Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Teacher Lin was so frightened that his throat was blocked by glue. He was speechless and just stood there dumbly.

Eyes facing each other.

At first glance, it looks like a confrontation between mother and son, but upon closer inspection, the strength of the aura is reversed.

In Du Manzhi's eyes, the little boy's baby-fat face had the illusory face of another person.

It was a man with a sinister expression, a scornful man, with shit-yellow hair, and a short scar diagonally across his eyelid on the left side of his face.

Just now, when Teacher Lin was walking to the study room with her mobile phone, she noticed a family photo of a family of three.

Teacher Lin's husband has a handsome appearance, and his nose and face shape are very similar to this man.

There is indeed an adult soul occupying the body of Teacher Lin's son.

If nothing unexpected happens, he is the child's uncle.

The situation is not a soul change.

Because there are two souls in her son's body at the same time.

The child of the original owner had been suppressed, and most of his soul had been driven out by the evil spirits. Only a pair of calves were left barely hanging on his body, calling out "Mom" pitifully.

The evil spirit used the little boy's body and glanced around Teacher Lin's body without any scruples, staying longest on the chest.

Finally it landed on the mobile phone she was holding:

"What?"

Teacher Lin's whole body froze.

The more nervous she became, the more suspicious the little boy became. He jumped off the sofa and walked towards her.

Her thin body loomed in the dim environment, giving her a great sense of oppression.

She knew that the person opposite could not be her darling.

Du Manzhi reminded: "Don't be afraid, he is your son now, how should you educate him?"

Out of professional sensitivity, the word education awakened Teacher Lin's reason.

She asked with a serious look on her face: "Zhang Zheyan, how old are you, how can you watch such a thing?!"

The little boy stopped.

The face of the illusion showed contempt.

The real Zhang Zheyan was even more aggrieved. His transparent soul was floating in the air, and he kept defending: "Mom, I didn't... That's not me... Mom, please help me..."

If Teacher Lin could hear him, his heart would probably be broken by tears.

Du Manzhi thought to herself that she had to find a way to help.

This time, no colleagues like Lin Rong happened to be eating nearby, and Teacher Lin didn't have any amulets or anything like that.

Seeing her frown, Jiu Qiansui asked, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Du Manzhi was suddenly inspired by his question.

She looked at Futingjian on her knees.

What if this sword can affect that space?

Qingong Ghost Law exists in both worlds, so Fu Tingjian also belongs to Qinggong, and its existence should be reasonable.

What she was betting on was that although the Qing Palace in that world had fallen, the power of rules had not completely died out!

Du Manzhi tried to swing his sword at the little boy on the screen.

Much to her dismay, nothing changed over there.

The "little boy" smiled evilly at Teacher Lin and said sinisterly: "Oh, I saw such a thing, I'm really sorry."

Teacher Lin was trembling because she was afraid.

But the other person took this to mean that she was angry.

He felt very accomplished when he could make a well-educated female teacher so angry.

The smile on his face became more wanton.

"I will definitely not be like this next time. Next time... I will hide and watch, okay? Mom."

He also deliberately prolonged his tone.

This not only insulted her, but also insulted Teacher Lin's mother-in-law, the man's deceased biological mother.

Teacher Lin clenched his fists: "You!"

At this time, Du Manzhi had already checked the simple study room and reminded her: "Okay, go out, don't argue with him, we have other things to do."

Teacher Lin was very smart and realized something immediately.

She pretended to be angry: "You have gone too far. Please reflect on it here! Zhang Zheyan, wait until I come back... then see how I deal with you!"

The soul of the little boy floating in the air was surprised when he heard his name and her words "Wait for me when I come back"——

"Mom! You saw me!"

Oops... Du Manzhi thought to himself, the child still couldn't calm down.

The evil ghost occupying the body looked disdainful at first, until he heard Zhang Zheyan's words, he frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Are you going out?"

He thought he was hiding it well, but his expectations were so obvious.

He was looking forward to her going out.

Teacher Lin felt like falling into an ice cave.

Mr. Zhang just sent her a text message half an hour ago, asking her to remember to go to Golden Duck Mountain tonight.

This lonely ghost who has taken over her son's body is also looking forward to her going out.

Could the two of them be a team?

Teacher Lin trembled with her hands. Under the evil ghost's gaze, she tried her best to finish the play and turned off the power.

The restricted-level picture on the curtain suddenly disappeared.

The other party curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"It's raining outside, I need to find my raincoat before I go!"

