There was no curtain in the carriage, and several people in the car could see the shadows around them quickly retreating through the direction of the door, and the lifted car was running fast.

A large amount of gray mist rushed directly into it, making it difficult to breathe.

The old man who was driving the car was horrified by Song Daochang, and he couldn't sit still.

"Dao, Dao Chief, what is impossible." He felt very cold all over his body, and the blood all over his body seemed to freeze into ice slag, stimulating his blood.

"Is your ancestor a member of the Shen Zhuang clan?"

Song Daochang's words directly made the old man who was driving the car weak, and the Venus in front of him burst out, and he couldn't recover for a while.

He was sitting outside to catch the car before, and he also heard the conversation between Song Qingxiao and the old Taoist priest, so he naturally knew that the reason why Aunt Wu was recruited twice may be related to her birth in Shenzhuang.

When the old man heard this, he felt chills all over his body, but he was also glad that it had nothing to do with him.

But at this time, the old Taoist priest's question, coupled with his eyes, the old man who was driving the car instantly understood why the old Taoist priest wanted to keep him.

As soon as he reacted, he immediately knelt on the ground with a 'plop', knocked his head on the floor of the carriage, and howled loudly:

"Old fairy help!"

"You get up first."

The old Taoist priest helped him weakly, and the soft spiritual power supported the old man who wanted to kneel on the ground and beg and sat back on the stool.

"Tell me first, does your ancestor have anything to do with Shen Zhuang?" Song Daochang asked again, but the old man was still extremely uneasy, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

It wasn't until the old Taoist priest shouted with the power of Taoism and asked this question again that he came to his senses.

"Nope."

The old man shook his head, wiped his face, looked down at the absence of blood and tears in his palm, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and said with great certainty:

"My ancestors are all from the Yunyang clan, and they have absolutely nothing to do with Shen Zhuang."

He stressed loudly that he didn't know who he was going to say it to.

"That's weird." The old Taoist priest asked several times, and he was very sure that he had nothing to do with Shen Zhuang.

It stands to reason that the powerful resentment in Shen Zhuang should only be aimed at Shen Zhuang's bloodline, and he was recruited twice from Aunt Wu, and the fact that the others were safe and sound also shows this.

However, the old man who drove the car had nothing to do with Shen Zhuang, but he was also affected by the Yin Qi, which undoubtedly deduced the previous judgment of Song Qingxiao and the old Taoist.

"Could it be that I really guessed wrong?" The old Taoist priest frowned and said this.

"Master, you also said that yin and evil are unreasonable." Song Changqing saw that he frowned, and couldn't help but say: "Maybe you just want to hurt people." ”

"That's not right." Song Qingxiao denied his statement, and she sensed that the yin aura on the old man who was driving the car was quite similar to the aura on Aunt Wu's body.

His eyes widened, and bloodshot eyes had begun to appear, reflecting a pair of eyes red, like Aunt Wu before.

"You still have something to do with Shen Zhuang."

"I didn't ......" The old man who was driving the car immediately denied it when he heard this.

It's just that before he could speak, he was interrupted by Song Qingxiao:

"You have."

The old man's eyes widened and he wanted to argue, but in his eyes, the red blood was getting denser and denser, like a series of criss-crossing thin spider webs, tightly wrapping the two eyeballs in the sockets.

Song Qingxiao didn't wait for him to speak, then said:

"You took Aunt Wu's job and sent us to Shenzhuang."

She doesn't know much about the situation in Shen Zhuang, and from what Aunt Wu said, she can roughly know that Shen Zhuang is famous for raising silkworms, and many people in the village rely on silkworm raising to get rich, and they were slaughtered a hundred years ago, resulting in the death of the population in the city.

But in addition, through the information revealed from the mouth of the female ghost who possessed Aunt Wu before, it can be known that there may be an existence in Shen Zhuang that makes all the ghosts feel afraid.

When the female ghost appeared, she controlled Aunt Wu, and even Song Changqing was almost killed.

With her secret help, the old Taoist priest used the silver mirror to control the ghost, making her show her original form.

It's just that with the ability of the old Taoist, it is already very difficult to control the ghosts with the silver mirror.

The ghost has become the climate, the evil qi is very heavy, the road is not shallow, and the reason why the soul is scattered in the end is obviously not because of the silver mirror.

In Song Qingxiao's opinion, it was more like she confided in some secret, but she was silenced.

"I took the job of the sister-in-law of the Wu family and sent you to Shenzhuang-"

After a while, the symptoms of the old man driving the car became more and more obvious, his reaction began to be sluggish, and the blue and black color on his face became more and more obvious.

