Thanks to Jiang Xiancao's bracelet, Jiang Huaizhu is now afraid of anyone who is related to the mysterious arts.

Not to mention the renowned war god Shen Yubai. Even though he was poisoned and lost all his martial arts, he was still able to take charge of the Imperial City Division and intimidate the nobles. Not to mention that he himself was deeply involved in metaphysics and was not someone she could afford to offend.

Take the Taoist nun beside him, for example. Although her appearance could only be described as pretty and elegant, her whole temperament was like that of winter pine and plum blossoms. She was cold and detached, and also carried a righteousness that did not tolerate evil. Jiang Huaizhu just looked at her from a distance, and was frightened by the awe in her eyes, and his heart trembled.

Jiang Huaizhu immediately realized that this Taoist nun had great cultivation and was here to capture her today.

If the imperial guards hadn't held a knife against her, she would have turned around and wanted to escape. At this moment, she could only watch Shen Yubai and the Taoist nun walk towards her step by step, getting closer and closer.

Jiang Jinyan still didn't understand what the secret behind "Chu Yushu" was, and kept questioning Jiang Xiancao:

"What did you do with a Taoist nun? What on earth do you want to do to Sister Yu Shu?!"

Jiang Xiancao was too lazy to pay attention to him. He asked someone to cover Jiang Jinyan's mouth with a rag and said politely to the Taoist nun:

"Please ask Fairy Meng to help."

Fairy Meng returned the greeting calmly, then her eyes became sharp, and the whisk in her hand, carrying a cold breeze filled with a faint fragrance, was swung directly towards Jiang Huaizhu's face.

After being hit by the cold wind, Jiang Huaizhu felt cold all over and could not move.

A green light like a ghostly fire appeared in her eyes, and the green light was like a candle in the wind, and her soul was shaking as if trying to rush out of this body.

When the Jiang family saw this scene, they were all shocked.

Even Old Lady Qin, who had fainted from anger before, woke up and stared at Chu Yuxu with wide eyes, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

“This, this is…”

Jiang Jinxing covered his mouth and took a step back. "What's wrong with Miss Chu? Why is she having ghost lights?"

Jiang Xiancao kindly reminded, "Because she is originally a ghost. Hasn't the Second Young Master heard of the story of the resurrection of the dead?"

Although the green light was dim and swaying, it was very strong. Nun Meng's expression became even colder, and she swung her whisk again, hitting Jiang Huaizhu's face directly.

Jiang Huaizhu looked extremely painful. She only felt a burning pain on her face where the whisk touched her. Her soul seemed to be burning in the fire, but she was unable to break free.

Being born in this world is like being tortured in the sea of fire of hell. This feeling of living in suffering is truly worse than death!

If she could move, she would definitely reach out and strangle herself to death!

The green light became increasingly dimmer, and finally went out completely when Jiang Huaizhu's soul became numb from the pain.

Jiang Huaizhu's soul rushed out of Chu Yusu's body and floated in the air.

She looked around in horror. This feeling of helplessness finally made her understand what a wandering ghost was.

The soul without the support of the body was extremely weak. It was noon at this time, and Jiang Huaizhu's soul was damaged by more than half just by being exposed to the sunlight, and was about to dissipate.

She didn't want to die. If she died like this, her soul would be shattered and she would never be able to reincarnate!

Jiang Xiancao raised his head and looked at the struggling weak soul in the air with cold eyes.

The Jiang family could not see Jiang Huaizhu's soul. They only saw the Taoist nun who seemed to have a very important background swipe "Chu Yusu"'s face twice with a whisk, and Chu Yusu fell to the ground and fell asleep silently.

"Is this, dead?" Jiang Jinxing murmured in disbelief.

Old Lady Qin stepped forward tremblingly, stretched out her fingers to gently feel Chu Yushu's breath, and then she didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or what to do, but said in a stiff voice, "Not dead, still alive!"

Unlike the other members of the Jiang family present, she had learned about sorcery and was well aware that the two moves the Taoist nun had just made were genuine attempts to exorcise evil spirits.

Now, the evil spirit that originally attached to Chu Yuxu has been driven out, and the soul of the original owner of this body has not returned to its place, so it gives people the illusion of sleep.

But what Old Lady Qin really cared about was not the life or death of her real granddaughter.

She was filled with anger at being deceived!

Who was that "Chu Yushu" whom she had cherished and nurtured so much?!

Which shameless bastard came here to deceive her and the Marquis? !

Jiang Xiancao seemed to see the doubt in Mrs. Qin's eyes and whispered in her ear:

"Have you, old lady, forgotten the adopted daughter who has been in the Marquis' Mansion for sixteen years and has always been doted on by your entire family?

Don't you think Chu Yushu is somewhat similar to her?"