As the evil spirit appeared, the space in the entire yard began to twist, and a silent fear spread out. The black shadow reflected by candlelight underground seemed to come alive, and the teeth and claws were swaying.

"Hmm...is this?"

Looking at the woman in green who floated down, Deng Fan's eyes condensed. This was not a ghost or a normal ghost. He guessed it was right, and it was indeed a ghost raised by humans.

"Ah...get away, woo~ woo~"

"Tao Master, please help...get out..."

“…”

Under the cover of an inexplicable magnetic field, first the second middle school boy was full of ferocious nonsense, and the pig knife in his hand was dancing, as if he was crazy, and then Zhu Yunling was full of fear.

Even Zhu Yunfu's body couldn't help but tremble. In the jasper gourd around his waist, countless black poisonous insects flew out, ramming like headless flies in the air.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Deng Fan knew that all three of them had been obsessed with the idea that the magnetic field of this ghost is different depending on the individual. It usually infinitely magnifies the dark side of the soul, so that they can take advantage of the opportunity to swallow the yang energy of the living person to strengthen themselves.

"The Holy Spirit on the head illuminates the seal, kicks the Kui and trample around the world! I ask the ancestor to show the holy spirit and penetrate the sky and the earth to kill the ghosts!"

"Brother Zhu, offended me!"

Deng Fan stretched out his hand and stepped on Tiangang. The brand new willow knife in his hand slashed between Zhu Yunfu, and a bright blood light lit up.

With one knife, the space seemed to be broken, the Yin energy in the yard rolled and separated immediately, and the black shadow on the ground quickly retracted.

"Ah...I want you to die..."

Accompanied by a cold and fierce scream, Deng Fan saw a wisp of blue smoke rising up at the corner of his eyes, and the willow wood knife stained with blood in his hand suddenly turned into a circle of swords, bringing up afterimages and throwing them out with all their might.

A blurry phantom flew backwards and hit the pig-killing knife that the middle school boy waved. The illusion in the yard was immediately cleared.

Seeing this scene, Deng Fan was also full of shock.

He stepped forward and snatched the pig-killing knife from the middle school boy's hand. He looked left and right, but there was no evil spirit at all.

'Maybe this ghost is not strong, and Zhu Yunfu's masculinity is too strong, so he has such power'. Deng Fan muttered in his heart, and he didn't think much about it. It was only this explanation. Otherwise, how could an ordinary pig-killing knife kill could kill a ghost?

"Hiss...What a powerful fierce spirit!"

At this time, Zhu Yunfu was the first to wake up, looking at the blood flowing on his five fingers, and took a breath of cold air.

"Then...what..."

Looking at the fear in Zhu Yunfu's eyes, Deng Fan wanted to explain several times, but he didn't know what to say. Could it be that because I was sucking yin energy, my blood and yang energy were insufficient, so I could only use Brother Zhu's masculine blood to eliminate ghosts. How could I speak with this?

"Okay! I'm up, the evil spirit has been eliminated..."

Looking at Zhu Yunling, who was trembling on the ground, Deng Fan stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, which immediately scared the little girl.

"The Taoist priest is really good at it, I admire him..."

"Brother Zhu is not bad either. Even if I don't have such a ghost, I'm afraid I can't do anything to Brother Zhu..."

He looked at Zhu Yunfu deeply, and Deng Fan didn't say much. Although Zhu Yunfu was deeply trapped in the illusion just now, he did not react much except for his body trembling a few times. It can be seen that he was not without a way to deal with it.

But since they don’t want to be exposed, Deng Fan is not the one who asks the truth.

"Queer...Queer...what's wrong with you, wu~wow~If you have something to do, how can grandma live..."

At this moment, the old woman's shocking howl suddenly sounded in the corner of the courtyard.

"Old lady, don't worry, Ling Sun is not seriously injured. He was just eroded by the yin energy. He just needs to take ginger soup and have a nap. It will be fine tomorrow morning..."

Looking at the middle school boy lying on the ground, twitching, foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes, Deng Fan was both angry and funny, letting you show off your power, now you know it's amazing.

......

At this time, in an unknown cellar in Zhengjiazhuang, under the illumination of green phosphorus fire, a magnificent basement appeared in a magnificent basement.

Three or five naked girls were entangled with a Taoist with a pale face and dark eyes, rolling on the ground like a few flesh worms.

"Who...who is it? Kill my Qing'er!"

Suddenly, the Taoist lifted the girl squatting on him, and the black aura appeared in his eyes. For a moment, the entire cellar flashed, like a group of demons dancing, and a full of ghost aura.

"Master... Didn't Sister Qing'er go out to harvest the yang energy?"

"Bitch! Talk too much..."

The Taoist slapped the girl with a slap. There was a ferocious look between her eyebrows and eyes. As the flags behind her were shaking, the yin energy suddenly rose in the cellar. The girls lying on the ground suddenly looked dull, and phantoms rushed out from the top of her head and sank into the flags.

"Hmph~ I want to see if it's the one who is not afraid of death and dares to make ground on my uncle's head..."

He ignored the girls on the ground who looked like puppets. The Taoist reached out and grabbed the Taoist robe embroidered with skulls on the ground and draped it on his body, opening the door of the cellar.

"Master Li, look at the affairs of my family..."

As soon as the Taoist stepped out of the cellar, an old man walked up to him. Behind the old man was an old woman with silver hair.

Although the old woman had wrinkles on her face, she looked kind and her abdomen was bulging high, as if she was pregnant.

If Deng Fan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that the old man was no one else, but the old man he met in the funeral procession yesterday.

"Mr. Zheng doesn't have to worry. As long as you trust me, I will guarantee you a lot of children and grandchildren."

When he saw the old man, the Taoist looked righteous and proud in his eyes.

"Then I will thank Taoist Master for the first time. Although I am not talented, I still have some prestige in this Nuhe Realm. As long as the Taoist Master can help my wife give birth to Lin'er smoothly, I will obey everything I ask."

The old man bowed down, his face full of piety.

In his life, he didn't know where he offended the ghosts and gods. His wife miscarried seven times, but she didn't give birth to a son and half a daughter for him. She took four or five concubines and did nothing. As she grew older, this incident became a demon in his heart.

Until he met this Taoist Zhang, the other party had a magic trick, which made his wife, who was over 50 years old, "Old Clam Beads", which made him not ecstatic. In order to win over the Taoist Zhang San, he had invested a lot of money.

"Mr. Zheng is so polite. Please let Mrs. Ling come with me..."

The moment the Taoist turned around, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he led the old woman to turn around and walked into another cellar.

Looking at the old woman's bulging belly, her eyes were full of greed.

"Madam, this is the soup I prepared for you, please drink it!"

A cup of scarlet sticky liquid was taken out from the secret room and handed it to the old woman. The black air flashed in the Taoist eyes, and the shadow reflected by the candlelight climbed on the wall, with an indescribable evil expression.

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Chapter completed!