Even if Song Qingxiao doesn't know much about Taoist secret methods, he can also see that his vitality is slowing down.

The old man's eyes were swollen high, and a pair of bags under his eyelids seemed to be soaked in water.

The cyan capillaries floated up, and they bounced slightly as if they contained something, making the eyelids twitch uncontrollably, but he himself was completely unaware.

Seeing that something was wrong, Daochang Song immediately took out a piece of talisman paper from the pocket on his waist, recited the spell, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

'Boom! ’

The fire ignited, and the rune paper turned into golden mangs, temporarily suppressing this yin energy, so that the dying old man could pick up a life.

"Oh...... Right. There was still green smoke in his mouth, but he didn't seem to realize Daochang Song's actions at all a moment ago, but nodded with difficulty:

"I took Aunt Wu's job, took her money, and wanted to send you to Shenzhuang."

"You took her money?"

When Daochang Song heard this, he finally found the connection between the old man and Shen Zhuang.

"Yes." With the continuation of the spirit rune, his condition was a little better than before.

"Where's the money? Can you take it with you? The old Taoist priest asked eagerly.

may know that his life is at stake, but the old man didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly touched his chest.

He wore an old shirt with a buttoned placket, and his hand reached through the gap in the buckle, and he found a bag wrapped in an old sweat towel:

"It's all here!"

Rumors of Shen Zhuang's recent haunting spread almost as far as the reputation of wealth, and Aunt Wu paid too little money for people to be willing to.

Therefore, she paid a lot of money to invite the old man to drive the cattle out.

This amount of money is not small, and the old man naturally has to carry it with him.

"Except for spending a silver dollar to pay for my grandson's education, I never broke it up."

As he spoke, he handed over the tightly wrapped sweat towel.

Before Daochang Song took it, he had already sensed the yin qi transmitted from the sweat towel.

The sweat towel was tied tightly by him, and the corners were circled several times, as if he was afraid that the silver dollars in it would leak out.

The old Taoist priest tore it open, and there were several layers wrapped inside, and each time he uncovered a layer, there seemed to be a trace of black gas that seemed to be faint and escaped.

As the black gas dispersed, the temperature inside the carriage seemed to drop.

"Huh?" The old man's eyes kept falling on Song Daochang's hand, and after seeing him uncover the sweat towels layer by layer, he let out an exclamation of surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted by him, Song Changqing asked, and the old Taoist priest also raised his head.

"This, this is not the purse given to me by the sister-in-law of the Wu family."

The eyes of several people in the car fell into the hands of the old Taoist, and they saw that in the middle of the sweat towel, a pink silk satin brocade bag was wrapped, and a small budding lotus was embroidered on it, which looked lifelike.

But the old man who was driving the car looked like he had seen a ghost, and he was a little incredulous:

"The purse that Wu An's sister-in-law gave me is obviously ...... Be...... Uh-huh-hmm......"

He originally looked excited, but as he spoke, something was not quite right, and unconscious syllables came out of his mouth, as if he had been succumbed to evil.

Everyone realized that something was wrong and subconsciously looked up at him.

I saw that the old man who was driving the car was shaking badly at this time, and his eyes were already covered with dark red bloodshots, which were connected to his eyeballs.

Leng Hao looked like he met two pitch-black eye sockets, and when he looked at them in the carriage, the hairs on the back of his neck were about to stand up.

"Ah......" The other man who got into the car couldn't help but let out a terrible scream when he saw the strange appearance of the old man who was driving the car, and stumbled to Song Daochang's side.

"Evil Barrier!"

When Song Daochang saw this scene, he naturally knew that it was the ghost who had done it, so he immediately didn't care to check the purse, and bit his middle finger again, wanting to go to the middle of the old man's forehead.

"Drink!"

The old man's eyes were red, occupying the entire eye socket, and at this time, his eyelids twitched, and a sharp exhalation of yin qi measurement came out of his mouth.

His lips instantly turned pitch black, and a long pitch-black tongue spit out from his throat and wrapped it around the old Taoist's wrist.

A dark wind erupted from his mouth and turned into a black mist that permeated the carriage.

Wherever the black mist went, it condensed pitch-black ice crystals full of yin qi, and the blood gushing out of the tips of the old Taoist's fingers was frozen at once, and it was difficult to come out.

"So arrogant!" Song Dao couldn't get a little blood, and seeing that it was difficult to suppress, he had no choice but to touch his waist with his other hand.

It's just that the bag before going out is full, but it has been used for most of the way.

The silver mirror was destroyed, and the copper coin still hung above the car door.