Teacher Lin quickly exited the study room and locked it from the outside.

She could vaguely hear a soft hum from inside, as if it was a mockery of her.

Back in the master bedroom, an icon flashes in the lower right corner of the laptop screen.

Teacher Lin clicked on it and saw a message from her husband.

Zhang Zimeng: [Honey, I just woke up, what important thing do you want to say? When is it convenient to answer the phone? 】

Zhang Zimeng: [By the way, why are you asking about my brother? He and I don’t talk much anymore. This is a photo of us from a few years ago]

Zhang Zimeng: [Picture]

In the photo, the brothers are surrounded by an elderly couple.

The yellow-haired man on the left has a very conspicuous short scar on his eyelids.

……

Du Manzhi said: "This is this person. He is dominating your son's body, but your son's soul has not been completely driven out."

Teacher Lin no longer looked at the many memories her husband posted later, and she seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Really? Great! What do I do now?"

Du Manzhi said: "Judging from your son's appearance, he is destined to be successful in school and have both wealth and fortune. The body of a boy is not so easy to grow up... In addition to weakening himself, your father-in-law must have made other arrangements in your family."

Teacher Lin said in a daze: "My balcony was rebuilt in May. He introduced the masons and helped with the work. He stayed in our guest room during those days..."

What else can you say? Go search it quickly.

People in the live broadcast room followed the camera to see her guest room, and they all enthusiastically gave her ideas and directed her to look here and there.

It was a very ordinary room that my father-in-law had lived in, but he didn't seem to have left any personal belongings.

Teacher Lin even used a wooden hammer to knock on the wall. There was no hidden grid or anything like that.

Du Manzhi didn't notice any abnormalities in the magnetic field: "Didn't he come to seal the balcony? Go over there and have a look."

Teacher Lin frowned subconsciously: "Okay."

In full view of everyone, she took a shovel from the glove cabinet.

Wait, shovel?

Teacher Lin smiled bitterly and said: "We have newly made a flower bed on the balcony. If there is something, it is either in a flower pot or in the flower bed... I will dig it out right now."

[I don’t know what to say, as a mother you must be strong]

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu She was clearly afraid of being like that before. If this happened to me, I would run away! 】

[My heart stopped beating in the study just now. The child is definitely weird! 】

[This issue is really good, it makes those scumbags who always talk about the script swollen in the face]

Teacher Lin hung her mobile phone on her chest. As soon as she entered the balcony, she started the flower-destroying mode, digging out the flower pots one by one and smashing the soil.

[Basin No. 1, safe]

[There is no No. 2 basin either]

[So what are you looking for?]

Du Manzhi rubbed Futing Sword and replied absently: "Ashes."

Teacher Lin paused for a moment, then swung the shovel harder.

The soil in the flower bed is reduced little by little.

Finally, a ding came from underneath.

The shovel hit something!

When he peeled away the clod of soil, he saw that it was a rectangular box.

With Du Manzhi's words laying the foundation, three words appeared on the barrage:

【Ashes urn! ! ! 】

……

Teacher Lin also came prepared.

Although she didn't know what the master asked her to find, she conveniently put her husband's lighter into her pocket.

At this time she hesitated: "Are the ashes...still burned?"

Du Manzhi said: "As long as it pollutes it, you are a teacher. You should have ink at home. Ground ink is better."

There are also more disgusting methods, such as vomit or excrement, which are all effective.

but……

Countless viewers looked at the screen, and some thought of the crux of the problem.

[That thing, I think you should open it and talk about it later]

【I find it difficult】

Because there are seven buckles welded on the side of the box.

Iron urn!

Seven locks!

Now, everyone knows how important this thing is to the people behind the scenes. If there was no such urn at home, the evil spirits might not be able to snatch the body from Teacher Lin's son.

Teacher Lin asked in a low voice: "Can I throw it away? I am a border household and there is a pool at the bottom."

Du Manzhi said seriously: "If the box is too tightly sealed, it won't work."

Then we can only find a way to break the box.

Netizens took action one after another.

【ax? Chainsaw? You always have a kitchen knife at home]

[Not to pour cold water on you, I work in a funeral home, and such a big box can hold the ashes of five people... Think about how thick this box must be]

As if he sensed that the urn had been moved, the boy's terrifying roar came from the study, and the muffled sound of a human body hitting the door came one after another.

The evil spirit doesn't care whether the child's body will be injured, but this move is tearing out Teacher Lin's heart!

