Bai Wuchang sneered and pointed at Xiao Tao: "What about her?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm just here to make a fuss."

Ling Xuan did Tai Chi as if nothing had happened, turned his upper body, with Bai Wuchang on his back, and winked at Xiao Tao.

Xiao Tao understood instantly and started to sing: "Isn't it possible that the baby's bun is exquisite~"

She was singing babblingly, and Ling Xuan was doing Tai Chi back and forth, and the scene was very harmonious for a time.

If Wang Heng hadn't suddenly made a sound in the sack.

"Uuuuuuuuuuah, it hurts me to death...Help, is there anyone?"

His voice was loud, shrill, and extremely irritable.

Bai Wuchang stepped forward and kicked him, and said in a cold voice: "Did I let you speak?"

Perhaps due to hierarchical suppression, Wang Heng was immediately as quiet as a chicken.

Ling Xuan and Xiao Tao looked at each other and stood silently, looking at the sky and the ground. The scenery of the park attracted their attention in the night.

Bai Wuchang put on a dead face, and his cold voice made Xiao Tao shiver: "Zhao Ming couldn't leave, so I came here."

Ling Xuan's mind relaxed and he cupped his hands with a smile: "Oh, sorry, sorry, it turns out they are friendly forces."

Bai Wuchang sneered, but his dead face didn't even move, making it even scarier than when he wasn't smiling.

Ling Xuan immediately shut his mouth and stood timidly, looking down at his toes, just like the primary school student who admitted his mistake in front of the class teacher.

Xiaotao swallowed silently, this Bai Wuchang was very hard to deal with because he refused to take soft and hard measures.

The soft Ling Xuan tried it, but the hard one... didn't dare to come.

Bai Wuchang took out a screen from his sleeve, opened the life book, and checked Wang Heng's life.

In less than a minute, she put away the screen, her eyes fell on the sack, and she murmured in a low voice: "I was frightened before I died..."

"We didn't do it." Xiao Tao quickly cleared the air.

Wu Chang's guidance proves that Wang Heng is not a lonely ghost. Whether he is punished or reincarnated, there is his file in the underworld. Everything will be judged by the King of Hell. She and Ling Xuan have no right to interfere.

Bai Wuchang sneered: "Of course I know."

This man went to the temple and provoked something he shouldn't have provoked, and he died unjustly.

Xiao Tao trembled, and Bai Wuchang threw out the soul seduction rope. The next second, Wang Heng was pulled out of the sack by the soul seduction rope.

Ling Xuan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and was happy. The hook actually penetrated Wang Heng's pipa bone.

You must know that the rope for seducing the souls of Wuchang is tied around the neck, and only the disobedient souls will be locked up. But Wang Heng has not committed any crime. When Bai Wuchang opened his mouth, he couldn't be more honest. He was so honest.

It’s really…

There are only two words, deserve it.

Ling Xuan was gloating about his misfortune while feeling guilty to his ancestor. How could a cultivator like him be like this... Pfft, ugh, I really couldn't help it.

Wang Heng was in agony, flustered and felt pain all over his body, completely lacking his usual alertness.

He never imagined that he would actually die!

He knelt on the ground and begged: "Leader, teacher, have you made a mistake? How could I die? I am only twenty-three!"

Bai Wuchang glanced at him and read according to the record on the document: "Wang*, male, died in a car accident on the day of Xinhai, the month of Renyin, the month of Renshen, at the age of twenty-three years."

"Impossible! There's no way I can only live to be twenty-three. Someone must have harmed me!"

Wang Heng's eyes kept rolling, he spotted Ling Xuan and Xiao Tao, he immediately pointed at them and said angrily: "It's him, he must be the one who wants to harm me. They beat me just now. Leader, you must make the decision for me."

ah!"

Ling Xuan curled his lips: "The date of the impermanent report, the Earthly Branches are at war, Shen Yin is in six directions, the Heavenly Stems are Ren and Xin are generating metal, the Earthly Branches are forming a cross between Hai and Hai, Xinhai is innovation, the moon is chanting, the power is doubled, I don't understand.

,It doesn’t matter, I tell you.

Have you ever heard of a saying that if the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, you can only live until the third watch?

So this day is very good, and the good thing about it is that you will definitely die today."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Wang Heng refused, "You must have made a mistake! I'm still in college, and I haven't even finished half of my life!"

Bai Wuchang tugged on the hook impatiently: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you have any grievances, tell the King of Hell. Don't make any noise in front of me."

Wang Heng staggered and fell to the ground. Bai Wuchang didn't care and pulled the rope to drag him out of sight.

The cold feeling gradually dissipated, and Xiao Tao suddenly came back to her senses: "Is this... the end?"

Ling Xuanle shook his sleeves shakingly, "Oh, I have no experience in putting on a sack the first time. You will know next time. You must hit it and run away before Wu Chang comes."

Xiao Tao looked at Ling Xuan's excitement and asked, "Taoist Priest, when will Li Wenwen be free?"

In fact, she knew that without external interference, it would take a long, long time for Li Wenwen to be freed from jumping off the building.

Ling Xuan glanced at her and straightened his sleeves: "She needs to be saved. The nine qi of the upper yuan bless the heavenly officials, the seven qi of the middle yuan pardon the earthly officials, and the five qi of the lower yuan relieve the water officials.

The Ghost Festival is coming soon, and we will hold a salvation ceremony in the temple, which will include giving food and setting off flames. At that time, I will write the confession and save her by the way."

The local officials are pardoning sins, so this month is the most suitable month to do the ritual of salvation.

Xiao Tao nodded, "Taoist Master, you are so kind."

Ling Xuan waved his hand: "On the Hungry Ghost Festival, every Taoist temple will hold a Dharma meeting to save lonely souls and wild ghosts and accumulate negative virtues."

Once the Ghost Festival is over, Li Wenwen can say goodbye to her past completely.

…

"I love Reiki, I feel in good health, blah blah blah, I breathe Reiki and sleep well~"

The spirit of the house was humming and sweeping away the dust with a feather duster, feeling very happy.

Ah, there's dust on the refrigerator. No, I need to sweep it. Well, there's dust on the table too. Why, there's dust on the sofa too. It seems like I shouldn't open the window today.

The house spirit flew to the window, and just as he closed the window, he suddenly heard a thumping sound. As soon as it looked at the sky, it disappeared from the place in an instant.

The annoying thing is here again.

With a click, the feather duster fell to the ground. The house spirit hid himself and raised his ears to listen to what was going on outside.

Click, click, the sound is different from the axe’s last time, it’s a bit like the blade hitting the steps.

The spirit of the house began to count down quietly, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6... 3, 2, zzizi...

Wait! This voice…

The house spirit's eyes widened, it was a chainsaw!

Oops! This bad guy is destroying the gate!

Tortured by noise and fear every night, the house spirit has developed a strong heart.

It cautiously poked its head out, saw the intact door, patted its chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It just said... the scene in front of me, the spirit of the house was stuck.

The bad guy actually opened a hole in the door!

The house spirit wants to cry but has no tears, so how can it interact with its master?

However, this is not the most important thing. The bad guy dragging the electric saw completely damaged the door, and it walked in from the outside.

The door was broken, but the other party became quiet. He picked up the chainsaw, walked quietly to the door of the master bedroom, and raised the chainsaw again to cut the door.

The look in the house spirit's eyes became a little weird, and it said weakly: "Don't do any more damage, the door handle will open as soon as you press it."

The man suddenly turned his face, his scarlet eyes as creepy as a blood moon in the dark night.

The spirit of the house almost screamed, but then a cockcrow sounded, and the man disappeared like dust blown up.
Chapter completed!