Chapter 297: Stewed ribs

"Shaoyang brother, be careful!" Zhuang Yuli nervously reminded him.
The pony smiled unintentionally: "Don't care about him, if the little devil can pull down the soul of the little leaves, I recognize it as a grandfather."
"It has at least a few hundred years of age, when your grandfather is still losing money." Ye Shaoyang painted while printing, while still not joking, two feet nailed to the ground like a pillar, let the little devil use the ghost to pull, Not moving at all.
Waiting for the soul to print, Ye Shaoyang bent down, grabbed one of the little devil's hands with his right hand, and pulled it up, while he suddenly jumped back. A body full of blood was pulled from under the pool of blood. It was the look of horror. The little devil, long hair covering the whole body.
Unwilling to be embarrassed, she screamed, her long hair separated from the surroundings, like several big snakes, twisting her body and hitting the different parts of Ye Shaoyang.
Ye Shaoyang didn't look at it, raised his left hand, and took a palm on her ghost door. After she took it away, the little devil's forehead immediately had a sparkling mark.
"Wan Faguiyuan, battle the soul, set!" Ye Shaoyang pinched the Soul of the Soul, highlighting the middle finger, clicked on the little ghost's Yintang, the little devil twitched for a while, immediately did not move, open mouth , slowly spit out a black ghost.
Ye Shaoyang raised his right hand and made a squatting posture. He shouted: "Receive!" The ghost automatically flowed to his fingers, condensed into a black paste on the nails of the thumb, and he took out a piece of paper. Slowly wiped clean, looking at the little ghost on the ground, smiled lightly.
Zhuang Yuli’s return to this, a little unbelievable:
This is... dead?

"The soul is gone, leaving only the ghost."
Zhuang Yuli was convinced that everything was over and a stunned episode to Ye Shaoyang: This is the first time I saw his practice. There are only two words from the beginning to the end to describe: chic.
Before I thought of it, Mr. Zhu said that many of the Masters were planted under the hands of this ghost, and even the three famous Masters were not their opponents. But Ye Shaoyang casually shot, and between the laughter, he destroyed it. It adds a bit of worship.
Looking up at Zhu Zhongying on the bed, she fell on the bed, the man was already in a coma, and Zhuang Yujin asked without confidence: "When can Xiao Ying wake up?"
"There are two squats, how can I wake up. I have to gather the soul first." Looking at the little devil on the ground, Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and said: "The two souls are already refining by her, and it is very troublesome to re-aggregate. I have to use the secret method of Maoshan."
Ye Shaoyang thought with emotion, this thing also suffered from his own hand, or he gave it to the general mage, even if he killed the devil, he wanted to retain its ghost and extract the soul of Zhu Zhongying from the ghost. impossible. At the moment, I feel a little regretful. For a fashion, it’s better than just loading it. As long as it’s 30,000 yuan, it’s a big loss.
Ye Shaoyang first drew a ghost symbol, posted on the door of the devil, opened the backpack, took out a white plastic bottle, and put a lot of fine holes in the lid, shaking constantly on the devil's body, white powder Fall on the devil.
Pony first thought of adding pepper to the kebab, scratching the back of his head and said: "You are not going to roast the little devil?"
Ye Shaoyang gave him a glance and said: "This is a metaplastic powder. The ghost can only be visualized by the shadow in the sun. When it is sprayed, it can be as visible in the underworld."
Sure enough, his voice just fell, the little transparent body of the little devil became a little bit full, and it didn't take long for it to look at the outside from the ordinary people.
"It's amazing." Pony said with emotion. "But haven't you already killed her, and let her show what?"
"I don't show shape, how can I remove the bones and refine my soul." Ye Shaoyang didn't raise his head. "Go to the surname Zhu and ask for a bag of quicklime. If you don't, think of a way, hurry up."
The pony immediately opened the door.
Waiting for a quarter of an hour, the pony pushed in the door and brought a bag of lime in with Mr. Zhu. Ye Shaoyang said with some surprise: "So fast?"
"There is a decoration company nearby. I will buy it immediately." After Mr. Zhu finished, he immediately ran to Zhu Zhongying, checked her heartbeat and pulse, and found that everything was normal. Then I let go of my heart and looked back. The little devil on the ground.
Fangcai Xiaoma has already told him about the general situation. He is psychologically prepared, but he really sees the body of the little devil. Mr. Zhu is like all ordinary people, and it seems like he has lost his soul.
Ye Shaoyang let the pony hands, put a pocket of lime on the ground, spread it into a rectangle, then move the body of the devil, remove the nails of the Maoshan, pick up the clothes of the devil, and tie it down in the heart, immediately there will be a The stinky black blood flowed out and was absorbed by the lime. The pony and other people understood the use of the lime, and at the same time frowned and felt cruel to the scene.
Destroy the nail down the chest, and sighed to the position of the lower abdomen. Ye Shaoyang put down the nail, removed the needle box from the backpack, picked eight large needles, two or two sets, and stabbed from the upper and lower directions. Into the flesh on both sides of the flesh, open the belly, the belly is like a human, is a pile of colorful internal organs and intestines.
Ye Shaoyang immediately drew a character into the abdominal cavity, and the method burned. The internal organs of one cavity turned into black ghost blood, which flowed out of the blood tank that was broken and oozing into the quicklime.
After cleaning the abdominal cavity, Ye Shaoyang started this work. Cut the ribs with the smashing nails and intercepted the eight dark ghost bones in different positions. Let Mr. Zhu take a casserole and put the ghost bones into the pot. .
The pony saw this scene, but his heart was disgusting, but he did not want to make others better. He said: "Put the bean sprouts, add some water, and eat the ghost ribs."
Zhuang Yujin glanced at him angrily: "Can you be disgusting?"
Ye Shaoyang did not add water to the casserole, but took out the plastic bottle filled with oyster sauce, pour some into the casserole, then sprinkle a layer of sulphur, ignite it with a fire, then throw a large amount of money into the pot, and lap his knees Sitting on one side, constantly cursing.
As the sulphur and eucalyptus oil burned, the ghost bones melted into a green liquid, half a pot, and then about twenty minutes later, the green liquid was also dried, and the pony and others looked up. There is not even a piece of bone residue in the casserole. Only the mother-in-law is lying on the bottom of the pot. The original gold coins have become dark green.
Ye Shaoyang picked up the mother's big money and went to the bed. He stuffed it into Zhu Zhongying's mouth and pressed it under the tongue. He held the woman in the right and said: "A thought is cast, the fire is born again." Lost in the soul, gather in a hurry! Hurry as a law!"