"It's really evil!"

The third uncle opened his mouth and spit out the wine, looking like he had seen a ghost.

Mr. Cao was playing with a bracelet, looking at Song Ning with kind eyes, he hadn't spoken since he came in.

The third aunt's brows were frowned, and her face was iron-blue, especially when she saw Song Ning's cheeks slightly drunk, and after pretending to be a ghost over there, the disgust in her eyes was even more substantial.

Han Lao looked at Mr. Cao and stopped talking, and just as he wanted to open his mouth, the old woman who followed him slapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't talk!"

Old woman Han pointed to Song Ning's side, and then pointed to a few yellow talismans that had fallen to the ground just now, and motioned to Han Lao to pick them up quickly.

Han Lao has been used to listening to his wife's words all his life, and before his brain can react, his body subconsciously does it.

Almost as soon as he picked up the few yellow talismans on the ground, Song Ning's dazzling set of spells just now was over.

At some point, the clouds quietly obscured the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The wind blew silently from nowhere, and the light rain gently patted the cheeks of the people in the courtyard.

"It's raining..."

Not far away, someone said that it was raining, and the sound was like some kind of signal, and the wind was blowing and the rain was falling heavily.

"It's so cool..."

Song Ning opened her arms comfortably and happily circled in the heavy rain.

"It's raining anyway..."

The third uncle and the third aunt hurriedly helped Old Man Cao to walk to the corridor, and the third aunt muttered about the evil door in his mouth...

It was obviously a sunny day just now, but the key is that there is no sign of this rain.

The rain was fierce and urgent, and the corridor was only seven or eight meters away from their position, and in just a few steps, their clothes were soaked.

Han Lao also grabbed the old woman and hurriedly found a place to shelter from the rain, only Cao Hongyuan was still sitting under the big tree in the middle of the courtyard and did not move.

He was observing Song Ning, and Song Ning at this time was weird...

"Why has the rain stopped again..."

As soon as the group stepped into the corridor, the rain stopped as if it was against them.

Now not only did the third aunt talk about the evil sect, but the third aunt's face changed.

Although the rain stopped, the clouds did not disperse, and the sky was still dark.

The courtyard on Han Lao's side is not small, and there is a huge plane tree against the wall, which looks like a leafy tree.

At this time, in this dim sky, there seems to be something suddenly in the haze...

"Ah Yuan..."

Sangu's beautiful face was instantly occupied by a frightened expression, and she desperately covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that her voice would wake up some kind of existence.

"What's that..."

The third uncle's eyes shrank very quickly, and he strode over.

Cao Hongyuan looked indifferently at the dazed man in the long shirt who suddenly appeared beside him.

"What is this TMD?"

The third uncle was born in the military, and he was not afraid of these bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods at all, so he strode to Cao Hongyuan's side, squinting his eyes and looking at the strange figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ghost!"

Cao Hongyuan squinted his eyes, turned his head, and turned his gaze to Song Ning, who was walking with cheerful steps.

"She's it!"

"What?"

The third uncle stared, and his confused gaze shifted back and forth between Song Ning and the man who seemed to be a ghost.

The two sentences that the eldest nephew said are explained separately, and he can understand them, and the key is that when they are connected together, it is intriguing...

"What do you mean... She recruited this man? ”

The third uncle felt that he had been refreshed to three views today.

Let's not say that there are really ghosts in this world, the key is that this ghost was still recruited by a young girl...

Is even a little girl so powerful now?

"Is that?"

As the figure of the strange male ghost became more and more solid, his sanity seemed to be slowly returning.

His eyes gradually became confused from the initial blankness, and as he spoke, his gaze slowly moved around the courtyard.

This yard seems to be his yard, but it doesn't seem to be his yard...

"It's a food house, you can conjure up whatever you want..."

Song Ning shook her hand, with a body of water, jumped over, and answered the question of the male ghost in the long shirt casually.

"Isn't it uncomfortable for you to hang in a tree?"

"Hanging from a tree?"

The gaze of the male ghost in the long shirt looked blankly at the lush trees overhead.

"Yes... I'm dead! Hanging..."

"Hanging is going to be ugly, no wonder you look so ugly..."

Song Ning said to the male ghost in a long shirt seriously, if it weren't for her making a big hiccup.

"You're drunk."

Cao Hongyuan said a declarative sentence, "I'll take you back to rest..."

"You're drunk! Besides, who wants to rest! My friends are coming over soon, wouldn't it be unorthodox for me to leave now! ”

Song Ning wrinkled her nose at Cao Hongyuan, turned her head, and ignored him again.

"Wait... You said little buddy... It can't all be like this, right? ”

The third uncle always had a feeling of panic, and he felt that something big was going to happen today...

"That's right!"

Song Ning nodded vigorously with a smile, and pointed with her right hand, "No... They're all coming..."

The third uncle's heart suddenly suddenly, and he looked at a child with a wooden expression and straightened his head while walking...

"Something happened..."

The third uncle looked at the ghosts accumulating in the courtyard and muttered.

Cao Hongyuan's face was also a little solemn, and he grabbed Song Ning's wrist with a lightning strike, "Let them get it back where they came from!" ”

"I won't!"

Song Ning's wrist twisted, and she broke free from Cao Hongyuan's confinement.

Cao Hongyuan lowered his head and frowned at his right hand, his eyes blank.

"Ahh Don't come here... Liu Dafu... Come here! Ahh

The third aunt's screams suddenly hit, and the third aunt didn't care about the situation here, and rushed back to his daughter-in-law's side.

He was born in the army, he has his own evil spirit, and he has the red light of the protective body belonging to the state officials, and those little ghosts can't get close to him at all.

Liu Dafu obviously also discovered this situation, so he dragged a chair and a golden knife to the front of his daughter-in-law and father-in-law, forming a fairly safe haven.

If Liu Dafu's side is a small vacuum area, then Han Lao's side is a large vacuum area.

With Song Ning's talisman body, Han Lao is simply the safest place in this small courtyard except for Song Ning's side.

He obviously found out about it himself, so he carefully carried Huang Fu to Old Man Cao's side.

As he walked, the yard was crowded with ghosts, and in an instant, they all made way for it.

Han Lao's hand holding Huang Fu trembled a little, and the head of a child beside him suddenly fell...

The old woman glared at the little ghost and escorted Han Lao through this short but long journey.

"Where did this thing come from? It's pretty good..."

The third uncle unceremoniously took a yellow talisman and put it in his pocket, and Old Man Cao cheekily took one out.

The third aunt gritted her teeth, and her kung fu was not ambiguous, so she drew one neatly.

There were only five yellow talismans in Han Lao's hand, and three of them went at once, and Han Lao's heart was dripping blood.

He hurriedly put away a yellow talisman, and the remaining one continued to squeeze in his hand, standing with the third uncle.