Lianyi looked at her daughter's red face that looked like a monkey's butt, with an expression that was hard to describe.

"Mom, do I look good?"

Seeing her mother staring at her face, Song Qingmei immediately showed off.

"Well, it's not bad. It will look better on stage."

Lian Yi said against her will.

Then she was pulled into the auditorium by her daughter. After settling the two of them down, Qingmei went backstage. Their class's performance was the third one, which was relatively early, so they had to wait in the backstage area in advance.

After Lianyi sat down with Dabao, she greeted the people on both sides with a smile and asked about what programs were on. When she learned that Feng Nianhua's poetry recitation was in the second half, she held Dabao in her arms and started watching the program.

Although the program was simple and the sound system was poor, the children were energetic and performed with passion. After each performance, Lianyi led Dabao in applause.

After Qingmei finished her performance, she came back to find Lianyi, who lowered her voice and said:

"You take Dabao to watch the show. I feel sick in my stomach, so I need to go to the toilet."

"Turn right after you leave the auditorium. The toilet is in the south corner."

"I know. I saw someone go there. Keep an eye on Dabao."

Lianyi gave one more instruction and then left.

But she didn't go to the bathroom. Instead, she flashed to the backstage. After taking a look around, she saw Feng Nianhua posing with his hands raised in the corner.

She walked over and said:

"Student Feng!"

Feng Nianhua heard someone calling him, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Song Qingmei's mother. An unnatural look flashed across his face, and he coughed lightly before asking:

"Hello, Auntie, what can I do for you?"

"Mr. Feng, there are some things that are inconvenient to say here. Can you come with me for a while? It will only take you five minutes. It's about the love letter you wrote to my daughter."

Lianyi naturally saw the reluctance on Feng Nianhua's face, so she immediately gave him a reason that he could not refuse.

Song Qingmei originally planned to burn those love letters, but after Lianyi saw them, she kept one as evidence that the other party was pursuing her daughter.

Of course, Song Qingmei was still quite reserved and did not specifically reply to Feng Nianhua, otherwise it would have caused some minor trouble.

Sure enough, when Feng Nianhua heard the word "love letter", his face changed and he immediately followed Lianyi out of the backstage.

After the two found a secluded place, Lianyi spoke:

"Student Feng, you are older than Qingmei and have experience in rural areas. I think you and your family are too complicated and not suitable for an ordinary working-class family like ours.

Qingmei is not suitable for you. Besides, you are students now, so it is better to focus on studying.

Besides, after the robbery you experienced, I feel that you lack the responsibility of a man and are unable to protect our Qingmei. I hope you will not disturb her again in the future!

Otherwise I don't mind handing your love letter to your teacher or your parents."

Lianyi's mouth opened and closed, and the words she said made Feng Nianhua feel ashamed. He just lowered his head and didn't notice Lianyi's eyes.

Although Lianyi kept talking, it was just to distract Feng Nianhua. Her eyes swept over the other person and finally locked onto his neck.

Because she was hanging her head, the red rope around her neck was clearly exposed to her sight. Lianyi raised her hand and sent out a stream of spiritual power, which attached to the red rope and finally gathered on the black bead.

With a "click" sound, Lianyi's ears moved. It should be that the beads where the evil spirit was hiding were broken by her, but Feng Nianhua did not notice it.

A black ball the size of a pearl flew out from Feng Nianhua's neck and scattered in all directions the next second.

Lianyi immediately chased after them, but this time she used her spiritual power to drive the deadly silk, which entangled the black air and strangled some of them, but some still escaped.

Feng Nianhua looked dazed for a moment. When he looked up again, there were no ripples. He scratched his head and could only go back to the backstage alone.

Shijiu discovered the moment Lianyi made his move. He immediately locked onto the evil soul's whereabouts and assisted Lianyi in strangling the other party.

Unfortunately, the evil spirit was very proficient in the art of splitting souls, and a part of it still escaped.

Lianyi tried but failed to summon the Red Lotus Karma Fire in the space. Finally, she used the evil dagger to suck away the black air that was shattered and out of control. Then she began to inquire about the whereabouts of the remaining souls.

"He escaped, and he is even weaker than when he started. I couldn't find him for a while, but considering his current weakness, he probably can't escape from this school."

Shijiu responded quickly this time.

"Please take the trouble to look for it. It would be best if we can solve this problem at once. I'm borrowing this body and leaving it here. We can't keep chasing after the evil spirit. It would make everyone very tired."

"I'll try my best."

Shijiu responded and disappeared. Lianyi took the opportunity to return to her seat and took Dabao from her daughter's arms.

Three more programs passed, and the show that Feng Nianhua had prepared for a long time was finally performed. Lianyi looked at the other party's face and shook his head helplessly. His ending was even worse than Luo Junsheng's.

Because the evil soul has absorbed other people's luck through Feng Nianhua, it will be retaliated after being attacked by himself. As the medium abandoned by the evil soul, Feng Nianhua will also be in trouble.

Sure enough, when Feng Nianhua stood in front of the microphone and recited a line of poetry, sparks came out of the microphone and then exploded the next second.

"ah!!!"

Feng Nianhua's screams echoed throughout the auditorium. Students, teachers and parents who came to watch the show were all frightened, and some people had already started running out.

Lianyi held Dabao in her arms with one hand, held Qingmei with the other hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't be afraid, don't run around, just stay where you are."

Qingmei and Dabao were both frightened. After hearing what Lianyi said, they immediately stood next to her.

When the people from the school security department arrived, they immediately controlled the situation and sent Feng Nianhua, who was covering his face and wailing, to the hospital. The rest of the programs could not be performed due to equipment problems, and that year's school anniversary came to an end.

Lianyi took Qingmei and Dabao back home. On the way, Qingmei asked with lingering fear:

"Mom, what happened? How come Feng Nianhua fell down with blood all over his face when I bent down to give Dabao a piece of candy? Is there an enemy spy?"

"I was watching the show the whole time, and it seemed like there was something wrong with the microphone, sparks flew, and then it exploded somehow."

Ripple tells the truth.

"fortunately!"

Song Qingmei muttered something, but as for what she was lucky about, she was probably the only one who knew.

The evil soul, which was nearly destroyed by the ripples, used the soul-splitting technique to preserve a wisp of its soul at the last moment. Because of its panicked escape, the evil soul finally attached itself to a fallen pen and fell into a deep sleep.

"Lianyi, the evil spirit disappeared again."

The stone mortar responded to the ripples that night.

"He must have been seriously injured this time. I feel that the Heavenly Dao is suppressing my use of spatial spiritual power more and more."

Ripple said calmly.

"The other party should be hiding again. All you can do now is wait!"