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The female ghost's sleeves fluttered, and her long hair was windless. She stood there like ice and snow and looked at Mu Jin with her eyes. The two red marks at the end of her eyes made her already sharp appearance even more beautiful.The evil spirit all over his body could not be covered, and the whole room was like an ice cellar.

Uncle Zhong was just recovering from a serious illness and was shivering from the cold, Zhong Qing hurriedly pulled the quilt to surround him tightly.

Mu Jin bowed deeply and said: "Madam calm down, I don't intend to offend you."

Hmph, the female ghost smiled coldly, raised her eyelids, and suddenly grabbed Uncle Zhong with a blue hand without warning.

Mu Jin frowned, pulled out the Buddha dust and rolled over without hesitation, blocking that hand.

There was a stabbing sound, like water dripping into an oil pan, and a burst of pungent blue smoke rose.

The female ghost quickly withdrew her hand, looked at the fresh smoldering scorched marks on her arm, took a step back with fear, and said, "Who are you? Heavenly Master?"

"I don't dare to be a celestial master, I'm just an unknown Taoist priest!" Mu Jin withdrew his Buddha dust, his movements were unhurried, his face was peaceful, and there was no emotion at all.

The more calm he is, the more the female ghost will be afraid of him, and feel that he is hiding something.

"What do you want?" The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the female ghost suddenly asked viciously, with swords drawn between her words.It seems that a fight starts when there is a disagreement.

Mu Jin threw Buddha Chen behind him, "I didn't think about it!" At the same time, I couldn't help complaining in my heart, you have been making trouble for no reason, okay?

This female ghost is pinching Uncle Zhong's lifeblood, and her strength is close to that of ghosts and immortals. Although Mu Jin is not afraid of her, if she starts to fight, she will definitely go to war.Everyone can't get anything good, Mu Jin doesn't want to fight her, and it's no good to offend a ghost!Maybe they will be cursed by the other party, which is even more worth the loss.

He tried to solve it in a gentler way.

"This Mr. Zhong is a relative of my friend, do you have any misunderstanding about him?"

"Misunderstanding?" The female ghost's face was contorted, and she stared at Uncle Zhong with fire in her eyes.

The female ghost called herself Mrs. Cai. She was originally a noble lady, but she was rejected because her husband disliked her. In the end, she was slandered for having an affair with someone and strangled to death by her husband.

She was wronged and died full of resentment, she was simply a representative of death, wandering in the cold tomb all day long.Until the jade cicada formed a blood qin, which was connected with her breath, forming an opportunity. From then on, she lived in that little jade cicada.

Day after day, year after year.The time in the tomb is unknown, Mrs. Cai sometimes sleeps and wakes up, and the hostility in her body has been digested by Bai Yu.The jade material used by the jade cicada is the seed material from the Tianshan mine vein, which has been impacted for thousands of years in the clear river water. The aura is dense and belongs to the essence of jade. It is a great opportunity for Mrs. Cai to benefit a lot from it.

Until one day, the tomb that had been dusty for thousands of years was opened, but Mrs. Cai did not feel the joy of seeing the sun again. Her body was roughly ripped out of the coffin by the tomb robbers, and even the clothes on her body were stripped off.

Mrs. Cai had just woken up from a deep sleep and didn't know why, let alone what night it was.When she finally figured out what was going on, she had already been sold by one of the tomb robbers to a charlatan alchemist who made a living by selling skills.

The alchemist had some tricks, and saw the wronged soul in Yuchan, so he threw Yuchan into a bowl of solution composed of Zhiyang cockscomb blood and Chenzhou sand to sacrifice.Mrs. Cai in Yuchan is like being in a fire, and she can't escape if she wants to. The relationship between her and Yuchan is like a fetus and a womb, connected by an umbilical cord, unless it is a ghost, I don't want to do it!

I can't escape, I can only endure the soul being burned by the flames, and the painful situation is beyond words.Mrs. Cai was mad with hatred, but her soul was burned by the most yang thing, causing her vitality to be severely injured and she had to go back to sleep.

Soon afterwards, the jade cicada came into Uncle Zhong's hands, and was played by Uncle Zhong every day. Mrs. Cai's soul was slowly recovered by the nourishment of the jade cicada.When he woke up, he found that the enemy was right in front of him, and immediately sharpened his sword.

As for why Mrs. Cai held on to Uncle Zhong and considered him her enemy, it was mainly because there was a strand of Uncle Zhong's hair in the bowl of cockscomb blood and Chenzhou sand solution.

Hearing this, Mu Jin gave Uncle Zhong a sympathetic look. This is really sitting at home behind closed doors, and the disaster comes from heaven.At the same time, she felt a little sympathetic to Mrs. Cai's experience. She practiced in her own tomb in a good manner, not to mention the body was picked up, and even used by the alchemist to harm others.

Mu Jin really heard the old Taoist say that if there are Taoist priests with evil intentions, the alchemists will detain the newly mourned souls and use evil methods to sacrifice them while they are in a daze, arousing their ferocity and then harming others.This was the case for Madam Cai, she remembered the smell of the hair in the bowl, and regarded Uncle Zhong as an enemy.

Really speechless.

That alchemist was also lucky, just in time for Mrs. Cai to use the cockscomb blood and Chenzhou sand to ward off evil spirits from Zhiyang when she was just awake and chaotic.Otherwise, there will be no scum left!

There is no doubt that this was a premeditated assassination.

