged me with her eyes.

She really has a hard head!

I carefully listened to the sound around me while keeping an eye on the timer on the clay figure's neck which was getting shorter and shorter. My heart was also getting more and more anxious. I said: "I'm sorry this time. My friend can't die."

The girl arched her eyebrows, looking like she didn't know what I was going to do. I reached out and started searching through her things - she didn't have the "African waist drum" on her, but those little devils' corpses were definitely on her. I had to find them.

The girl couldn't believe her eyes, her face turned red, her skin felt hot. She turned her head away and started cursing, but I could barely understand what she was saying, something like calling me shameless.

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But where was there anything more important than a life?

But it was also the first time I had any contact with a girl, my heart was also pounding, but strangely enough, Xiao Xiang seemed to know what I meant and didn't make my finger hurt.

Finally, I felt a string of small gourds, but now it was difficult - there were so many small gourds, which one was the corpse of the red-clothed little ghost?

I made her say it, of course she wouldn't, saying that even if she died, she wouldn't give me a break.

I looked at the time and saw that there were still half an hour until I could see the divination. But I couldn't wait that long - the red line on the neck of the clay figure was almost closing.

At this time, the girl was staring at one of the gourds on the string, obviously very nervous.

My heart started to move. Could it be that she was afraid that I would find that gourd?

I followed her gaze and took down the yellow gourd.

Sure enough, her breath became faster and she glared at me with clenched teeth: "You dare..."

In theory, this was more than likely. But I turned my hand and opened another small gourd.

The girl was surprised and couldn't believe what I did. She stared at me: "You..."

Yes, her acting was quite skillful and her thoughts were quite poisonous. I was almost deceived by her, but as the saying goes, "the devil is in the details". I had just noticed that only one of the gourds had a trace of water on it that was beginning to dry up.

Cheng Xinghe had told me that the little girl in the red coat who was drenched in water was probably drowned.

As the red line on the neck of the clay figure was about to close, I said to myself that I would take a gamble and took off the gourd.

The girl let out a scream. A chilling Qi with a strong fishy smell came at her. I took a full breath of qi and aimed at that Qi and chopped it off.

The Qi of the seven-star dragon spring was unprecedentedly strong, and that Qi collapsed immediately. The fishy smell gradually became weaker.

The girl knew what had happened, and shouted "A-zhu".

This was the name of the little red-clothed child?

I saw the red line on the neck of the clay figure slowly recede and then disappear.

I breathed out all my strength - it seemed like using all my strength.

Damn, I finally caught up.

The girl looked at me with a vindictive expression and said loudly, "You know the occult arts of the Yin side. Are you also a Mr. Yin?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know anything about it.

The girl snapped, "You're a whore who pretends to be a saint. If you don't know anything, how could you know so much?"

I was taken aback - weren't these just common sense things that Old Man taught me?

Or was it that... Old Man...

The girl suddenly cried, "My daddy said he would bring me honey cakes back, but he never came back from that trip."

The sound made people feel sorry for her, and I suddenly thought about how she still had a father to cry about. I didn't even know what my own dad looked like.

After she had cried for a while, she ground her teeth and said, "I had bad luck today and fell into your hands. If you want to kill me, I'll meet my daddy in heaven."

But I shook my head and said, "You can go."

The girl seemed to not understand my words and was stunned: "What do you mean? Are you messing with me?"

I said I wasn't messing with her.

The little white feet suddenly ran over and started meowing at me, as if trying to persuade me that this girl might be a future enemy.

The girl also furrowed her brows and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you again?"

I said your dad died because of me. I can't exactly eliminate your entire family, can I? Letting you go now cancels out the debt. If you want to come after me again, I won't hold back.

The cause and effect still needs to be sorted out properly.

The girl seemed to not understand and muttered, "There are no such weird people in West Sichuan."

That's right, I'm not from West Sichuan either.

The girl stood up again, faced me, and suddenly smiled, "That's good then..."

That smile was menacing!

Sure enough, the girl raised her hand and "whooshed" - all the fallen zombies suddenly stood up.

"Then I won't let you leave this door today."

The little white feet squealed loudly, and I quickly picked her up. At the same time, I smashed the small gourd that Teacher Gao had given me on the ground.

"Bang!"

A cloud of yellow smoke billowed up, similar to smoke grenades, completely engulfing the area.

I smelled this scent and thought it was wonderful - Teacher Gao's wild medicine over the years was not wasted. This was ash mixed with cinnabar made from incense from a grand temple, which was especially effective against zombies!

The girl was choked and couldn't speak. I knew the location very well and quickly ran away with the little white feet in my arms. Before leaving, I set fire to one of the coffins.

It's all over here, the oil of dead bodies. It catches fire at the slightest spark.

I can't be stupid enough to let the little girl come looking for me again on the commercial street and then let her get hurt.

When I walked away with Xiao Bai's little feet, the parking lot was already ablaze with fire.

The little girl has a prominent nose, which is a sign of longevity. She won't die in this fire.

Also, it seems that An Jia Yong is playing with that girl. This has to stop. I have to find a chance to deal with An Jia Yong.

It is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a petty person. I have learned this lesson.

At present, I have to work hard to promote myself, otherwise I may not last until the end of the month.

I returned to the commercial street, and Cheng Xinghe was eating crab meat sticks-Xiu Lian was peeling them for him one by one and feeding him, and Cheng Xinghe looked very content, eating very well. When he saw me come back, he complained that I was so slow and almost delayed his death.

I can succeed is already very amazing, right? Don't give me so many complaints, and express gratitude.

But looking at the indignant expression of Xiu Lian, I felt intimidated and went to take a shower and change my clothes.

As soon as I left, I heard Xiu Lian say, "How did you know that Beidou would succeed, Xinghe?" "The red line on your neck was almost connected just now, and you didn't seem afraid."

Cheng Xinghe, eating crab meat sticks and speaking carelessly, said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. I trust him-even though he looks like a hick, he's a person who can do big things."

Who are you calling a hick?

I wanted to go back and scold him, but then someone came in through the door and said loudly, "Is Li Beidou here?"

The voice sounded hostile, making my brain throb. Who else was coming to look for me? Couldn't I catch my breath for a moment?