Looking at this shocking scene in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Although I had known earlier that the little white cat was the "White Tiger Fairy" invited back from the mountains by his godfather, and he had an extraordinary origin.
But I always think that it's just a name.
A little white cat is just a little white cat, not a white tiger.
But now, for the first time, I saw the little white cat take on the form of a white tiger and bite the ghost of Wang Chunxiao’s mother to death.
He can even speak human words.
Such a scene completely shocked me:
"Bai, Sister Bai!"
I looked in front of me and saw a majestic white tiger with snow-white fur standing in front of me.
With surprise and excitement, even shock.
The little white cat that turned into a white tiger turned to look at me.
There was no trace of ferocity in his eyes, but rather gentleness.
But the next second, there was a thunder outside the house.
"Boom!"
The sound was so loud, it seemed like it was exploding directly on the roof of my house.
It made my eardrums buzz.
And with this thunder.
The little white cat that transformed into the shape of a white tiger trembled all over.
A few arcs of electricity also jumped out from his body.
"Crack, click, click" sound...
A breath of air quickly dispersed from her body.
The tall and majestic white tiger figure just now, after the thunder, changed back to the previous appearance of the little white cat in the blink of an eye.
Not only that, the little white cat also staggered and fell directly to the ground.
There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he made a "squeaking" sound, looking very uncomfortable.
I looked surprised and terrified.
Quickly reaching out to hug the little white cat:
"Sister Bai, Sister Bai..."
I'm very worried.
The thunder outside the house just now was obviously caused by Sister Bai taking on the form of a tiger.
After all, Sister Bai can ward off both evil spirits, black and white, so she must be of high moral character.
But that's also true. She may be subject to some restrictions and cannot transform into a white tiger at will?
I'm guessing in my mind, but I don't know the real answer.
But at this moment, I am more concerned about the safety of the little white cat, Sister Bai.
I gently stroked the little white cat and checked if there were any injuries on her body.
But upon inspection, there were no external injuries on its body.
The more this is the case, the more serious the injury to the little white cat may be.
But fortunately, the little white cat opened its eyes after relaxing for a while.
It was already weak, but now it looks even weaker.
Seeing me stroking it worriedly, it looked at me weakly and suddenly said:
"I'm fine!"
The voice is very small and soft.
This was the first time I saw Sister Bai talking, and I couldn't hide my excitement:
"Bai, Sister Bai, can you speak?"
The little white cat didn't explain much, just nodded slightly and said:
"My injury has not healed yet, and if I talk too much, I will cause a natural disaster.
You hurry up and draw the talisman! To deal with that ghost, you mainly have to rely on yourself."
Sister Bai has a nice voice and doesn't speak much.
But the reason was explained.
It's basically consistent with what I just guessed. Sister Bai is subject to certain restrictions. Once she crosses the boundary, it will cause natural disasters.
Looking back, I found that most of the incense had been burned.
If the incense is burned out, I haven't drawn the talisman yet.
Then we can only wait until tomorrow.
Nodding hastily:
"Sister Bai, I understand. You have a good rest first, and I'll go paint now!"
I carefully carried the little white cat to the sofa next to me and put it down.
If the Wang family hadn't wanted to harm me, they would have pestered me all the way to my house and turned into ghosts to demand my life.
Sister Bai will not be forced to transform into a tiger and cause thunder to hurt her.
Once the spell is drawn, everything is ready.
I will definitely go to the Wang Family Haunted House and kill the remaining Wang family women together to eliminate harm to the people and vent my anger on Sister Bai.
Then, he picked up the brush again and dipped it in ink mixed with cinnabar and human blood to calm his mind.
I read the talisman drawing formula in the book orally; the sky is round and the place is round, there are nine chapters of laws and regulations. I am writing now, and all ghosts are hidden.
After saying that, I felt at ease.
With the brush in hand, I started writing on the yellow paper.
While painting, I also recited a mantra; the sun rises in the east, bright and bright, and this talisman is written to sweep away the unknown...
I have already memorized the contents of the talisman and the incantation.
I drew the talisman no less than a hundred times.
It's just that I have never done any actual combat before, let alone painted with human blood.
Using blood as ink this time, the spell drawn must be extremely powerful.
The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and everything is done in one go.
When I stopped writing the curse, I had already drawn the four yellow talismans on my record.
And the incense I lit was extinguished and burned up at this moment.
I looked at the four yellow talismans on the case and asked the weak white cat on the seat next to me:
"Sister Bai, I drew four talismans, which are enough to deal with those dirty things."
The little white cat listened to me.
He raised his head slightly and glanced at the charm on the table.
He let out a soft breath of white air from his mouth.
Wherever the white air passed, three yellow talismans flashed slightly.
There is only the fourth yellow talisman, and the talisman's courage is slightly cracked. Without the talisman, it becomes a useless talisman.
Sister Bai is helping me test the effect of the spell.
Although it is a pity that one of the four talismans is ruined.
But three spells should be enough to deal with the ghosts of the Wang family and his daughter...