"Mrs. Cai, you really found the wrong person. The person who harmed you is actually someone else." Seeing that Mrs. Cai's expression was relaxed, Mu Jin continued to lobby, "The so-called grievances have the leader and the debtor, and you certainly don't want the real behind-the-scenes The black hand is at large, right?"

Mrs. Cai was only dazzled by anger at the beginning, she single-mindedly identified Uncle Zhong, but now Mu Jinyi said it was like enlightenment.Besides, it has to be said that Mu Jin's hand that just showed shocked her. If she was still the ghost who didn't care, she might have died with Mu Jin.It's just that under the influence of Yuchan, her mind became clearer day by day, and she came back rationally, knowing that she was being used by others.

"If that's the case, spare his life!" Mrs. Cai gave Uncle Zhong a cold look, and withdrew a trace of the mark on him.

With this mark, no matter where Uncle Zhong fled, Mrs. Cai would find him immediately.

Mu Jin saw the gray thread-like yin qi wafting from Uncle Zhong's chest, and his heart finally returned to its original position, and the matter was mostly resolved.

He put Fochen behind him, and said, "I wonder what Madam's plans are in the future?" It's easy to ask God to send God away, but Mrs. Cai let Uncle Zhong go, but it's hard enough to stay at Zhong's house.After all, if such a strong evil spirit in her body is contaminated to a living person, continuous bad luck will be minor, even bloody disasters will be inevitable!

"What's the plan? Naturally, I want to take revenge first!" Madam Cai gritted her teeth, her hair danced wildly in mid-air, her appearance was ferocious.She was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes.

Mu Jin's heart moved, "Since that's the case, how about I recommend you a good place to practice?"

Mrs. Cai restrained her vigorous yin energy when she heard the words, looked Mu Jin up and down, and said after a while, "Yes, but I want to take revenge first." She said that she flew forward completely, and there was a sudden gust of wind in the room. It disappeared into thin air in a blink of an eye.

After a long time, Uncle Zhong opened his mouth, "She, she left?"

Mu Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Yu Chan in the table and shook his head, "I'm going to take revenge."

Uncle Zhong: ...

Love: ...

"Don't worry, she won't trouble Mr. Zhong again." He took Yuchan away after a while, and Mrs. Cai's breath was already connected with Yuchan. In other words, wherever Yuchan was, she would be there.

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At the same time, in the basement of a villa in the suburbs, a middle-aged man in his 40s was sitting cross-legged at a low table and meditating.Clay dolls with weird shapes, palm-sized scarecrows, yellow paper, cinnabar, black and red dog blood in glass bottles, etc. were piled up messily on the low table.

In front of the man was a simple straw man with no facial features, but a note with his name and date of birth on his back.

Suddenly, the scarecrow made a bang and exploded to pieces.The man spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest and sat on the ground, cursing viciously: "Damn it! Who dares to spoil my good deeds?"

The method failed, and he suffered backlash.

The man only cursed, then quickly took out a magic weapon from under the table, and looked around vigilantly.While feeling uneasy in his heart, he couldn't help comforting himself: "It's okay, it's okay, that ghost can't find it here!"

He has already set up formations around the villa, but who doesn't wet his shoes when he often stands by the river?The man didn't know that he touched the great white shark while he was fishing, and he still had a little luck in his heart.

Just as he was tinkering, he felt the biting cold behind him. The man's sallow face turned pale with shock, and when he turned around abruptly, he saw a woman in a deep white dress standing on top of him expressionlessly. The hand is just a grasp...

what! ! !

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In the early morning of the next day, a sneaky figure opened the door of the villa, walked to the basement familiarly, and hurriedly walked down the stairs while asking angrily: "Master! Master! People are not dead at all, they are still alive! In the end how..."

The man spoke halfway like a cock that was strangled by the neck, but couldn't say the rest of the words, turned into a scream, and ran out rolling and crawling.

Help!Dead man! ! !

The man ran in such a hurry that the door to the basement was not closed, and as far as he could see, he could see dried blood stains everywhere.

The black and red blood color is shocking!

Mu Jin left as soon as he said, lest Mrs. Cai come back to take revenge and see Uncle Zhong's unfinished business.

When Huang Youwei saw that Mu Jin was going back, he said goodbye together. Mr. Zhong immediately arranged for a driver to take them off. At first, Zhong wanted to go, but Mu Jin pushed her back and gave her a talisman, "Miss Zhong had better not leave these days. night road."

Zhong Qing held the talisman in her hand and nodded her head nodding, until she watched the backs of Mu Jin and her grandfather disappear at the gate before she came back to her senses.

Huang Youwei listened to Mu Jin's account of what had happened in the car, shook his head and sighed.In the face of money, what is family affection?

Mu Jin didn't say much, he had never met his relatives, and in his heart the old Taoist priest and Liu Banxian were his relatives.

When I walked halfway, I felt the jade cicada in my pocket shake slightly, and I knew that Mrs. Cai had returned for revenge.

He didn't need to think about what happened to the other party, but he didn't sympathize at all.

Harming others will eventually harm oneself, and people with evil intentions will not end well after all.

"The world of talismans is ever-changing, and the difference between righteous and evil is also weird and indistinguishable. Use it wisely but keep one mind in mind. If you have evil thoughts in your heart, you can save the world and save people. If you have evil thoughts in your heart, you will harm the world. You must keep it in mind, disciple."

The old Taoist's last words are still in his ears, and Mu Jin never dares to forget them.

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