I had never heard the voice of the little ghost girl Li Lingling, so I didn’t know who she was calling at the first time.
It wasn't until she told me about stepping on her apple that I suddenly woke up.
The little female ghost is not dead and has not been eaten by the evil spirit, which makes me even more surprised.
Now, he is just locked in this cellar.
At this moment, he responded repeatedly and moved forward closer to the cellar entrance.
Mo Ting looked at me with a confused look on his face.
"Brother Qin, do you know the dirty things inside?"
I nodded:
"Well, I was looking for the way when I went to Rose Supermarket last time, and it was this little sister who showed me the way.
I came here tonight also to pay homage to her."
After saying that, I also reached out to pull the broken wooden wrench.
"Lingling, big brother will rescue you right now."
I said happily.
Because there is no handle, you can only dig it with your fingers along the edge.
But this broken wooden board weighs only a dozen pounds.
You can move it with your hands, but you find it difficult to move it at all, just like a large thick iron plate.
No matter how hard I tried, it didn't move at all.
"Here, why is this wooden lid so heavy!"
I spoke in surprise.
Moting also tried hard next to him, but the result was the same.
I can't move the wooden lid at all.
And the little ghost Lingling in the cellar, after being silent for a while, made another weak voice:
"Brother, there is a curse on the wooden board! Press, press the wooden board, Lingling feels so uncomfortable, uncomfortable, wuwuwu..."
The other party cried and spoke weakly.
When Mo Ting and I heard this, we were shocked again.
Is there a curse on the wooden board?
I wiped the dust on the wooden board with my hands.
Mo Ting, who was next to him, also blew a breath.
After a burst of smoke and dust, the two of us took advantage of the moonlight.
I actually found a dark incantation on the wooden cover of the cellar.
I saw that the mantra was as black as ink and was painted on the wooden board.
Because the talisman has already been activated, no matter whether you rub it with your hands or pick it with a knife, it will be useless.
I don't recognize this spell.
I just saw the incantation "sealing" written on the position of the talisman.
"This is the sealing spell."
I said with a frown.
In the Talisman Collection, the sealing spell has the same literal meaning, which means sealing, sealing...
"Brother Qin, what kind of sealing spell is this? Have you seen it before?"
Where have I seen it?
Now I only learn two or three talismans, all of which are basic talismans.
This kind of sealed seal is not something I can come into contact with at this stage.
At most, I have seen some characteristics and simple notes about the sealing spell in the Encyclopedia of Talismans.
"never seen it."
I frowned.
There is a talisman in this cellar. If it cannot be unlocked, the cellar lid will not be opened at all.
If the lid cannot be opened, the little ghost girl Li Lingling inside cannot be saved.
Once the evil spirit comes back.
Even if Mo Ting and I can figure it out successfully and evacuate safely.
That little female ghost may be in danger too.
Thinking of this, my face turned gloomy.
Mo Ting also frowned, touched his chin and said:
"If you haven't seen it before, you may not be able to break the curse."
Moting and I couldn't break the curse for a while, what should we do?
Suddenly, I thought of Master.
If you want to rescue the little female ghost, you can only ask the old man for help remotely.
So, I immediately took out my cell phone and wanted to call my master.
But this place is to the west of Nanshan, it can be said that it is deep in the mountains and old forests, and it is in this ravine. How can there be any signal?
"Damn it, Moting, do you have a signal on your phone?"
I spoke quickly.
Moting looked at it and shook his head:
"without.
I'm afraid it's too late to ask for help now.
But I know a way, but I don’t know if it will work!”
"Oh? Do you have any idea?"
I looked at Mo Ting with a hint of urgency.
Mo Ting said awkwardly:
"You, are you a boy?
I heard Master mention it last time.
They say that children’s urine can ward off evil spirits and can also break magic spells and talismans!”
I was stunned.
Boy?
"I am already twenty years old, how can I be considered a boy?"
After all, boys generally refer to boys under ten years old.
But Moting waved his hand:
"It's not your age, it's whether you are a virgin and have never touched a woman!"
If you are the type who has never touched a woman, I would:
"I am! But I can't pee right now. What about you?"
Moting listened to my rhetorical question, but showed a hint of embarrassment:
"I, I can pee, but I'm not."
Hearing this, I stared at this guy in surprise.
They are all twenty years old, and this guy is still a middle schooler, but he has already harmed a girl?
I'm surprised, but I don't have time to think about it at the moment.
Instead, he found a broken jar in the house, turned around, and worked hard to brew it.
The whistle was blowing "whoosh", and Mo Ting stood at the window, standing guard for me.
Beware of evil spirits who are out, come back early and be caught off guard...
After several minutes, I finally peed some.
I think it should be enough.
I took the earthen pot and came to the wooden lid.
He said to the little girl below:
"Sister, please step aside. Brother is about to pee."
After saying that, I spilled all the urine in my hand on the wooden cover.
Strangely enough, as soon as the boy's urine splashed on the black-letter spell, the black-letter sealing charm faded.
The next second, the wooden cover of the cellar door emitted strange bursts of black gas.
The power of the spell sealed on it also began to dissipate rapidly along with this burst of black energy...