By the time he realized that the few magic weapons he had already used in his hand, it was too late to touch the rune paper again.

The tongue wrapped around his fingers, and with the sound of 'snorting', the yin qi was like maggots attached to the bones, burrowing into his body along his wounds.

A large amount of viscous liquid was secreted from the tongue, and as soon as the tongue was closed, the liquid pulled out thousands of strands of filament, binding Song Daochang's body and dragging it in the direction of the old man who was driving the car.

"Master!"

When Song Changqing saw this, he immediately hugged Song Daochang firmly without hesitation.

But after the old man was possessed, his power was infinite, and this yin ghost method was terrifying.

Song Changqing only felt that the body of the old Taoist priest in his arms quickly lost its temperature, as if he had hugged an ice sculpture.

His palm quickly lost control, and the purse he pinched in his hand seemed to be unable to grasp, and when he saw that it was about to fall, Song Changqing stretched out a hand with great difficulty and grabbed the purse that was about to fall in his palm.

Aunt Wu in the car fell asleep after being possessed, and the other man was already trembling with fear from the scene in front of him.

I saw that the black gas on the old Taoist priest's body was like a plague, and it quickly contaminated Song Changqing's body, entangled the two of them together, and dragged them in the direction of the old man who was driving the car.

'Drink-drink-'

At this time, the old man who was driving the car looked hideous like a ghost, opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of black gas, looked at the master and apprentice who were dragged close with a calm face, and rolled his long tongue and greeted Song Daochang's face.

"Ding-"

Song Daochang knew that he was on the road, but he had a certain amount of cultivation, and his consciousness was still quite awake at this time, and he tried his best to grasp the floor of the carriage, trying to stabilize his body.

But his strength was greatly reduced after being controlled by the Yin Qi, and the strength that struggled at this point seemed weak and helpless in the eyes of this evil spirit.

"Could it be that I can't survive the catastrophe, and I will die on the way?"

At the moment of life and death, such a thought flashed through the old Taoist's mind.

He remembered the pillars of incense burned before going out, the incense had been extinguished before it was lit, obviously the ancestors of Yunhu Mountain did not bless him to wade in this muddy water, everything was just what he forced.

Just as he was in a trance, he saw a little pale cyan afterimage passing by, bringing up a clear and clean wind, which seemed to shatter the chaotic black gas in the carriage.

"Ah......h

At this moment, a sharp scream came out of the mouth of the old man who was driving the car.

As soon as this cry sounded, the old Taoist priest and Song Changqing found that most of the power that trapped the master and apprentice instantly dispersed.

The voice pierced the eardrums of the two, and the master and apprentice were excited, and Song Daochang was the first to come to his senses, and looked in the direction of the screaming sound-

In the next moment, Song Changqing felt that the old Taoist priest who was firmly held by him shook heavily, and then shouted in a trembling voice:

"Song Qingxiao! What are you doing?! ”

The dazed senior brother hurriedly raised his head and saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

His cute little sister, who used to be delicate and timid, and could cry when she heard that she was going to the cemetery to practice her courage, half stood up at this time, grabbed the hair of the old man who was driving the car with one hand, and forced him to raise his head.

"Ahh

The old man's mouth let out a sharp and eerie shout, and his head shook vigorously, but he could not shake her palm, and she firmly grasped it in his hand.

After the head was restrained, the terrible ghost had to relinquish control of the master and apprentice, and instead pulled the horrible long tongue back and wrapped it around her arm.

Unmoved, she reached into the eyes of the old man who was driving the car with her other hand.

The old man's eyes were swollen, and the pair of pitch-black eyes narrowed tightly into a thin slit at this time, and opened his big black mouth to let out a creepy scream.

Song Qingxiao's fingertips forcibly parted his eyelids, and at the same time, the fingertips pressed down, forcing his eyeballs to pop out.

I saw that at this time, the old man's eyes were full of red bloodshots, like bloody tentacles, still slowly intertwined and squirming.

Underneath her gaze, the veins seemed to be scared, squirming to dive back into the eyeballs.

But before they could escape, Song Qingxiao's fingers flexibly drilled in, accurately pinching a trace of black qi hidden under a messy pile of blood tendons.

"Ah......" This scream was sneering and sharp, with gloom and resentment.

"Ah-" And this scream, with pain, fear and trepidation, belonged to the old man who was driving the car.

"Ahhhhh

"Ahh

"Ah——!h

At the same time, Song Daochang and Song Changqing also exclaimed at the same time when they saw this incredible scene.

Under several screams, Song Qingxiao was unmoved, grabbed the black gas, and pumped it out hard!