Chapter 17
'Ah...
oh...' It was then that I realized that Grandpa was someone who had escaped from a skin corpse.
Since the age of fourteen, he had been fighting alongside his master and had experienced countless dangers over the decades.
He was not as weak as I had thought.
I didn't have time to think about anything else, I turned and ran towards the door, but suddenly a dark figure fell from above and blocked my path.
The blood demon stood in front of me, grinning.
Her teeth were stained red with blood.
'You look delicious.' The blood demon reached out her hand, and I dodged to the side, but she slapped me away, causing me to fall to the ground.
The blood demon approached me step by step as I struggled to move back.
At that moment, a vase suddenly crashed out of the window, hitting the blood demon's chest and shattering into pieces.
Grandpa rushed out of the room, holding a inkstone in one hand and the box of cinnabar in the other.
'Watch this!' He smashed the inkstone onto the blood demon's face, but the blood demon didn't even flinch, emitting a disdainful laugh.
'Tsk...' In the next second, red cinnabar filled the air, and the blood demon let out a scream of pain, covering her eyes."
Grandpa took advantage of the opportunity to grab me and rushed up the stairs.
"You useless thing, I told you to exercise more regularly and sleep until late every day.
"You faint at the toilet, which college student is as useless as you!" I felt ashamed as Grandpa climbed the stairs quickly, still finding time to scold me.
He dragged me along, making me breathless like a dog.
Last time when we dealt with the skin corpse, the main target was not me, so I hid behind the door and looked in the mirror.
I thought exorcism would be easy, but oh well.
There are two bedrooms upstairs.
Grandpa rushed into his own room, opened the wardrobe door, and his eyes lit up.
"Oh, there's still a paper effigy here! "I almost forgot about this.
This is the Zhu family's paper effigy.
Our lives depend on it!"