Baldy didn't fly backwards like Niu Dan did, but merely took a step back and then continued to strangle Luk Yu's father. Baldy now seemed to me not so much a Ghostly Apparition or a zombie, but a living, breathing person.
However, the color of his skin had already proven he wasn't alive. I still hadn't quite figured out what was going on, but one thing was clear, normal spells were ineffective against him, and even the reliable Bagua Leg Ghost Kick, which was a name I came up with since Master never told me the exact name of the move, was useless.
"Ah..." Luk Yu's father finally couldn't bear it any longer, screaming at the top of his lungs. However, I didn't think any less of him for it, considering Baldy's fingers were already buried as deep as a knuckle into his flesh.
"Brother Yueming, please save my dad," Luk Yu pleaded, standing to one side with tears in his eyes as he stared at me.
