Upon closer inspection, the man's complexion was no better than the woman's, and in fact, it was even worse.

A little girl, about three or four years old, was sitting at the foot of the bed. She looked very cute and innocent, and was obviously not quite aware of what had happened in her home.

The master spoke first: "Hello, I am Ma Tianxiong, who is in charge of handling this matter."

"He was also a disciple of the Maoshan School of Taoism, with the Taoist name Hanyunzi."

What happened in your family? Could you tell me in detail?

The woman looked up at her master, then lowered her head again.

"It's no use. The one who died also claimed to be a Taoist priest from Maoshan, but what happened? He was killed in less than two minutes after meeting that female ghost."

"That female ghost wants to torture us; she wants to torture us to death little by little."

"It's no use...we'll be dead soon..."

"Your arrival is nothing more than another corpse."

"You saw that Taoist priest downstairs too. He boasted about himself to the skies, but he had no skills at all."

"You can leave, just leave us here to die."

I looked up at my master, and his expression became somewhat unnatural:

"Master, this..."

My master raised his hand, signaling me not to speak, and instead drew talismans in the air.

I remember the steps of the incantation that my master outlined; it was a calming talisman.

But as the painting progressed, it became somewhat different.

It looked somewhat like an exorcism talisman, which puzzled me, and I couldn't help but wonder what kind of talisman it was.

After Master drew the talisman in the air, he gently touched the woman's forehead with his finger. I could feel a faint fluctuation coming from Master's fingertip!