The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 174 Qiao Wan, Dead (3)
Qiao Wan hugged her knees and tried to attack the inner wall with the will-o'-the-wisp after a few days. What surprised her was that the will-o'-the-wisp was easily bounced away.

Qiao Wan was at a loss, so he could only find out the pamphlet that he carried with him, and began to study the countermeasures.

It was cool at night, Zhao Ling used the rice cooker to heat up the leftovers from yesterday, and when Zhao Tongyang came back, he went into the kitchen to serve him a meal.

The light tube on the top flickered, Zhao Ling put down his chopsticks, and said unhappily, "I asked you to buy a new light tube, why did you go to gamble again?"

Zhao Tongyang stuffed a mouthful of vegetables into his mouth, and retorted softly: "Shouldn't you just change the light tube? You can change it at home if you have nothing to do. Don't rely on me all day long."

Zhao Ling bit her chopsticks and retorted fiercely: "Yes, I don't count on you. I can't count on you for anything. No wonder my mother ran away with someone. If it was me, I would run away too."

Zhao Tongyang's throat was hot from being blocked, he swallowed it and lowered his head to continue eating.

Zhao Ling snorted coldly, took a sip of the soup, and then turned his eyes to the gourd beside him: "Father, do you think something will happen to that ghost? There has been no movement for several days."

Zhao Tongyang curled his lips: "Don't open the cork if you're fine, a ghost is a ghost, if you sympathize with her, she will kill you later."

Zhao Ling pursed her lips: "Didn't you say that there is a special layer of talisman pasted on the outside of the gourd, so that no evil spirit can come out after entering it?"

Zhao Tongyang snorted through his nostrils: "Isn't the treasure handed down by the patriarch powerful?"

But no matter how powerful she was, he couldn't leave her alone, so after the meal, Zhao Tongyang went out again, and not long after he brought back a pile of firewood, he found a big iron basin in the kitchen and started to light a fire.

Zhao Ling watched his father busy in the kitchen, and after a while, the big fire really jumped up, and when the fire was about the same size, he went into the inner room again.

He rummaged through the box and found a book, drew a few yellow talismans with blood according to the picture on it, stuck it firmly on the outside of the gourd, and threw the small gourd into the brazier with a single toss.

"Ling'er, watch the fire for me these few days. The ghost doesn't look weak. It will take at least three days and three nights to burn her clean."

Zhao Ling understood, but looked at Chai He beside him and asked, "Is this enough firewood?"

Zhao Tongyang bowed his head in thought, and went out again.

Qiao Guan was nestled in a pool of water, and originally wanted to find some useful formulas from the booklet, but the surrounding area was getting hotter and hotter, and the clear water under her buttocks gradually became hot from the cold at first.

Thick smoke billowed and heat waves billowed. When Qiao Wan understood what they were doing, she panicked completely.

If it was a ghost body, things in the world would not be able to hurt her, such as bullets and flames, but the Taoist priest did not know what was going on outside, and she was burned all over by the fire.

The clear water under his feet boiled, and steam and bubbles spewed out "buzzing". Qiao Wan couldn't bear it, so he could only stand up and stand towards the place where there was no water. After sticking it, there was a smell of burning soul in the air immediately.

Qiao Wan quickly jumped into the water again, comparing the two, boiling water is much more comfortable than the Soul Locking Formation.

And in such a hot situation, she was so uncomfortable that she sniffed her nose. It would be a pleasure if the Taoist stabbed her with a knife. With such a burning method, she couldn't die for a while, so she could only endure it forcefully, slowly Slowly scorched and evaporated... Her eyes were red again, she was afraid of pain...

Qiao Wan cried for a while, but no one paid any attention, so she could only take off her ghost messenger robe, which was so wide that it could wrap her tightly when it came down from the hood.

She wished she could shrink herself into a small shrimp, squatting in the boiling water, enduring the pain that seemed to evaporate all her primordial spirit, but in the end she couldn't hold back, crying and flipping through the books.

Qiao Wan was flustered and impatient, but it was still a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse and found a spell similar to an enchantment on a certain page.

She had heard that Taoist warlocks often stored their internal energy in formations, and after triggering, they formed a defensive shield around the formations to block external attacks.

I didn't expect ghosts to be able to do it, but their way of forming seals is different from that of Yangjian people. They don't need to stick to formations, they can directly use their own ghost energy to open a barrier...

Qiao Wan tried it, it was the first time she did it, the effect was not ideal, she just barely covered her body with something like a protective film, but it was this film that made her breathe a sigh of relief. In the short term, it will not be burned out by the old Taoist priests.

After that, Qiao Wan didn't know how long she stayed in the gourd. After being burned for a few days, she only felt that the surrounding area was getting hotter and hotter, and the barrier that originally covered her body became thinner and thinner, and then slowly disappeared and faded... …

Without that layer of protection, the pool of water beneath Qiao Wan's body seemed to boil even more, and the fire around her was getting hotter and hotter. Now she couldn't move except for the robe that barely served as a cover.

Half a day passed, and she raised her hand in the water dripping with sweat, her thin soul was so faint that she could hardly see clearly.

Qiao Wan lay there and couldn't even cry. She was getting weaker and weaker, and her consciousness began to blur. She couldn't help but look at the hole again. It's all red.

She felt that she was going to die, and it wasn't a normal death, it was her soul flying away.

Qiao Guan huddled into a ball again, as if this could protect herself to the greatest extent. She had never been so desperate, even if the family was poor and she was forced to be an old man's mistress.

Because she is not a human being now, they don't know what kind of environment she is in, no one will come to save her, and she can't save herself, so she can only wait for death, until the fire burns her up .

Qiao Wan cried again in pain, because of her weakness, the ray of soul that had been in her body before was finally pulled out, circling lightly in the air, and flew towards the direction of the original owner...

At the same time, Fu Tianlang's eyes froze for a moment, as if sensing something, his hands tremblingly touched her gradually icy body, and finally reached the neck, chest, wrist...

After losing her only soul, Qiao Wan's body could no longer hold on, and her heartbeat, breath, and pulse all stopped!
(End of this chapter)