"Why are you still doing it? I watched your son Yintang turn black, three souls and seven spirits left his body, and his life was short. Lao Dao shook off the dust, blew his beard and glared: "Are you a father or not, why don't you want to save it?" ”

Yo, it seems that this old man really has some ability, he is right, Meng Lingze's soul is no longer in the body, and what is lying at this time is just a shell, naturally no matter how the doctor rescues him, he can't wake up.

The living soul cannot stay away from the body for a long time, at most 7749 days, that is, the original fate should not be extinguished, and the soul will return to the underworld and become a ghost in vain.

And with Meng Lingze's current appearance, he is probably not as long as forty-nine days, and his soul leaving his body is not an accidental event, but it was calculated by a ghost.

The soul of all things is a great supplement for demons and monsters, otherwise why is the soul power so strong, it needs to find a shell to store.

Meng Lingze exuded a ghost aura that did not belong to him, and the aura was so thick that it did not disperse for seven days, I am afraid that the ghost that entangles him is a terrible ghost that is difficult to deal with, and it is also the most difficult ghost to deal with.

I don't know if this old way can bring back his soul.

Meng Shangqi was so anxious that he was sweating, desperately pushing Lao Dao out of the house, Tan Yi was desperately dragging Lao Dao back on the other end, poor Lao Dao's age of almost being divided by five horses, he was so angry that he flicked his sleeves, and left without looking back, no matter how much Tan Yi persuaded him.

"I'll fight with you!" Unable to persuade him to return to the old way, Tan Yiquan's heart turned into a raging rage, and he took out the small folding knife he carried with him and stabbed at Meng Shangqi, looking like crazy.

The ward said that it was not big, it was not small, Tan Yi moved very fast, and stabbed Meng Shangqi in the chest, and saw blood on the spot, and the medical staff who rushed to rescue him after hearing the movement were carried away with all hands and feet, leaving Tan Yi who was stunned and at a loss.

"Don't worry, your knife is too short to hurt too much." Kong Qianyu hates this kind of family ethics drama very much, sure enough, no matter whether they are poor or rich, husbands and wives quarrel all over the world, when they love, they are like glue, and when they hate, they eat meat and sleep skin, and they don't leave half a penny.

Tan Yi was only stunned for a moment, then hurriedly rushed out, and after a few minutes, brought back the old way.

Co-author, your old gentleman is waiting at the entrance of the hospital, right? Otherwise, how could he have come back so soon?

"Master, please show mercy and save my son, and I will add another 100,000 yuan to you!"

"Don't worry, I'll do it."

Lao Dao began to pick up miscellaneous things from the large rucksack he had brought and set up a formation around Meng Lingze's hospital bed.

Emmmm, this technique is very shoddy, Kong Qianyu kicked quietly, moved a copper coin that was originally placed away from the position to the right by more than ten centimeters, entered the exchange position, and helped him improve the formation.

Three finger-thick incense sticks inserted in the incense burner were lit, and the smoke was vertically upward, so Lao Dao lit a soul chasing talisman, immersed the talisman ashes in the water, sat cross-legged on the ground, and silently recited a mantra in his mouth.

The three wisps of green smoke gradually converged into a single stream, as if they had life, twisted a few times in the air, and floated out along the window.

Kong Qianyu stared intently at the whereabouts of the smoke, pinched the trick with his right hand, and his soul went out of his body and followed.

That old Dao obviously didn't have the ability to follow the past, and only hoped that he could bring the living soul back along the soul-attracting incense, if it was really that simple, the ghost qi on Meng Lingze's body would not be so strong.

Sure enough, a half-tone is a half-tone, and it is unreliable.

The green smoke was wafting, but the general direction was to go straight to the cemetery outside the northern city.

At the stage of cultivation, the soul flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the cemetery was close in front of him, and the green smoke swayed towards a new tomb on the top of the mountain, and then happily drew circles on it.

This is to find the whereabouts of the living soul, and prepare to gather the soul to take it home.

Meng Lingze's soul naturally did not come out, and in broad daylight, a black ghost claw suddenly appeared in the grave, grabbing the green smoke away.

Lao Dao, who was far away in the ward, felt a stuffiness in his chest, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh no, there's a ghost haunting you!" Lao Dao resisted the urge to vomit blood again, took out a peachwood sword, and wiped it into his palm.

There were dark gold patterns flashing on the blood-sucking peachwood sword, and the old man shouted: "Go!" The peachwood sword swished smaller, and was about to fly out of the ward with the green smoke.

Suddenly, something happened! Qingyan, who had been leading the way, changed direction and stood upright in an instant.

The blood pressed against the throat flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the old man's spell was broken.

His face turned white, he got up from the ground dejectedly, and hugged his fists: "Little Lao'er is shallow, please be smart." After that, he quickly packed up his things and ran away, no matter how Tan Yi pleaded, his head shook like a rattle.

Just kidding, there was a small voice in his ear just now, telling him to stop.

Lao Dao is actually a bit of a real person to learn in the body, catch a little ghost, look at the feng shui are all in hand, they have a total of four brothers in the same sect, only he lived to this age why?

It's not that his other fellow disciples are inferior to him, on the contrary, he is the most cowardly, and the reason why he lives a long time is because he knows what it means to do what he can.

If you can save it, try your best to save it, and if you can't save it, don't lose your own life, and don't delay others to find other masters to save your life.

Just now he could sense that the person who reminded him had no ill will towards him, and seemed to have the intention of saving his life, otherwise if the other party broke his spell by force, he would not just spit out a mouthful of blood.

The skills are not as good as others, when will he not hurry up and wait? Money is a good thing, but it also has to be spent with life.

It was Kong Qianyu who flew back to warn Lao Dao to leave, and her soul was floating in the air at this time, observing the new tomb.

The owner of the grave looked at the tombstone as a man in his fifties, who had been dead for about a month.

This is strange, the new ghost who has just died has the power to hook the soul?

She sensed it carefully, and found that there was a lot of space under the new grave, and her divine sense penetrated into it, and there was also a shielding effect.

She decided to go down and have a look.

This is......

In the meantime, it seems to have returned to the mortal world, the pattern of a bar, the lights are bright, the crazy men and women are resentful, and the music that can be called noise is deafening.

This ghost is so powerful, he can even use resentment as a guide to conjure up his own fantasy space.

In the middle of the dance floor, on the stage, with a beer in one hand and a microphone in the other, it was not Meng Lingze.

It's not that he stands prominently, but that the unique light of his soul is so bright that it can't even be covered by the neon sign of the bar.

And this dazzling hope of life is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, Meng Lingze seems to be unaware of this, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, threw the wine bottle, hugged a beautiful woman closest to him, and wanted to give the wine in his mouth to the other party.

The beautiful woman turned her head slightly to resist, and met the gaze of Shangkong Qianyu, first slightly surprised, and then winked at her mischievously.