Taoist Live: Family members must believe in science

"Ahem, help me over there."

Qu Qingfeng coughed twice, looked at the two people and one ghost in the distance, and said to the girl.

Zhou Xiyue, who was supporting the Taoist priest, hesitated after hearing the Taoist priest's words.

The Taoist priest is already very weak now, if the ghost of Huang Xiyao explodes away again, the Taoist priest will be in a very dangerous situation.

But now, among all the people present, only Taoist Priest has the ability to make Huang Xiyao's ghost let go of its obsession.

"Help me there, the situation of the Huang family and his son can't be delayed for too long."

Seeing that the girl hadn't moved for a long time, Qu Qingfeng said anxiously.

The previous voice had put the Huang family and his son in the same situation as he had just now.

The kind of fear that reaches the bottom of his heart, even he can barely resist it by relying on the power of the system.

Let alone two ordinary people.

Zhou Xiyue bit her lips when she heard the Taoist priest's words, was silent for a moment, and then gently said hello.

Huang Xiyao's ghost is very anxious, but he doesn't know how to get the Huang family and his son out of the illusion.

Moreover, the current Huang Xiyao couldn't touch the bodies of the two of them, and couldn't wake them up with physical pain.

He could only control the billowing black smoke to gradually envelop the two of them, trying to fight the poison with poison, and save the father and younger brother from danger.

But before the black smoke touched the two of them, it was blocked by a ray of light.

Huang Xiyao raised her head angrily and looked at Qu Qingfeng who was walking over.

"Smelly Taoist priest, get out!"

The extremely angry ghost controlled the black smoke and rushed towards Qu Qingfeng and the girl.

The young man threw out the gossip mirror, chanted a spell with his hands, and the light instantly enveloped the Huang family father and son.

A trace of blood also spilled from the corner of Qu Qingfeng's mouth.

The girl looked at the Taoist priest, full of worry, and opened her mouth to say something, but said nothing.

He just bit his lip and stood beside the Taoist priest.

"Huang Xiyao, trust me, I will save them."

Huang Xiyao's ghost didn't want to talk to him after hearing his words.

But suddenly there was a muffled sound beside him, Huang Xiaotian had already knelt down, with his hands on the ground.

Seeing the pain of his father and younger brother, the ghost finally chose to believe in Qu Qingfeng.

"Smelly Taoist priest, you'd better not play tricks on me, otherwise..."

Following Huang Xiyao's words, all the black smoke dissipated.

Qu Qingfeng also lost the light, raised his head, and smiled at the ghost.

He was supported by the girl to the side of Huang's father and son, took out two talisman papers from his waist, and pasted them on their foreheads.

Afterwards, he softly recited an obscure incantation.

After a while, the two talisman papers lit up, and a few wisps of black smoke floated from the foreheads of the two respectively.

After the black smoke came out, the two talisman papers also fell down.

The eyes of Huang's father and son returned to normal, and their eyes became clear again.

Seeing that her father and younger brother were fine, Huang Xiyao's ghost also breathed a sigh of relief and came to her father.

"Dad, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?"

The ghost's hollow voice reached the old man's ears, filling the old man's eyes with tears again.

He shook his head to show that he was fine, and reached out his hand to touch Huang Xiyao's ghost.

The result was the same as last time, his hand directly passed through Huang Xiyao and landed in the air.

The old man froze for a moment, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Seeing her father like this, Huang Xiyao was so heartbroken that she couldn't say a word.

"It's all my fault, it's my daughter who is unfilial..."

The ghost could no longer speak a complete sentence, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.

Huang Xiyao knelt down towards the old man in the air, and solemnly kowtowed three times.

"Ayao, my daughter, what are you doing?"

With a trembling voice, the old man stretched out his hands to help Huang Xiyao up, but suddenly thought of something and withdrew his hands.

"Dad, my daughter is not filial, and she may not be your daughter in the next life."

Huang Xiyao's ghost endured the excruciating pain and forced himself to smile at his father.

Then, some black smoke in the air gathered towards Huang Xiyao's ghost.

Everyone knows what Huang Xiyao is going to do now.

The old man staggered forward a few steps with his rickety body trembling.

"My silly daughter, let go!"

The old man's voice was extremely trembling/shaking, and he said with a crying tone.

When Huang Xiyao's ghost heard his father's words behind him, he froze in place.

The ghost shrouded in black smoke turned to look at his father.

Seeing the ghost turning his head, the old man thought that his daughter was finally willing to let go of her obsession, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Father, I'm sorry."

The hollow voice seemed to come from a distance, making the old man stand still in place for an instant.

After reacting, he took a few steps one after another, staggering and trying to catch up with the ghost's footsteps.

"Ayao, my daughter..."

Facing the strong discomfort coming from his body, Qu Qingfeng stepped forward a few strides, and the mahogany sword in his hand also shone brightly.

The dazzling light came on, and Huang Xiyao's ghost flew back with it.

Qu Qingfeng held the mahogany sword in one hand, supported his knee with the other, panting heavily.

"Huang Xiyao, you really have the heart to look at your father, living in regret all his life!"

The boy shouted angrily with all his strength.

Hearing these words, Huang Xiyao's ghost instantly flashed the happy memories of the past.

The images from childhood to adulthood were in front of her eyes, like a movie, flashing frame by frame.

The scene in front of him changed, and it turned into Wu Quan and the others laughing.

The group of birds/beasts gathered together, exchanged cups, laughed at Huang Xiyao's innocence and stupidity, and coaxed her around with just a few sweet words.

Those birds/beasts smiled recklessly, trampled Huang Xiyao's sincerity under their feet, and made it worthless.

At this time, the voice of father's heartache and self-blame suddenly came from his ear.

"Ayao, stop, don't make the same mistake again and again."

The scene in front of him changed again. Huang Xiyao's ghost saw a hunched old man, bathed in the brilliance of the setting sun, secretly shedding tears.

He still holds her photo in his arms.

Her father's words echoed in the ghost's ears, and a figure appeared beside her.

"Do not…"

Huang Xiyao's ghost roared in pain, and everything in front of him was shattered and turned into nothingness.

The old man walked up to her and hugged her, or hugged himself.

"Ayao, be good, don't be afraid, Dad is here."

The old man's voice was so choked that it was indistinct, and tears fell to the ground through the ghost.

Under the downpour, the father and daughter hugged each other tightly in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Qu Qingfeng turned his head and smiled and said to the girl, go to the gate of the rooftop first, and leave some space for the father and daughter.

After a while, the ghost of Huang Xiyao, whose mood had stabilized, came to Qu Qingfeng.

"Master Dao, thank you."

The ghost spoke softly.