She was so distressed and helpless that she broke down and cried on the spot.

The muffled sound in the study stopped for a few seconds, and then the collision started again.

The ashes had all been dug out, and when it got to this point, he just wanted to tear himself apart!

"Damn woman, open the door for me!"

"Open the door!"

"If you don't open it, I'll hit you and kill you. Just wait and collect your son's body!"

Teacher Lin burst into tears: "Xiaoyan, my Xiaoyan..."

She vented her anger and threw the iron box.

Du Manzhi said: "You can't take the nonsense seriously. Xiaoyan's soul is still there. If something happens to his body, your son will definitely not be kicked out first."

This sentence gave Teacher Lin a shot in the arm.

She glanced at the discussion on the barrage, ran to the kitchen, chose the heaviest bone-cutting knife, and slashed hard, leaving only a few white marks.

[If this doesn’t work, try finding a lockpicker]

[When can the seven locks be opened? You have to find a professional thief to open them]

[Call 110, many locksmith companies have registered]

Teacher Lin got through the phone and was speechless for a moment.

How to tell people?

My son’s soul was changed by his father-in-law? The urn of her eldest uncle's ashes is at her house. Now she needs someone to unlock the urn?

"I... need to pick the lock."

The request is familiar over there: "Are you locked out of your house?"

"……Correct."

Teacher Lin made up lies in agony, looked at the iron box and said: "The lock in my house is old-fashioned. Can you help me find an experienced master? It doesn't matter how much money I have, as long as it can be done quickly!"

Her address was recorded there and she was promised that someone would come to her door within an hour.

Teacher Lin ignored the banging on the study door and ran to ask a neighbor for help.

It's a pity that she ran several floors and either didn't knock on the door, or others were helpless.

The laptop beeps in a series of beeps.

Her husband, who was overseas, had not received a reply for a long time and was worried that something had happened at home.

Teacher Lin wanted to tell her what happened, but Du Manzhi stopped her.

"Job transfers are usually decided in advance. Don't you think your husband left too suddenly?"

Teacher Lin felt like he was struck by lightning: "You mean, my husband and them are also in the same group? How is that possible? Xiaoyan is our son!"

Du Manzhi said: "I have no evidence. I just remind you that your situation is not safe. Don't leak information easily. Someone wants your life now. You must protect yourself first before you can save your son."

Teacher Lin was so confused that she grabbed the iron box and walked out: "Then I'll go to the nearest police station!"

This is a good choice.

Du Manzhi's face changed slightly. She saw that the magnetic field on Teacher Lin's side had changed, and the yin energy suddenly increased.

In this case, something was going straight towards her, very close!

Teacher Lin received a reminder.

There is a suspicious person lingering at the door.

She turned on the surveillance camera in confusion, and the computer screen switched to the door.

One look at the man's strange hat and scarf, and even though he was wearing a mask, she recognized him at a glance: Mr. Zhang!

I shuddered immediately.

She confirmed that Mr. Zhang was an accomplice.

Because Mr. Zhang only saved her mobile phone number, he shouldn't know her home address. How could he show up outside her door at this time?

Du Manzhi: "Hide, don't let him touch you!"

The tall and thin man outside the door is not a living person, but a walking corpse!

Teacher Lin hid in the closet nearby. The mobile phone hanging on her chest was facing the gap in the closet, and everyone could see the picture on the computer screen.

[Are you wearing such tight clothes for fear of being recognized? I feel like a wanted criminal]

Teacher Lin whispered: "He is Mr. Zhang."

Du Manzhi asked: "When you met him before, did you feel that his home smelled smelly?"

"He spilled the air freshener in the living room." Teacher Lin paused, "I smelled a stink on his body."

That's right, it stinks. How can a dead person not stink?

[He is opening the door! ! ! 】

[Teacher Lin, call the police! ! 】

"Mr. Zhang" outside the door moved slowly, but pressed the password skillfully.

Teacher Lin's face turned pale: "I...I taught my father-in-law public password locks..."

[The breasts of netizens are also breasts. Can you please be more careful in the script? I almost cried because of the stupidity of the actors! We all know that my father-in-law is a bad person, why don’t you change your password! 】

[Who would have imagined this? If the anchor hadn’t recognized the puppet charm, she would have regarded Mr. Zhang as a good person.]

[It’s so scary. Isn’t there a good person around me?]

It's too late to say anything now.

The smart voice "Welcome home" sounded at the door.

The sweet voice is like a killing scythe.