Daoist Song temporarily restrained the yin and evil qi in her body with the pure yang power of the Daomen, so that she was lucky enough to pick up a life, and briefly regained her clarity, but after only a moment's effort, she didn't seem to remember what happened before.

It also seems that she can't remember the three of Song Daochang she greeted before, and the questions he once raised.

In front of the three of them, the ghost on her body was so bold that she dared not say anything in broad daylight, and even took advantage of her to hurt people when she spoke, making it clear that she wanted to shut her mouth.

"Evil obstacles! If you dare to harm someone's life, I can't keep you! ”

Song Daochang snorted vigorously, dispelling the idea of wanting to find out the origin of the ghost attached to her body from her mouth before making a move, and immediately made a move like electricity, and focused on the center of her eyebrows.

With the sound of 'pop', his index and middle fingers together struck Aunt Wu's seal hall, and the spiritual power came out through his fingers, cutting straight at her eyebrows.

"Ahh

A sharp and hoarse scream sounded from Aunt Wu's mouth, but it was diametrically opposed to her own voice, as if she was more than ten years older than her, and it was terrifying to hear.

I saw that the black qi that permeated between Aunt Wu's eyebrows was pushed away by two fingers, and under Song Daochang's fingertips, a golden talisman appeared, which was reflected in the middle of her Yin Hall.

"Ah......h

The high-pitched cry became more and more sad, Aunt Wu's expression was distorted and hideous, and the black qi on her body squirmed like a living thing, and finally slowly above her head, gradually forming the shadow of a thin old lady.

The old lady's face was tinged with a creepy yellow, her lips were blue, and she had a pair of hanging eyes, the whites of which could hardly be seen, and she was extremely scary when she looked at people.

She put her hands on Aunt Wu's shoulders, her back arched high like a bow, half of her body was on her body, and the extremely rich ghost aura escaped from the old lady, and she looked at the people around her coldly.

Aunt Wu hunched such a thing, but it didn't seem to be able to feel it at all, but under the heavy pressure, her back was more bent, and her low-hanging chin almost poked her own stomach.

"Song, Song Daochang......"

She couldn't see the scene on her back, but the casual finger of Song Daochang before penetrated her three souls and seven spirits, causing her to let out a heart-rending scream.

Thinking that she has lost her mind several times recently, as if she had been hit by evil, and then heard her uncontrollable scream, Aunt Wu knew that she was afraid that she had attracted evil spirits, and immediately made a cry of pleading.

"Heaven and earth have a righteous way, and all things have spirits! The Five Realms and Three Elements have righteousness, and demons and ghosts are not allowed to run rampant! ”

Song Daochang recited the mantra quickly, and after the words fell, his fingers were a little harder-

A light rune rushed out, turning into a huge golden seal and falling towards the old ghost woman's head.

"Ah...... Yes...... Stinky Taoist ...... Stinky Taoist ...... Bad me, good thing......"

With the old ghost woman's angry scolding, Aunt Wu heard this sound, and also let out a terrifying scream:

"Ahhh......h

Two terrible screams came one after another, and the old ghost woman reached out two pitch-black ghost claws pressed on Aunt Wu's shoulders, and grabbed Song Daochang desperately.

But before she could catch the ghost claw, the rune light had already fallen on the ghost woman.

Under the golden light, the black qi began to melt rapidly as if it had encountered a natural nemesis.

The screams from the ghost woman's mouth mixed with Aunt Wu's screams to form a scalp-tinging tone that hit people's eardrums.

The shadow cover fell on the ghost woman's face, and her body became thin like a mist in the early morning sun.

"Stink...... Taoist...... Bad ......"

Before he finished speaking, in the scream, the golden light burned the black qi and pierced it at once.

The ghost woman's body was instantly pierced by the rune shadow, and the ghost shadow turned into a thick pool of black water, which fell to the back of Aunt Wu's head and shoulders.

"Ahhh......h

Leaving Aunt Wu still hunched her back and screaming loudly, it shook people's eardrums and tingled for a while.

"Stop arguing."

Song Changqing was so loud by her that he shouted:

"Aunt Wu, it's okay anymore!"

His shouts also contained Taoist righteousness, but in terms of cultivation, he was far weaker than Song Daochang.

Aunt Wu was so frightened that she couldn't hear his shouting at all, Song Changqing was helpless, and couldn't help but step forward with an arrow, reaching out and patting her on the shoulder:

"Aunt Wu!"

