"I'm afraid of what?" Ling Lang was afraid that this kind of words would hide words, and sometimes he could kill people in a hurry.

Who doesn't care about themselves, and cares about it?

"I'm afraid I can only swear by my soul. Xu Fuzi glanced at Ling Lang meaningfully again.

"Ah, is this the only way?" Hearing that it was actually this method, Ling Lang's heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Although I don't know what the specific reason is, your 'fifth uncle' will poison the middle-aged men of your family, but it is nothing more than selfish desires, and the second is nothing more than being driven by others, or both. But if you keep entangled again and again, it will definitely be difficult to change in a few words. Otherwise, even if you are strong today and he is negligent in the future, I am afraid that you will make a comeback again. ”

"Old Xu, do you mean that you are afraid that he will not affirm the oath?"

"This kind of soul of desperation does not enter reincarnation, does not eat blood, does not burn incense, and is humiliated everywhere after death, and it is inevitable to complain and complain more about people. And the soul swears that it hurts the ghost. I'm afraid ......" Ling Lang finally knew what the old man was worried about.

Because that ghost is his elder after all, he is his great-grandfather's cousin, and the blood relationship between his life and his life does exist. Soul detention is originally a thunderbolt method, and the pain is abnormal, like a knife and axe, who wants to bear it?

Speaking of demons, there is no concept of right and wrong, only instinctual needs or is driven, if the other party is unwilling to make a contract oath. So what should I do? With the help of Master Xu, he can naturally let his soul fly away, but can he do it himself? Can he pass the level of torturing his heart? Souls to dead souls, just like living people to people, in essence, should be indistinguishable existences.

"Is there really no other way?" Ling Lang asked with luck.

"No, if it's a soul who has just died, or just a simple resentment before death, it can naturally be done by repairing a mountain tomb for it, erecting an immortal tablet, serving with incense, and chanting longitude, but your grandfather and others are fine, it's your father and your uncle, and the dead soul for so long can make the soul of the sect served by your family helpless, so I almost dare to conclude that he came out of the ghost domain. Ordinary means have no effect anymore. ”

"I know why you're hesitating. Of course, you can also ask someone to do this, but first, it is difficult to find the right person, after all, this kind of thing, it will not end up well if you agree or not; second, most of the capable people who hunt ghosts and exorcise spirits are jealous of evil ghosts, and it is estimated that they will not spend their hearts and minds to do the soul-binding oath for you. Ling Lang thought of Guan Gong's drastic methods.

"Well, there's no other way, so let's swear by the soul. It's best to do it, otherwise you can only make a decision. Seeing that Ling Lang was so resolute and "affectionate", the old master glanced at Ling Lang again, and then continued.

"It's not easy for me to make a decision for you, but if you make up your mind, I'll help you. ”

"Thank you Elder Xu first, there won't be a problem on the dragon group's side, right?"

"No matter what, I'm also the guardian of this side, I'll notify the dragon group over there, and the dragon soul will naturally give the old man some face. ”

"Thank you again, sooner rather than later, I think, this Sunday. "I don't know what's going on, since Bai Qijun's soul settled in the Soul Lotus, Ling Lang feels that he has been much more resolute in doing things, and sometimes he can barely be regarded as resolute.

"Okay, I'll go with you in two days. "People who can be a guardian of one party are naturally not idle.

The new home and the old house were not too far away, so Ling Lang did not live in the old house, so as not to have any accidents. And Xu Fuzi said that he already had a place to live, and he would arrange it himself, and the two set a midnight time, and their souls came together.

Darkness is one of the sources of terror in people's subconscious, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is the time of day and night, the yang energy is the weakest, the yin energy is the strongest, except for the negative gods such as the night wandering god, the other human protector gods will greatly reduce the aura, so most of the ghosts will choose to haunt at this time. This truth is just like the black and white yin and yang fish we see on weekdays, black is strong, and it is the time when white is the tiniest. Without it, heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, so everything in the world has likes and dislikes, and the saints are also eccentric, it is difficult to say whether it is right or wrong, and the way to follow is different, and it is also in the way.

Ling Lang's third uncle hasn't gone out yet, and he will do it again and again. Therefore, the old master deduced that Ling Lang's 'Fifth Uncle' would come again.

