As soon as there was movement from Grandma's place, Old Mo rushed over desperately.
Having known Old Mo for so long, I trusted him implicitly.
At this moment, all I wanted was to run faster, to get back inside quickly.
Although Grandma was wearing her talisman robe, ordinary demons and ghosts couldn't get close to her for a short time.
But it’s better to be safe than sorry.
After all, Grandma was my dearest kin.
Using this method to lure out the monster was out of desperation.
It was so that Grandma could live without worry in the future, free from the harassment of these malevolent spirits.
"Faster, faster!"
I kept running.
Circulating the true energy within my body, I reached the peak of my speed.
When I arrived at my doorstep like lightning, I heard the sounds of "clanging and banging" from inside, indicating a fight.
It seemed Old Mo and the demon had already engaged.
Without the slightest hesitation, I shouted into the house:
"Old Mo, I'm back!"
With that, I charged into the yard.
Old Mo's voice echoed from within the house:
"I'm dealing with this demon!"
I sped to the door and kicked it open.
With a "clang," the door was flung open by my kick.
The next second, I saw Old Mo and another person locked in a fierce battle inside.
And Grandma lying on the ground.
Grandma had lost consciousness, and a tear in her clothes revealed the talisman robe underneath.
Furthermore, a trace of blood could be seen at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, I ignored the two battling figures and rushed towards Grandma:
"Grandma!"
I scooped her up in my arms.
She was still breathing, merely unconscious.
"Damn it!"
I gritted my teeth and looked up.
One of them was Old Mo.
Old Mo wielded a peach wood sword, slashing continuously with great momentum.
He was completely suppressing his opponent.
The other person, however, was my foolish Sixth Uncle.
But at this moment, Sixth Uncle was no longer Sixth Uncle.
For his eyes were emitting a green glow.
After colliding with Old Mo and separating, he was now on all fours, like a beast, growling "wuwuwu" in his mouth.
On his body, ephemeral phantoms of weasels appeared intermittently...
It was clear that Sixth Uncle was possessed.
The demon possessing him was the ghost of a weasel.
Upon seeing this, my heart trembled.
I asked in surprise:
"Demon soul!"
As soon as I spoke, Old Mo retreated a couple of steps, shielding me and Grandma.
He asked:
"Brother Qin, is the elder alright?"
"Grandma was injured by this thing. I'll make its soul scatter!"
I said fiercely.
I stood up directly, quickly drawing out a talisman.
After smearing it on the peach wood sword, I spoke rapidly:
"Pure and spirit, heart fiery.
Right gaze upon the Southern Dipper, left upon the Seven Stars.
Golden character inscribed, open ear to hear and act.
Open Sword."
I was now quite proficient with the "Open Sword" talisman.
As the talisman fell, the incantation took effect.
The yellow talisman turned to ashes with a "boom."
The homemade peach wood sword in my hand instantly grew warm, imbued with the talisman's power.
The yellow weasel demon soul crawling opposite us was now staring at us with deep malice.
Simultaneously, it suddenly spoke with the voice of the old weasel I had killed, Huang Jiuniang:
"I never expected to be ambushed by you, and you've even called for backup!"
As she spoke, she cast a vicious glare at Old Mo.
She was extremely surprised by Old Mo's appearance.
Because before she came to harm my Grandma, just as my master had predicted.
She had confirmed my departure from the village. With my scent gone from the village, she had come to harm my Grandma.
But who knew that Grandma, besides wearing her talisman robe which prevented her from succeeding immediately,
Had been injured by the rebound force of the talisman robe, infuriating her.
As she devised a plan to further harm my Grandma, Old Mo had burst into the house.
He had also locked the door, trapping her inside and fully suppressing her.
Until my arrival, the old yellow weasel Huang Jiuniang had no chance of escape.
Hearing the old weasel speak, I let out a cold snort:
"I also didn't expect you to become a demon soul after death!
But tonight, I will ensure you find no peace."
I said fiercely, killing intent surging.
They could touch me, but if they touched my family, I would ensure they perished without a burial place.
The old yellow weasel let out a low growl.
Sixth Uncle, who was possessed, had a ferocious expression, and saliva constantly dripped from his mouth.
"Come on! Even if you kill me, I'll take this fool with me."
The old yellow weasel said viciously, and without hesitation, lunged at me and Old Mo.
A pair of human hands suddenly blurred into a pair of weasel claws.
With two "swishing" sounds, they lunged directly at me and Old Mo...
We both dodged.
At the same time, I heard Old Mo say:
"Brother Qin, this demon soul's cultivation is not high.
But her possession of a human severely restricts my abilities."
I also understood Old Mo's concern.
If we directly attacked Sixth Uncle.
Even if we could kill the demon soul, it would cause severe damage to Sixth Uncle's body.
Therefore, Old Mo held back when he attacked.
But we had numbers, and our cultivation was not inferior to the old yellow weasel.
As long as we could restrain Sixth Uncle's physical body, I had a way to extract the demon soul.
My brow furrowed, and I then said:
"Old Mo, I'll keep her occupied.
Find an opportunity to extract that demon soul, and then destroy her."
With that, I raised the peach wood sword and met the attack.
I slashed at the blurred claws.
With "bang bang bang" sounds, waves of spiritual energy and demonic energy continuously vibrated within the house.
Old Mo nodded vigorously:
"Good!"
With that, he also lunged at the old yellow weasel.
Tonight, we would surely slay her...