C19 Needle Throw

I thought to myself, no wonder Hsing's small cloth bag was so bulky. It turned out that there were some old things hidden inside!

These yellow paper pieces were not casually cut. Each of them folded into two wings.

They hovered in the air, but they did not fall.

Hsing's tone suddenly rose, and the speed of her words became even faster.

The originally separate syllables seemed to have connected into a whole, and it was no longer as clear as before.

When Hsing's tone changed, the yellow weasel and the long worm could no longer hold on.

The long worm's head finally lowered, as if it was going to hibernate. It was softly coiled on the left side of the yellow weasel's neck.

It had stopped spitting its tongue a long time ago. Hsing reckoned that the snake would have cramped up from the scare.

The yellow weasel's two hind legs trembled slightly. It raised its eyes and saw the yellow butterflies filling the sky. Its small eyes revealed an even more fearful expression.

After hesitating for a moment, the yellow weasel jumped far away from behind.

After that, there was a series of light footsteps. The two spiritual creatures had finally left.

The syllables in Hsing's mouth finally stopped. My heart relaxed.

Now, I can vaguely guess that Hsing's actions just now should be the method to drive away the spiritual creatures.

In the four drive, each method was different.

Now, I have seen the methods to drive away living people and spiritual creatures. What about the other people in the Taoist path?

How would I drive it away?

As I was thinking about this, I pulled my hand back, wanting to separate from Hsing's palm.

I liked to look at Hsing, and I liked to think about Hsing. However, being so close to her, I was a little nervous and embarrassed.

Look at my palm. Didn't sweat drip out?

I used a little bit of strength, but I couldn't pull my palm back.

With a thought, I wondered what Hsing wanted to do. She wanted to hold my hand like this.

Could it be that Hsing also wanted me?

Just as this thought appeared in my mind, I heard Hsing suddenly chant a few more syllables.

It was similar to the syllables that she used to chase away the yellow weasel and the long worm. However, there were many breaks in the syllables. It was sometimes high, sometimes low, and sometimes high and sometimes low.

When I looked at the courtyard door again, I didn't know when, but there was another big mouse!

The moment I saw this thing, I was furious.

It was familiar!

Wasn't it the one who had scared me twice in front of the coffin?

If it wasn't for it, would I have accidentally used the Soul Capturing Needle to bleed myself?

I was sure that I didn't see wrongly.

Look at its height and the way it placed its two small claws together. There was also the look of despicableness in its little eyes.

Its grey fur was also very familiar to me. It was smooth and sleek. It was obvious that it was over-nutrition!

I am not afraid of Mouse anymore.

A big head is already amazing. A horse's head is still big, but it is still being ridden by others.

Little bastard, if you have the ability, don't run away. Watch me use the small shovel to beat you to death!

I broke away from Hsing's hand and turned around, preparing to go find the small shovel that was digging the hole.

Unexpectedly, before I could take a step, the big mouse slipped past me.

Hsing threw out another handful of yellow paper, but the big mouse seemed to be not afraid at all. It slipped through the gap of the yellow paper, just not letting them fall on its body.

In the blink of an eye, the big mouse had already arrived in front of the coffin. It stared at the coffin in a daze, its small eyes rolling around.

It seemed to want to crawl into the coffin.

However, for some reason, it hesitated, as if there was a great danger around it, waiting for it.

I finally understood what was going on.

Three steel needles had appeared in the gaps between Hsing's fingers.

Looking at the size of the needle, wasn't it the Soul Capturing Needle?

The tip of the sharp needle was emitting a blue light. Looking at Hsing's posture, if the big mouse really dared to crawl into the coffin, Hsing would be able to slap it to death on the coffin!

Looking at Hsing's expression, she was calm and collected, without the slightest bit of anxiety. It was obvious that she was confident.

Whoosh!

The big rat's little eyes rolled around and suddenly rushed towards the coffin's tail.

I know its tricks. If it really hits it, it will most likely disappear like last time.

However, just as it made its move, Hsing had already raised her small hand. With a "bang", the Soul Capturing Needle was firmly stuck in the coffin's tail. It was about an inch deep. Because of the excessive force, the needle's tail was still swaying and making a slight buzzing sound.

Unfortunately, it still managed to dodge it.

Just as it was about to be pierced through, it suddenly turned around and jumped up. It flipped over on the ground and ran towards the coffin's head.

At this moment, it could see Hsing's "Painstaking Stage" style. She followed behind the big rat at a leisurely pace and waved her hand again.

Heh! Strange!

The Soul Capturing Needle acted like it knew how to turn, and it blocked in front of the other party.

If it didn't happen that it was suddenly stopped, the Soul Capturing Needle would have pierced through both of its ears and nailed its head to the coffin's head.

I was secretly lamenting in my heart when suddenly, I heard a squeaking sound.

It actually let out an extremely painful sound. Then, it turned left and right, circling the courtyard a few times before disappearing.

When I followed Hsing's footsteps and arrived at the side of the coffin, I finally understood why the big rat was in so much pain!

The second time Hsing threw out the needle, it was not a single needle, but a pair of needle!

The method to intercept the opponent was only in the open, but in the dark, the third needle had already silently sneakily attacked.

This thing was close to the realm of spirituality. It instinctively sensed danger, so it used its tail to hook it, sacrificing half of its tail to save its life.

At this point, it had truly experienced Hsing's power. It no longer dared to drink or bite the hook, and it started to show off in the vicinity of the mourning hall.

Of course, there were some things that Hsing told me afterwards, which allowed me to understand the entire process.

At that time, I didn't see anything. I only saw that half of the tail was firmly nailed to the coffin, which made me feel relieved.

I gave Hsing a thumbs up, and I sincerely admired her.

This method was used to deal with spiritual creatures one by one. If it was used to deal with a living person, wouldn't it be accurate?

No wonder Hsing dared to go up the mountain alone for the night, but I had never heard of any hooligans harassing her.

I reckoned that if Hsing was really angered, she would throw out a random needle, and it would definitely hit the opponent's legs, turning them into a pair of sticks.

Hsing smiled at me, and her expression became much more relaxed. Looking at the time, it was almost midnight.

Hsing got up and picked up the yellow paper pieces scattered in the courtyard one by one.

However, she did not pay attention to the Soul Capturing Needle that was deeply buried in the coffin.

I don't care about these details. What I care about is Hsing's expression.

If she is indifferent, I will be indifferent. If she is indifferent, I will be apathetic.

I sat down again and started to think of some good things in my mind.

Second senior brother had said that every time after seven days of filial piety, Master would let us go down the mountain and enter the city to have a good day.

The pleasure that Geng Yan mentioned was not to do whatever he wanted, but to enter a bathhouse, go to a small restaurant, buy some daily necessities for his family, and so on.

The more I thought about it, the more relaxed I felt. I could not help but lean back, wanting to lean on the coffin.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I moved, I touched a piece of ice.

At the same time, I heard a miserable cry of a woman.

"Return it to me! Return it to me!"