Seeing that the old man of the Bai family couldn't hold back, Okra still didn't say anything, but asked: "The younger generation is also very curious about one thing, is the Bai senior a good person who catches ghosts, or a bad person who harms people?" ”

Jiang Wuzhong made it clear that the woman was dead, she was still fine during the day, but she died at night, and the Yuan Shen was manipulated to harm her, presumably this white old man didn't want to do it himself, but he didn't want the Yuan Shen to be dispersed by Jiang Wuzhong, he didn't succeed, so he came in person that night.

The other party sneered: "I saw that woman came to God with a seriously ill baby in her arms, but was refused, and the child died as soon as she came out of this village, and the woman loved her son, and she couldn't think about it for a while, so she looked for a short sight outside, and the old man saw that she was really pitiful, and saw that she was resentful after she died, and this resentment was born because of your words during the day, and there was a debtor and a debtor, so she turned into a ghost, and I let her wisp of resentment come to find you!" ”

Okra didn't believe it, because Jiang Wuzhong said that the woman's life was not over, and she was killed.

In the past, my grandmother used to say that I would rather listen to nonsense than listen to the words of these Xuanmen warlocks, this white old man is definitely not a good type!

"That's right, I helped her dissipate that wisp of resentment, and I didn't turn her into a ghost!"

The old man smiled again, his dull eyes wandered around the temple, and said leisurely: "Girl, you are really kind, but that woman has more than a wisp of resentment, you can help her disperse!" Suddenly, the wooden staff he held slammed to the ground, and a wave of force boiled from his sleeve, shattering the teapot and cup through the table and heading straight for her.

Because the distance is too close, okra can't dodge at all, and he screams in his heart that this time it's useless, he is dead, the moment the force wave hits, she subconsciously closes her eyes, and before she can be crushed, she feels that the upper part of her forehead is hot where Jiang Wujiao has passed, and immediately opened her eyes to see, but saw that the white old man had stepped back a few steps, he looked at okra with empty old eyes, and just didn't see any amulets on his body, but when he drove away the resentment, there was a looming red dot on her forehead that turned all those resentments back, if it weren't for the cane in his hand to fix it, Just now, he was shocked to the ground by the resentment he had driven away!

However, this also made the old man Bai see some fame, he smiled and said: "Girl, did you know that the old man would come tonight and asked for a talisman between your eyebrows?" ”

Okra didn't know before, but she thought that Jiang Wuzhong gave it to her, and this talisman had gradually disappeared from her forehead after taking the blow just now.

The old man Bai still wanted to see what skills she had, and when he saw the opportunity, he waved the cane in his hand again, and the resentment of the dead, which was more powerful than before, flew towards the okra from him.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, a figure flew out of the back hall in front of okra, and all of them caught those grievances!

Seeing that extraordinary appearance, okra was shocked.

When the old man Bai saw the man wearing a red robe who suddenly appeared in the temple, his eyes sharpened and he scolded: "Where is the god? It's just a goddamn thing! ”

Yan Hong's eyes were angry, and the ghost aura on his body became more and more intense.

The old man looked at okra and said, "I didn't expect you to raise such a powerful ghost at such a young age!" ”

Okra was afraid that Yan Hong would suffer a loss if she did it with him again, so she immediately stepped forward and said, "My Feng family has been accompanied by ghosts since they were born, what is this?" ”

Old man Bai finally heard her report to her home, and his expression changed in shock, "Which Feng family?" ”

Okra asked rhetorically: "Where else can there be a Feng family that raises ghosts?" ”