This time he shouted and slapped him again, which made Aunt Wu's fat body, who had fallen into a hysterical state, suddenly jump up like a spring, and the hand swung out vigorously, and shouted with her eyes closed:

"Don't touch me!"

Her teeth clucked, her face was blue and yellow, her eyes were closed, and the loose fat on her face was still shaking.

Aunt Wu's arm 'snapped' on Song Changqing's forearm, and after hitting the real thing, she trembled, and it took a while for her to seem to react:

"Huh?"

She pinched it twice:

"Warm? Not a ghost? After saying this, she tentatively opened her eyes a gap, and heard Song Changqing's 'wow' and pulled her arm back from her palm:

"Men and women can't stand it, Aunt Wu."

"You stinky boy......" was interrupted by his words, and Aunt Wu subconsciously smacked him.

She didn't see the terrible scene she imagined, her face was much better, and before she finished speaking, she straightened up as if she realized something:

"Hey, okay."

She twisted her shoulders and turned her neck again:

"It's okay."

When she walked before, not only was she hunched over, but her body was also heavy and cold, and she often felt breathless, as if a pair of invisible hands were choking her neck.

I can't sleep well at night, I can't get up during the day, and this moment of kung fu is like throwing down a mountain on my back, all the symptoms are gone, and I get better in an instant.

"Daoist Song, thank you so much for saving me just now, you are really a god, Daoist!"

As soon as Aunt Wu reacted, she immediately thought of the weird scream that came out of her mouth before, and then thought of the words that Song Daochang had scolded before, as well as the talisman shadow he played.

Although she didn't look up because she was subject to ghosts, and she didn't see the scene where Song Daochang's talisman killed the ghost woman before, it didn't prevent her from understanding the fact that Song Daochang had saved her life before.

Before that, Aunt Wu married into the village and had been dealing with Taoist masters and apprentices on Yunhu Mountain for many years, and they were familiar with each other.

But she never thought that Song Daochang would have such real skills, and she just hated to kneel down and kowtow to Song Daochang to thank him for saving his life.

"I just now, what's going on?"

"You provoked a dirty thing, and my master has already 'sent' her away."

Song Changqing said a little proudly, and then changed his hand and saw the thing in his palm, and couldn't help but look disgusted:

"What is this?"

There was some dark brown semi-dry mucus left in his palm, which looked extremely striking.

Song Changqing couldn't help but put his palm to the end of his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly the whole person was not good:

"It stinks!"

The stench was like rotting blood after freezing, and after being nourished by the ghost qi, it emitted an uncomfortable cold and pungent stench, mixed with the resentment of the dead and the ghosts, which made people unbearable.

"Aunt Wu, that terrible ghost stayed!"

He remembered that in order to wake up Aunt Wu who was half frightened to death, he reached out and patted her shoulder, and when he looked at it, he saw that Aunt Wu's shoulders and head still had this slimy brown paste-like liquid left, and several drops were hanging between her hair, and she was about to hang without dripping.

Song Changqing's words frightened Aunt Wu, who had finally calmed down, and she was busy reaching out to touch her shoulder and hair, and sure enough, she felt a slimy feeling on her hand.

The tips of her fingers were dyed dark brown, and she leaned to the tip of her nose to smell it, and immediately let out a fierce retching:

"Gross-"

It smelled like a long-rotting corpse, mixed with a strange smell, something like the smell of embalmed applied to the dead.

The mucus between her fingers was like a half-dried paste, and a chill rushed into the blood of the person at the touch of it, with a sense of malice and resentment.

It's also strange to say that when Song Changqing didn't remind her before, she didn't smell this smell at all.

But as soon as she was reminded at this time, she felt that the stench lingered on the tip of her nose, making her unbearable for a moment.

Aunt Wu couldn't thank her anymore, and immediately took a handkerchief to wipe her palms, shoulders, and even hair, but no matter how she wiped it, the stench lingered on the tip of her nose and couldn't be wiped off at all.

Thinking that Song Changqing said that this thing was left by a ghost, she shook while wiping, and was so frightened that she seemed to be foaming at the mouth.

Daoist Song glared at the big apprentice, and took out a piece of yellow rune paper from the green cloth pocket he was carrying on his waist.

