The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Yin Yunting took out a small bottle of something, dipped his finger in it, and smeared it on the guards' eyelids.

Then he burned the talisman given by Lu Zhaoling and brushed it past their eyes.

The guards only felt a momentary sting in their eyes, followed by a cool sensation.

When I opened my eyes, it was still the same house and the same moonlight, there was no difference.

"Master Yin," a guard whispered to Yin Yunting, "Our lady once said that there are no ghosts in the world, so what we are going to see is a terrifying creature with a green face and fangs... Oh my!"

The guard hadn't finished his words when he cried out in surprise.

Because he has seen it!

Just as he was talking to Yin Yunting, a pale gray hand stretched out from behind Yin Yunting. The nails were covered in blood and black dirt, and the skin was swollen and white. It was about to touch Yin Yunting's neck.

The guard drew his sword in a flash, but his palms were full of sweat.

At the same time, Yin Yunting turned his body to the side and slapped a talisman over with one hand.

"My senior sister is squatting over there. You don't dare to tease her. Why are you here to find me?"

The talisman stuck to the outstretched hand.

In an instant, the hand turned into green smoke and slowly dissipated.

And the guards also saw it at that moment just now. There was just a hand appearing out of thin air. There was no head or body, just a hand.

Now that hand also turned into smoke.

However, the surroundings were noticeably colder, causing them to get goosebumps.

Which is scarier, a green face with fangs or a single hand that you don’t know where to reach out from?

For a moment, the six guards could not come to a conclusion.

"Junior brother, let them stand in six groups." Lu Zhaoling said without turning his head, "You go to the tree and be careful."

As Lu Zhaoling spoke, she pulled out a hairpin from the ashes.

It looked like it was neither gold nor silver, but something made of wood. Perhaps something was pressing on it when the fire was burning, so it was not completely burned. Except for the tassel tied to the head of the hairpin which was burnt, the hairpin body was still intact.

Lu Zhaoling tore off the tassels, took out a talisman, rubbed it with her fingers, and as the talisman burned, she rubbed the hairpin towards the fire.

It was also strange that the originally gray wooden hairpin actually had some gloss after she rubbed it like that, the kind of gloss that wood has when it is polished.

The plain wooden hairpin looks very textured.

Lu Zhaoling called out, "Master Brother, this is for you." Then he threw the wooden hairpin towards Yin Yunting.

Yin Yunting took it and saw a faint spiritual energy on the wooden hairpin.

"Big sister, your luck in picking up treasures has not disappeared even after you came here."

He was really convinced that he could dig out a wooden hairpin struck by lightning from a pile of ashes, and it also contained spiritual energy. To him, it could be called a magic weapon.

None of them can compare to the eldest sister's eyes that can see wealth.

"I really didn't expect it, but," Lu Zhaoling stood up and looked at the tree, his tone a little heavy, "this hairpin also shows that among those who died in the Marquis' Mansion, there are suspected fellow Taoists, or may have a talent for cultivation."

Because most people don’t use lightning-struck wood to make hairpins.

The hairpin was made with spiritual energy, and the person who made it was also a craftsman. Even if the deceased bought it herself, it was because she had such a vision that she liked this hairpin at first sight.

Anyway, in Lu Zhaoling's eyes, being able to have a relationship with her fellow disciples would make her pay more attention to it. After all, she was used to being the eldest sister of Xuanmen.

Yin Yunting knew that she said this because she saw that the hairpin was no longer owned by anyone.

Zhu Minghao would never use this kind of hairpin himself, so it could only be someone who died in the Marquis' Mansion.

"It should be a cultivator who used mystical arts before dying." Yin Yunting looked at the completely black tree, "That's why the tree is abnormal."

"I think so too."

Lu Zhaoling sighed softly.

Because they are from powerful and wealthy families, many of them have lost many lives.

Although there is cause and effect in this world, many times, cause and effect will not be revealed in the present life, otherwise there would have been many evil spirits claiming lives in the world.

After death, people are still bound by the laws of nature and cannot take revenge just because they want to.

It is indeed a bit strange that such an unusual phenomenon suddenly occurred in the Marquis' Mansion.

"Master sister, I leave it to you."

As Yin Yunting spoke, he asked the six guards to stand in six different positions. He then held the hairpin and walked to the west side of the tree. He counted six steps and stopped.

They all looked at Lu Zhaoling.

The six guards didn't know what to do, but their palms holding the hilts of the swords were sweaty.

Apart from the ghost hand just now, they saw nothing else.

But the chill felt deeper and deeper.

Lu Zhaoling took out another set of talismans from her bag.

"Wind, fire, and thunder, guard me, command!"

She waved her hand, and six talismans suddenly flew towards the six guards, igniting in mid-air. The fire suddenly became brighter in front of them, and quickly transformed into flaming runes in the air, standing in front of them out of thin air.

Such runes were like a barrier, blocking them behind and protecting them.

The light of the runes even illuminated their faces and eyes.

At this moment, the originally quiet yard was suddenly filled with wind and the leaves rustled.

The pile of ashes on the ground were blown everywhere.

The blue-grey mist came out from nowhere, and it instantly made people feel like the air in the underworld was filling the courtyard. They all shuddered.

"Listen to my orders, kill the evil, burn!"

Another talisman, with great momentum, was thrown towards the black tree.

With a whoosh, the talisman instantly ignited when it hit the tree.

At the same time, everyone saw several human faces suddenly protruding from the tree, as if they were wrapped and imprisoned by the black bark, crowded and twisted, trying to break out.

The six guards all heard the extremely shrill screams, which hurt their ears so much.

"Draw your sword!"

At Lu Zhaoling's command, they immediately gathered their minds and drew their swords in unison.

"cut!"

Following Lu Zhaoling's order, the six guards saw the human faces on the tree suddenly burst out and flew towards the surroundings.

It was just a face, with black eye holes, a black open mouth, and long black air behind it that looked like long hair.

The faces in the air opened their mouths wide and pounced towards them, as if they could swallow their souls.

The sharp screams in their ears were also chaotic, which made them frightened and irritated for no reason.

But when Lu Zhaoling shouted "Cut", they didn't care about anything else and swung their swords together to cut towards the face in front of them.

"squeak!"

Their swords slashed across the talismans in front of them and then hit the faces.

The sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light.