Chapter 989 Chapter 782: Xiaobao makes a move

"Hmph, don't scare me with a revenge order, you hurt Uncle Bai, I let you be beaten often."

Xiao Bao appeared in the sky, and the yin qi in his hand flew out, spreading in all directions, like a fisherman, preparing to pull up the released fishing net.

The shroud ghost was covered by Xiaobai's big net, and once again coalesced together and turned into the previous appearance.

As soon as the other party turned into a human form, he was tied to his body by a large net, making him unable to move for a while.

is the same Yin Spirit, Xiaobao is more powerful than the other party, so it is impossible for the Shroud Ghost to break free.

At this moment, I only heard a snap, and a long black whip was whipped on the body of the shroud ghost, making the other party's soul can't help but send out ripples.

"I made you crazy, and you only died for two years, and you dare to come to take revenge?"

"Smack...".

Xiaobao stood in mid-air, holding a long whip in his hand, and whipped it on the body of the shroud ghost one after another, making the other party roll on the ground in pain.

"Little ghost, don't let me escape, or I'll swallow you."

The shroud ghost rolled on the ground with a heart-rending roar.

"Come on, hurt each other, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Xiaobao didn't care about the other party's threat at all, and his heart moved, and the barbs slowly condensed on the originally smooth long whip, like an oversized mace.

"Smack...".

Again, this time, the ghost of the shroud is no longer scolding, and the stinging pain from his soul has made him have no strength to shout.

"Xiaobao, don't fight anymore, if you fight again, your soul will be scattered, just tie him up."

Lao Bai saw that Xiaobao had pumped the other party for a while, and immediately stopped him, after all, he was here to resolve the conflict, not to make the other party's soul fly.

"Hmph, let you go first, and if you don't obey, I'll eat you, see who is powerful."

Xiaobao fell to the ground and kicked the body of the shroud ghost, directly kicking the opponent in front of Lao Bai's altar.

Looking at the embarrassed shrouded ghost, Lao Bai couldn't help but sigh, "Ma Yuan, why are you suffering?" Your parents worked hard to raise you, even if you die, it's not their fault, do you still want their lives to fail?

Besides, the people who buried you in the first place were all your relatives and friends, neighbors, and they were for your own good, so how could you repay the picture and come back to find their trouble?

If you have any injustice, just say it, and I will give you justice."

Lao Bai said while asking the ghost corpse to call Ma Yuan's parents out, as long as the matter is explained clearly in person, no matter what the grievance is, there is always a way to resolve it.

"Hades has given me a revenge order, do you want to resist it?"

Ma Yuan looked at Lao Bai and said with a gloomy face.

"Hmph, don't use Hades to scare me, there are rules in the yang world, how can you be allowed to come nonsense?"

Lao Bai persuaded him repeatedly, but Ma Yuan just couldn't listen, which made him a little angry.

At this moment, Ma Yuan's parents and those villagers all walked out cautiously, and when they saw where Lao Bai was standing and was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, are you leaving?"

The security guard came to Lao Bai's side and asked in a low voice.

Lao Bai shook his head, then recited the Tianyan Mantra, patted the security guard, and clicked twice on Ma Yuan's parents in succession.

The three of them were suddenly slapped by Lao Bai, and they didn't know what they meant, but at this time, Lao Bai stretched out his hand and pointed to the front of the altar.

A few people looked in the direction that Lao Bai pointed to, and their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they trembled wherever they stood.

For mortals, the ghosts and gods are too far away from them, and even if they are their own children, two years after death, they will still be afraid when they suddenly see them.

"Don't be afraid, he has been caught, he said you killed him, what's going on?"

Lao Bai looked at Ma Yuan's parents, and although he had a guess in his heart, he still asked suspiciously.

"Dao Chief, don't be kidding, Ma Yuan is our son, how could I kill him."

"Hmph, I'm your son, so why are you burying me alive in the ground?"

Ma Yuan looked at his parents and yelled loudly.

"Buried alive?"

Hearing these two words, Ma Yuan's father shook his body and almost fell to the ground.

"My son, you died so miserably, your parents are sorry for you, you shouldn't have let you go to herd cattle, your parents can't help you."

"Hmph, don't pretend, you think I don't make money, kill me, I want you to die."

Ma Yuan looked at his parents and struggled to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, he was whipped by Xiaobao, and he knelt on the ground in pain again.

"Ma Yuan, you were struck by lightning at the time, and you were already breathing, your parents didn't bury you alive, were you mistaken?"

The security guard also had the courage to say something at this time, but judging from his face, he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

Lao Bai has already understood the truth of the matter from the conversations of several people, and there is a misunderstanding here.

"Ma Yuan, what your uncle said is right, you were struck by lightning, you have choked your breath, and you have not returned to Yang after stopping the coffin for one night, so your parents will be buried.

They did the right thing, but they didn't know that you were in a state of suspended animation, so they buried you in peace!

After the burial, you woke up again because of the lack of air in the cemetery and it was difficult to breathe, so you think that your parents buried you alive, isn't that the case?"

Lao Bai began to say what he thought in his heart directly.

Hearing Lao Bai say this, Ma Yuan's parents and those villagers all widened their eyes, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Impossible, we also checked when we were buried, Ma Yuan is already out of breath, how can he come back to life?"

Ma Yuan's father asked in a trembling voice.

"Hey, if you are struck by lightning, your body will be paralyzed, and your heart will stop, so you will lose your breath, in fact, it is all intermittent breathlessness, if you stop the coffin for two days, maybe he will come back to life.

I don't blame you for this kind of thing, even if you send him to the hospital, the doctor will sentence him dead."

"No, it won't be like this, Dao Chief, you must be mistaken."

"The old Taoist priest is right, you buried me alive."

Ma Yuan snorted coldly.

"How can this be, we... We actually buried our son alive with our own hands, in...".

Ma Yun's parents completely collapsed to the ground, Ma Yuan is their only son, and it is indeed difficult for them to accept such a thing.

"My God, what kind of sin have I done, God wants to punish me like this, if you want to accept me, you will accept me, why do you treat my child like this, the sky has no eyes."

Ma Yuan's parents shouted to the sky completely, sitting on the ground and crying, their voices were tragic and shocking.

"Ma Yuan, you tried your best to get out of the oil pot and beg for paperwork, just to take your parents' lives, and now your parents are here, if you think they killed you, then you can do it."

Lao Bai looked at Ma Yuan and said with a straight face.

Ma Yuan was also a little stunned at this time, he thought that his parents buried him alive, but when he heard Lao Bai say this, he felt that it might not be his parents' fault.

"I woke up in the coffin, I saw endless darkness, I wanted to get up, but I couldn't sit up straight, I wanted to push the coffin open with my hands, but I couldn't use my strength, my hands....

My hands were in the dark, and I kept scratching and scratching out the cracks in the coffin, but they didn't come out after all, and finally I got tired, and just like that, I slept in the coffin."

Ma Yuan said, raising his hand, on his hand, ten fingers were bleeding like water, the fingertips were blurred, and he looked miserable.

(End of chapter)