"Grandma...... Don't listen to this Taoist nonsense, my own body, I know it myself......"

The girl's voice was weak and she clutched her head unbearably.

Old Madam Jun: "But aren't you being tortured by ghosts now!" ”

"I ...... Ah......h

Old Madam Jun looked at the old Taoist priest, "Master, let's start." ”

She didn't believe in ghosts before!

But it's like this, it's really like being possessed by a ghost!

The old Taoist priest took a ghost exorcism whip from the yellow cloth table, and said slowly to the old lady: "Old lady, this is a ghost exorcism whip!" ”

Immediately, the old Taoist priest glanced sharply at Leng Quantian, who was sitting on the ground, "Old lady, Miss Hao, you stay away, don't let the ghost get close to you." ”

The old lady glanced at the whip with the thickness of her thumb, and then at Leng Quantian, who was tortured and miserable by the 'ghost', and admonished: "Master, you are lighter. ”

The old Taoist priest put his five fingers together, put one hand in front of him, and muttered 'Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable' in his mouth, and slowly sighed to the old lady Jun: "If it is light, it will have no effect!" ”

Hao Mengling: "Master, how many whips do you need to beat before this ghost can be killed?" ”

Old Taoist: "Seventy-seven forty-nine whips are enough, if the ghost is powerful, you need ninety-nine eighty-one whips." ”

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he walked towards Leng Quan, covered his mouth and nose with a white cloth, held a demon exorcism whip in his hand, and stood in place and recited two incantations.

In the next second, a loud whip broke through the sky.

This was followed by the chilling sound of the whip whipping to the bone and the sound of the girl's pain.

Old Madam Jun subconsciously turned her face sideways and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Grandma......" Hao Mengling clenched the old lady's arm, looking scared and unbearable.

There was a hot pain on Leng Quantian's body, and a touch of red blood quickly spread on his back.

Another whip, the girl forcibly endured to let herself stop screaming, but because of the unbearable pain of normal people, she let out a muffled snort of pain.

The girl stumbled to her feet with her faint consciousness in the pain of her head.

The old Taoist priest slapped Leng Quan with another whip.

The girl took the old Taoist's whip empty-handed, and there was a hot pain in her palm.

The old Taoist's eyes widened, he looked at Leng Quantian, and forcefully pulled the whip back from the girl's hand.

If Leng Quantian doesn't have a headache, it is more than enough to deal with a Taoist priest.

It's just that the pain in her head is unbearable, like thousands of insects eating her brain marrow, and her consciousness is gradually passing.

The old Taoist priest withdrew the braid from the girl's hand and whipped the girl again.

Leng Quantian stood up with his consciousness and once again suffered great pain and fell to the ground.

Blood spread one after another on the white dress.

There were also two whipped cracks on the back, revealing the girl's bright red and horrible wounds.

Old Madam Jun couldn't bear to see the girl sitting on the ground with scars, and looked at the old Taoist, "Master, is it okay?" ”

The old Taoist priest put his fingers together and leaned down slightly towards the old lady, "Old lady, this is only five lashes, and there are still forty-four lashes left." ”

Old Madam Jun said: "But I will beat him to death!" ”

Old Taoist: "No, Miss Leng is a golden body and will not die easily, which is why the ghost entered Miss Leng's body." ”

Old Madam Jun stopped talking.

Whip after whip on Leng Quan's back, and this terrible whipping sound continued to sound in the air.

The girl's whole body was bloodless, her face was extremely pale, and even her lips were not bloody.

A few sweats appeared on his pale face, and three thousand silky strands of hair stuck to his face.

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