"I'll go fetch the talisman from the room. Wait for me a moment," I added.
"Good." Yang Ying nodded forcefully, his eyes full of trust in me.
Leaving the front room, I headed straight to my own room.
I picked up the two copies of the ghost-binding talismans I had drawn last night. I hesitated for a moment, then drew two more. Indeed, my mind began to feel dull again, a sign of excessive energy expenditure. In the past, when I practiced the nine schools of skill, I was so exhausted that my limbs were sore and I could barely stand up. My energy was never consumed so severely.
It seems, the limit before me is to draw two talismans at a time.
Four copies of the ghost-binding talismans were held in my hand.
I glanced at the bed, where two books still lay.
I went over and draped the blanket slightly over them.
The two books together were about ten centimeters thick, making them inconvenient to carry on my body. They protruded a large area just by being placed in the room. I also felt uneasy about it. For now, I could only do this temporarily. Later, I would have to find something to carry it with me that would be better, or at least find a safer environment.
Returning to the front room, Yang Changzai's wounds had been tended to, and he had been changed into a new set of clothes.
Yang Qiongzai was pacing back and forth, while Yang Ying stood quietly to one side, not saying a word.
Upon seeing me, Yang Qiongzai stopped in his tracks and seemed to feel much more at ease.
"Show your divine power, this..." Yang Qiongzai looked at the talismans in my hand, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Ghost-binding talismans. Guanhou seems to be a ghost but not a ghost, basically a special type of ghost, and we don't know its origin. These ghost-binding talismans are Daoist symbols, and their function is to restrain souls. Divide them among the four of you and guard around Grandpa. I speculate that Guanhou might appear at noon, and you four will act simultaneously to try and directly suppress it." I replied.
The anticipation in Yang Qiongzai's eyes turned into a series of brilliant flashes!
The other members of the Yan family were equally excited, whispering to each other and discussing excitedly. Everyone seemed eager to try.
In fact, four people immediately stepped forward, volunteering without hesitation.
Yang Qiongzai's voice dropped significantly. "You four, be careful. Don't wrinkle the talismans; these are Daoist symbols! Not just my Yan family, but how many other side families have access to Daoists..."
Suddenly, Yang Qiongzai's voice became slightly slurred, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Daoist? Divine power...your master isn't Yinyang Master, is he? This talisman..."
I didn't explain anything.
Yang Ying immediately gave Yang Qiongzai a meaningful look.
Yang Qiongzai immediately shut up, but his eyes widened even more, and his face turned red as if he had become excited!
The talismans were divided among the four of them, and they immediately stepped aside a bit. The other members of the Yan family retreated to a more distant spot.
The time was actually early, so while we waited quietly, Yang Qiongzai arranged for food to be sent over.
After eating, my energy recovered slightly, and I could think and act normally. However, I knew deep down that drawing talismans was out of the question.
Time ticked by, and after eleven o'clock, the sunlight became blinding.
I kept an eye on the time and maintained high alertness.
With my heightened vigilance, the others became even more alert.
As the moment of twelve o'clock struck, the bright sunlight suddenly seemed to lose its sharpness.
Of course, the light didn't weaken; it even became more intense.
A figure silently appeared at the front door of the front room.
A tall and thin figure with a pointed head, white hair, and eyes that were cunningly sinister—resembling the eyes of a thief.
Wearing yellow Xuan clothing, his head wrapped in a handkerchief that covered his forehead, and a crown hat on top of his head.
No, the crown hat was different from before; it was simpler then. Now, it looked more like an old official's hat, with thin and long wings that moved slightly, adding a sense of heaviness and eeriness.
My pupils contracted.
Indeed, it's the second time!
Guanhou's search for souls, the first time it was gray and black, the second time it was deep yellow!
A weirdly unpleasant sensation of goosebumps spread over my body. Guanhou himself tends to give off a smothering sense of gloom.
The others in the room couldn't help but show their restrained panic.
After all, the Zhou and Yan families have been in a marriage alliance for many years. Although it's said that the Zhou family bullied them, in reality, the Yan family also benefited from the protection.
Guanhou, after all, has a deterrent effect on the Yan family.
Even Yang Qiongzai was sweating profusely on his forehead.
Guanhou paid no attention to us. His sinister eyes were staring directly at Yan Changzai.
Yan Changzai suddenly stood up straight. His half-closed eyelids opened abruptly.
His cloudy eyes were filled with blood vessels, and he forcefully opened his mouth, ready to bite down!
Too late to say, too quick to act.
I was about to warn the four Yan families.
Before I could speak, they appeared fierce and determined, bursting out abruptly!
The four of them raised their hands simultaneously, and the four ghost-binding talismans suddenly pressed against Guanhou's body!
With a sound of tearing, the talismans contracted and adhered to the surface of the Xuan clothing.
Guanhou jumped in shock, as if he had been electrocuted, and shook violently.
Yan Changzai's teeth, which were about to bite down, instantly stopped. He suddenly gasped heavily and staggered backward several steps. His body weakened, and he was on the verge of falling to the ground.
"Grandpa!" Yang Ying quickly supported Yan Changzai.
The four Yan family members retreated in a panic.
Guanhou was still trembling violently, and white mist gushed out recklessly. His rat-like face showed intense pain!
The anxiety of the four people turned into excitement!
This excitement spread to every face of the Yan family.
Yang Qiongzai roared loudly: "Good! Hahaha! Very good! Today, my Yan family has raised its brow…"
Before he could finish his sentence, an unexpected change occurred!
The deep yellow Xuan clothing abruptly fell off the figure of Guanhou.
There was another set of Xuan clothing on Guanhou's body, a deep black-red color, like liver!
The quivering body returned to calm.
Guanhou opened his mouth, and a chilling voice emerged: "Yan Changzai, you will die instantly! Son kills father and perishes!"
In fact, the entire process was extremely quick, taking no more than a few breaths.
In the instant that Guanhou finished speaking, Yang Qiongzai was shocked beyond measure. The next second, his face turned oddly numb.
It was chilling to see that the crown hat had now ended up on Yang Qiongzai's head, and his silhouette appeared increasingly elongated.
Despite being a normal face, it looked like a sharp-nosed monkey face!
Guanhou, it seemed as if he had no bones, appeared behind him with his head hanging on his shoulder!
Yang Qiongzai's demeanor changed drastically. He forcefully clutched at Yan Changzai with both hands!
The scene erupted in shock and terror.
My face also changed drastically, but I did not panic.
The talismans were gone, but I never placed much hope in them to begin with.
Stopping the second curse was already an unexpected bonus.
Having been prepared, I quickly took out four quadrangular mirrors and directly aimed them at Guanhou!
A glaring copper light suddenly appeared, followed by an ear-piercing scream. Guanhou instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke!
Yang Qiongzai fell to the ground, straight as a board…
The hat on his head fell with a clatter, and a white-haired thing fell out, bouncing around and making the floor bang loudly.
I quickly collected the four quadrangular mirrors, and everyone's attention was not on me but on the thing on the ground.
In the midst of its convulsions, the thing suddenly stopped moving, and blood kept flowing from its orifices…