The two of them controlled the soul body, came to the roof of Ling Lang's ancestral house and stopped, and looked around for a while.

Usually, Ling Lang didn't pay much attention to the situation of his ancestral house, his soul body was usually not expanded because of Guan Gong's holy soul, and under normal circumstances, if he didn't take the initiative to send out the soul domain, or deliberately opened the spiritual eye, his perception of soul energy fluctuations was even inferior to that of ordinary second-realm soul people.

At this moment, he is a soul body fugue, and naturally many things that he can't see can be vividly remembered. He only saw his ancestral house, except for the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the middle hall, the incense burner of the god of the stove, and the place where the ancestral tablet was slightly clear, and the other places were surrounded by a trace of yin qi, especially in some corners.

And Master Xu beside him, than when he saw it for the first time, his soul body was more condensed, shining brightly, like a whole piece of jade carving, and it was clear that he had reached the fourth realm, turning jade into a saint. I don't know if it was before, because I came into contact with the mind of Guan Gong's holy soul, and I had some insights and broke through the shackles.

"It's coming. Just as Ling Lang was thinking about the question, Xu Fuzi suddenly spoke.

The soul body trembled slightly, and several faint translucent souls appeared in front of him, both men and women, but they were all old man images, and one of them could be vaguely seen, with a particularly tall figure, and there seemed to be a bun on her head. Although he didn't have any memory, from the description from his family, Ling Lang knew that it was probably his great-grandmother.

His mother once told him that when he was a child, his great-grandmother hugged him, but before he could reach the full moon, he fell down and injured his waist, and died not long after he was in bed.

Ling Lang hurriedly stood up straight, and respectfully bowed three times to those souls of his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and old lady.

Xu Fuzi waited for Ling Lang to finish worshipping, waved his hand, and those translucent soul bodies slowly disappeared. Ling Lang looked at the place where they had disappeared, and his tent was lost.

Turning around again, looking down, after a gust of cloudy wind, in the faint black mist, an old man with gray hair, a slightly hunched upper body, staggering steps, wearing a ragged black shirt and black pants, stood tremblingly at the side door of the ancestral house. Needless to say, this is Ling Lang's "fifth uncle".

The "Fifth Uncle" also seemed to sense something, raised his head, and looked at the two "people". A wrinkled old man's face, bloodless, pale with dark blue, as if he had been poisoned.

"Jie Ji ......", a burst of laughter that made people's teeth tingle sounded, and in the shriveled mouth of the 'fifth uncle', there were two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth, and when he laughed, there were wisps of coldness.

The "fifth uncle" didn't speak, just stared at the two "people" and kept smiling. What's even more special is that the eyes of ordinary ghosts are hollow and white, but their eyes are full of dark red blood, flickering, like a beast in the night, choosing people to devour.

Xu Fuzi frowned when he saw it, and said in a deep voice.

"It's demonized, and I'm afraid things are tricky. ”

The ghost has not reached the level of the ghost king, but it is actually not powerful, and the means of attack are also very simple. Therefore, the general Laoshan old way, the warlock of the rivers and lakes can use the mantra to subdue or expel it. But the ghosts who have fallen into the devil's path are much more terrifying, fierce and cruel, not only better at ecstasy and soul-grabbing, but also able to use the soul power of the demon king in the ghost realm, and can even use the yin demon weapon formed after being defiled day and night, plus the soul shape is changeable, pervasive, and it is impossible to prevent it. If you don't notice it for a while, if you are eroded by it, not only will your soul be injured, but you will even be invaded by demonic thoughts, and your divine consciousness will be degraded and demonized. And often someone prevents them from committing crimes, and the demon soul will entangle and never die.

"Fifth uncle, I am the eldest grandson under Ling Yuanjing, and I want to come to talk to your old man today. "Ling Lang is also inexperienced, so he just gets straight to the point.

"Jie Ji ......". The "Fifth Uncle" didn't seem to listen to Ling Lang's words at all, and just kept laughing.

"No matter how we say it, we are also from the same ancestor and have a blood relationship. Our family has been in the past few generations, although there is no intersection with your old man, but after all, they are clan relatives, and I can let go of the past, but can you please not come to disturb my family in the future?" Although he was resentful, Ling Lang still wanted to settle the matter and calm the "people", and he still respected the juniors between his words.