The spiritual power turned into real fire through his fingertips and ignited the rune paper, and Song Daochang carried the burning rune paper and quickly swept it over Aunt Wu's shoulder, the back of her head, and her raised hand.

'Whew! ’

The moment the firelight touched the brown slime, it immediately turned into a gloomy green, bursting out with a strange smell of burnt paste.

The remnants of the fire touched the handkerchief in her hand, only to see the handkerchief turn into flames and burn, which frightened Aunt Wu to let go of her hand.

Song Daochang's movements were as fast as lightning, and he quickly retracted it, and finally pressed this green fire into Song Changqing's palm.

'Whew-'

Song Changqing's hand was clenched into a fist, and he saw the firelight jumping in his palm, and in an instant, it turned into a puff of black smoke escaping from between his fingers.

When he spread his hand again, the palm of his hand was clean, and there was no ash left or scars left.

Even the unclean things that Song Changqing had stained before were cleaned up all at once, which was really amazing.

His cultivation is not enough, and the powerful ghost is extraordinary, even after death, there is still resentment and sticking to his heart.

If you don't try to get rid of it, this yin qi will easily attract some yin spirits and evil spirits to come to you, and then it will only add to the trouble.

It's not the first time Song Qingxiao has seen people use spirit talismans, the people of the Fan family love talismans the most, but most of them use talismans to control ghosts, and it is the first time she has seen the means of using talisman paper to clean up yin qi, so she can't help but glance at the palm of Song Changqing's hand.

Aunt Wu was a little scared when she saw the firelight before, but Song Daochang moved quickly, and the firelight had disappeared before she felt hurt.

It wasn't until she saw the dirty marks in Song Changqing's palm disappear that she looked at her palm.

I saw that the stain in the palm of her hand that could not be removed no matter how she wiped it had disappeared, and she leaned into her nose and smelled it, and the stench was gone.

Aunt Wu had the courage to touch her shoulders, hair and other places, and the wet hair and the thick mucus on her shoulders had all become dry.

"Daoist Song, you are really an immortal!"

The stench that had haunted her nose was gone, and the chilling coldness that had plagued her lately had all vanished with the light of the rune.

The cold body seemed to start feeling warm again after many days, and the stiff palms and soles of the feet sensed more sensations, and Aunt Wu patted her face:

"I'm so much better."

"What the hell is going on?" Song Daochang asked.

Aunt Wu gestured and said respectfully:

"We'll talk as we go."

There was an ox cart parked in the direction she pointed, and there were seven or eight men and women parked next to the ox cart, at this time, they looked like they had just woken up from a big dream, and looked at Song Qingxiao and the three of them a little blankly, as if they didn't know when the three of them arrived.

Daoist Song looked at the residual palpitations and horror in her eyes, nodded, and took the lead in striding forward.

Everyone got into the ox cart one after another, the car was quite wide, and after more than ten people sat down together, Aunt Wu shivered and began to speak:

"About five days ago, my mother's side sent a letter urging me to go back quickly, saying that the situation in Shenzhuang was getting more and more difficult."

After receiving the letter from her mother's family, Aunt Wu was so anxious that she hurriedly packed her bags and went back to her parents' house first, ready to tell them that she had invited the three Taoist priests of Yunhu Mountain to Shenzhuang to calm her parents' hearts.

But after returning to her parents' home, Aunt Wu found that something was wrong.

The rich Shen Zhuang in the past, although it is still full of people and looks very lively, it gives Aunt Wu a very strange feeling.

"That kind of lively ......"

She tilted her head and racked her brains to think for a long time, but she didn't seem to be able to say why, and finally held back a sentence:

"It feels like it's, it's like it...... It's like a shadow puppet. ”

"It's like a dream, and there's no sense of reality?" Song Qingxiao asked.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Aunt Wu slapped her thigh heavily and nodded repeatedly: "That's it, it's like a dream." ”

After she said this, I don't know if she remembered the scene at that time, and she shuddered, and said:

"I went back to my parents' house, my father and mother were very good, and I was surprised to see me go back." Aunt Wu patted the back of her head uncomfortably, and her sleeve fell, revealing goosebumps on her arms.

"My mother is holding a bowl and feeding my eldest brother's grandson......"

These scenes were obviously experienced by her, and she didn't think it was strange at the time, but for some reason, when they were repeated in front of a few people at this time, it made Aunt Wu feel creepy beyond words.