In this critical moment, the big black rat that had run off earlier suddenly leaped down from the roof beam.
With a single bite, it burst one of the fierce spirit's eyeballs.
Black fluid splattered everywhere.
But these fluids were merely wisps of black energy.
Upon touching solid objects, they would dissipate into smoke.
The headless fierce spirit screamed in pain, its entire body trembling.
The tongues that had been reaching for me all retracted back into its mouth.
One of the ghost claws pressing on my peach wood sword also pulled back:
“Where did this dead rat come from…”
It swiped at my shoulder, intending to crush the big black rat with one claw.
But who knew that the supermarket old lady’s big black rat was incredibly agile.
It crawled up its back and then under its other armpit.
It took another bite towards an eye.
With a "bang," another popping sound.
The fierce spirit's second eye was burst.
“Ah! Damn dead rat, I’ll mince you!”
As it spoke, the other hand pressing on my peach wood sword also retracted sharply.
It retreated continuously, slapping at itself.
Trying to crush the big black rat that was crawling and biting all over it.
Not only that, but the mouths on its body also opened and closed.
"Crunch, crunch," they tried to bite the big black rat.
Tongues coiled around its body.
But that big black rat was too nimble.
It burst three more eyes on the headless evil spirit in succession.
The headless fierce spirit couldn't catch it.
Enraged, the headless fierce spirit roared:
“Damn it, damn it, get off me, get off…”
The fierce spirit, now in a frenzy, made it impossible for me to get close.
I could only use this opening to quickly retreat to the side.
And help up Mo Ting, who couldn't get up.
It was only then that I realized Mo Ting had spat blood after being kicked.
No wonder he couldn't get up for so long.
That kick must have injured him severely.
“Old Mo, let’s go…”
Mo Ting gasped, clutching his stomach:
“Okay, okay!”
With that, I helped Mo Ting and rushed towards the door.
But how could that fierce spirit let us escape?
Even though it was being held back by the big black rat.
Seeing us about to leave, it directly blocked the doorway:
“No one is leaving tonight! Dead rat, get down!”
After saying that, it continued to claw at the big black rat scrambling on its body.
However, a wave of icy Yin energy also emanated from its body.
The chilling oppressive feeling made Mo Ting and me's hearts palpitate.
This fierce spirit was too powerful; even with the big black rat holding it back, it was not something we could handle.
If we tried to attack now, thinking it was an opportunity to kill it, we would only be seeking our own demise.
We would be crushed to death on the spot by the rampaging headless fierce spirit.
Moreover, once it shook off the big black rat, Mo Ting and I would have almost no ability to resist and would surely die.
I knew my own limits; this was not the time to show off.
Fleeing and gathering intelligence was our best option now.
Seeing that the door was blocked, I looked towards the window nearby:
“Old Mo, climb out the window!”
Saying that, I helped Mo Ting, limping, to the window quickly.
I yanked open the broken window frame.
Not caring about his stomach pain, I tossed him out.
With two "bangs," Mo Ting fell to the ground.
I also hesitated before climbing out the window.
But who knew that as soon as I stuck half my body out, a cold tongue directly wrapped around my neck.
I felt a tightening around my neck and a great force struck.
With a "bang," I was pulled down along with the window.
“Don’t think you can escape just because a dead rat is holding me…”
The headless evil spirit spoke menacingly.
The tongue wrapped around my neck began to retract, trying to pull me towards the evil spirit.
I felt a pain in my back as my body was dragged across the ground by the ghost tongue.
But at this moment, I couldn't afford to care.
With one hand gripping the tongue around my neck, I swung my sword and cut at the ghost's tongue.
With a "crack," the bloody tongue was severed on the spot, spraying streams of black blood.
“Ah! My, my tongue…”
The large mouth on the headless fierce spirit's belly let out a mournful cry, retracting the severed half-tongue into its mouth.
However, the headless ghost became even more enraged.
Black energy billowed all over its body, and tongues extended from its dozen mouths, swaying erratically.
The big black rat crawling on it was also struggling to cope.
It was swept away by a tongue, squeaking, and fell near the doorway.
The headless fierce spirit's dozen tongues lashed out towards the big black rat.
With a dozen "slaps," all the tongues struck the spot where the big black rat had landed.
The stone bricks on the ground were shattered.
If that had landed on a person, their spine would have been pulverized.
But luckily, the big black rat was quick and escaped with a sudden dash.
I glanced at the headless fierce spirit, and seeing its terrifying appearance, I didn't dare to linger for a moment.
I quickly got up and sprinted forward.
With a leap, I jumped straight out of the window.
Mo Ting, enduring the pain, had already gotten up:
“Old Mo, hurry, hurry and go!”
I yelled as I supported Mo Ting.
Mo Ting was covered in cold sweat from the pain, his body trembling:
“Okay, okay!”
I supported him, desperately pulling him towards the location where we had set up our formation.
Meanwhile, the headless fierce spirit had gone completely berserk.
The captured little female ghost had been let go by us, and its head had been injured by Mo Ting and had to be removed.
Three of its eyes had been burst by the big black rat, and one of its tongues had been severed by me.
Now, the little female ghost was nowhere to be found, and the big black rat had escaped the old house and burrowed into the forest.
Mo Ting and I were also doing our best to escape.
Enraged, it could only turn its attention to Mo Ting and me.
Under the moonlight, it stood at the entrance of the old house.
Without a head, its upper body bare.
It raised its claws, its many eyes glaring fiercely at us.
The mouths on its body opened wide, revealing jagged teeth, and a dozen tongues, like octopus tentacles, extended from its mouths and swayed in the air:
“Don’t think you can escape, tonight I will surely eat you…”