"Jie Ji ......". The "fifth uncle" still didn't speak, I don't know if I don't want to, or if I don't know at all.

Ling Lang gritted his teeth, decided not to do that pedantic act anymore, and said a word to Master Xu.

"Old Xu, let's do it. ”

"Hmm. Xu Fuzi nodded, and then didn't talk nonsense. The middle finger and index finger of both hands, the four fingers are combined, the two tail fingers are bent and slightly warped, and a handprint is pinched, and a curse is made in the mouth.

"Detained. I saw a shining yellow paper rune seal, out of thin air, the rune paper circled round line, oblique curves staggered and complicated, and there are all kinds of words written by small seals, it seems that there is the sun, moon and stars shining on it, Le Wufang Lux, so that the heaven and earth are vigorous.

The golden talisman flashed and flew to the top of the head of the "Fifth Uncle", and it was about to be pasted with his mud pill Baihui. But he saw that the fifth uncle's eyes flashed with red light, and he was able to withstand the golden light of the Fu Seal.

Xu Fuzi's brows were furrowed again, his expression was solemn, and he said something in his mouth, and pointed like a sword, a white light, pointing to the yellow paper rune seal, and suddenly the golden light on the rune seal was even stronger, and quickly covered the two red lights in the eyes of the "fifth uncle", and then covered the top of his head.

I saw that the soul of the "Fifth Uncle" was shocked, and his head was firmly fixed, but his body was still crooked and twisted, like willow branches swinging in the wind, and his hands with long nails were waving hard. It was no longer a terrifying laugh, but an indistinguishable scream that looked like a ghost and a beast, and it was terrifying.

"Fifth uncle, can you promise me not to pester my family in the future, if you are willing to make a spiritual oath with me, I can let you go today. Ling Lang exclaimed.

"You are all going to die, the ghost king will not let you go, all of you will die. Jie Ji ...... Ah......h Then his black aura burst out, and several remnant souls emerged from his chest, and those remnant souls were so distorted that they couldn't see their faces clearly, but one by one, they all raised their hands vigorously upward, making a climbing shape, as if they were desperately escaping from the soul body of the "Fifth Uncle". The hard struggle made the soul body stretch very long, quickly into a thin smoke, and it was about to get out of trouble, and it was pulled back by some force, and then struggled out, and was pulled back again, and the cycle continued, and the pain was incomparable.

Looking at those frightened and painful remnant souls, Ling Lang had an inexplicable pain in the depths of his soul, and his father, second uncle, seemed to faintly feel that among them were his own close relatives. Soul detention, soul damage, pain unbearable, this kind of demon path of soul devouring method, is like karmic fire to fry the body, eroding the soul and bones.

"You ......", Ling Lang only felt that his heart trembled violently, and the unspeakable pain in his heart made his soul unstable and wanted to dissipate.

"Son, calm down. Master Xu on the side naturally understood what was going on, and couldn't help but be very anxious. You must know that the higher the soul body, the more taboo it is to hurt the soul too much, and it is easy to cause devastating damage to the soul body that cannot be reversed.

"Mountain, mountain, mountain, mountain, I ...... pain", the soul lotus appears, and the four mountains come out. I saw that Ling Lang's eyes were like fire, full of blood light, and there was a bright red liquid light flowing down the corners of his mouth, originally a soul like him who was close to the body of a jade soul, except for the five colors of gold, blue, red, white, and yellow, there was no other variegated color, this was a precursor to mental injury, and it was also a concrete abnormality because of the pain and the thought in the heart.

"Ang ......" A dragon chant was like a mountain spring washing, flowing through the soul body, and a burst of cold meaning made the blood light in Ling Lang's eyes slowly fade, and the bright red liquid light on the side of his mouth no longer flowed out.

"Elder Xu, will you recite the mantra of the past life?" Ling Lang's eyes were still full of pain. There are some things that can be forgotten after a long time, which are engraved on people's souls.

"I will, do you want to listen to Taoism or Buddhism?"

"Liberate the door. ”

"Okay, Nam no Amitabha Night Dortagada Night Dortagada Night Dori Nightta Amirida Amitabha Amirida ......"

A mantra of the past, may the deceased father rest in peace;

A requiem that will bring you back to heaven and earth.

The crown of the gold and jade plaque is in the shape of a lotus flower, and his father should believe in Buddhism.