"Seal off the surroundings. Water Gu are extremely tiny insects, and there are many people afflicted here. I'm afraid some might be missed, and if one escapes, a group will quickly fall."
Sang Que nodded, spreading the Ghost Realm, and the outside of the house instantly plunged into darkness. The red threads within the Ghost Realm crisscrossed, sealing all gaps in doors and windows.
Seeing this, Qiao Ling nodded and found an empty spot in the center of the room to start her preparations.
Qiao Ling retrieved a red earthenware sea bowl from the lower layer of the medicine chest, which was painted with white hieroglyphs.
She rolled a stack of white paper into a fan shape, placed it at the bottom of the sea bowl, then covered it with three handfuls of rice, and finally took a slightly larger gourd medicine bottle from the upper layer of the medicine chest.
