Hearing this, Mother Zhu was stunned for a moment, and looked at me a little suspiciously, but she didn't say anything about driving me out.

Just as I was looking at Zhu Chenzhuo's father, the gray-clothed old man next to me spoke.

I no longer paid attention to Zhu Chenzhuo's father, but looked at Lao Dao and said with a smile: "I have learned a little fur, and I dare not call it a ...... in the Daomen."

"Shut up!" The gray-clothed old man glanced at Xiao Daotong lightly.

"In that case...... the gray-clothed old man smiled at me and said, "Can you let me let me, I'm going to treat Mr. Zhu!" ”

I didn't have any displeasure, after all, this gray-clothed old Taoist was invited by Zhu Chenzhuo's mother, so I took two steps out of the way, ready to see how the old Taoist priest treated Zhu Chenzhuo's father.

The gray-clothed old man didn't speak, and the little Taoist boy beside him spoke arrogantly again: "This secret method does not allow outsiders to watch, so please go out!" ”

"Daoist, my husband will ask you, if you can make him sober, I will definitely add a lot of incense money to the Taoist temple!" Zhu Chenzhuo's mother said to the gray-clothed old man a little nervously.

Bad luck in the brain?

After leaving the room, Xiao Daotong was afraid that we would steal the appearance, so we went out on the front foot, and he closed the door in the back and locked it.

"Smack~" Mother Zhu Chenzhuo slapped Zhu Chenzhuo's head and glared at him.

I shook my head, glanced at Zhu's mother, who was waiting nervously in front of the closed door, and I whispered to Zhu Chenzhuo: "Prepare a basin of gasoline for me, it will be useful later!" ”

"I can't explain it to you, just do what I say!" I whispered.

When Zhu Chenzhuo went to get gasoline, my mind was racing, and I remembered some of the messages that the old man had left in my mind when I was in the lonely island cave.

Zhu Chenzhuo's father was not angry, but was lowered.

There are green silk on his forehead, he loses his mind, and he looks crazy, these descriptions are exactly the same as the symptoms of Zhu Chenzhuo's father.

The ghost baby on Jiang Shu's body should also be captive by Maoshan's ghost raising technique, which is different from ordinary ghost raising and has a special secret method.

Later, for unknown reasons, black witchcraft gradually disappeared and disappeared in China, and only white witchcraft remained in Maoshan. The Thai evil art is basically evolved from the Maoshan black witchcraft, among which the evil method of raising small ghosts born from black witchcraft in Malaysia is the most ferocious.

I also know the way to crack it, but what makes me wonder is that Maoshan's black witchcraft has been lost, what happened to the strange ghost baby that Jiang Shu kept in captivity? And this head lowering...... Could it be that the Jiang family has obtained the inheritance of the black witchcraft of Maoshan Mountain?

After seeing the situation on our side, Mother Zhu, who was standing in front of the closed door not far away, frowned, and was about to say something when the closed door opened.

"Dao Chief, my husband ...... him"

"This ......" The gray-clothed old man's face was slightly red, he coughed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "The evil qi in Zhu's overall body is too heavy, and the poor Dao is really powerless......

"Put the basin at the head of the bed!" I said to Zhu Chenzhuo, and then ignored the gray-clothed old man and Zhu Chenzhuo's mother, who had already hurriedly followed up, came to the bedside, and directly tore the clothes on Zhu Chenzhuo's father's chest.

I squinted at the green silk on Zhu's father's chest, and then looked at the green silk on his forehead that I couldn't see at all if I didn't pay attention to it, and I already had a positive judgment in my heart.

Zhu Chenzhuo hadn't responded yet, the little Taoist boy beside the gray-clothed old Taoist pouted, and muttered: "Pretending to be a ghost, my master's exorcism talisman doesn't have much effect, this guy must be ...... too."

Zhu Chenzhuo's pouting and scolding made the gray-clothed old Taoist and the little Taoist confused, and looked at the angry Zhu Chenzhuo stupidly, and was stunned by the momentum on Zhu Chenzhuo's body for a while.

When Zhu Chenzhuo's anger erupted and scolded the gray-clothed old Taoist and Xiaodao Tong for a moment, I ignored the situation over there, gently bit my fingertips, and drew a rune on Zhu's father's forehead.

Only a dozen seconds later, the moment I finished drawing the blood talisman, Father Zhu's hoarse roar paused, and his body stiffened suddenly, no longer struggling.

In this way, the green silk squirmed even more, and even the traces of their wriggling under the skin could be seen, which was a little scary.

"What is this?" Looking at the green silk wriggling under the skin on Zhu's chest and forehead, Zhu's mother turned pale, covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widened, and she looked incredulous.

I ignored them and said to Cui Tong, who was guarding on the side: "Get ready for a lighter, and light a fire when you see something entering the basin!" ”

The green silk wrapped in the blood-colored runes on Zhu's body squirmed more and more violently, and his body stiffened and did not move, I loosened the rope that bound his hands, moved his head to the side of the bed, and aimed it at the half basin of gasoline.

When the blood-colored rune completely melted into Zhu's father's skin, I slammed my palm on the back of Zhu's heart, and the force was very fierce.

In the blood, there were hair-thick worms writhing and screaming.

Shouted by me, Cui Tong shuddered, took the lighter and lit the basin of gasoline directly, and the chirping sound of those small insects was urgent, but it didn't take long for there to be no sound, only a scorching smell came from the brazier.

Mother Zhu had already covered her mouth and ran out of the room, she should have gone out to vomit.

I looked at Zhu's father's forehead and chest, there was no longer that thin green silk, I breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Zhu Chenzhuo: "It's okay, just recuperate for a while......"

"Zhang Ye, you're meddling too much!"

"Wait for death!" On the other end of the phone, he gritted his teeth and interrupted me, and then hung up the phone.