Xiang Dongshu reacted and rushed over to pull Xiang Xinian to his side. He took out a talisman from his pocket and threw it at the black mist, not caring what the talisman was supposed to do.
"ah!"
The girl screamed, pitifully patting her braids, which were charred by the talisman, her face showing signs of retreat. Luckily, she dodged quickly, otherwise this terrifying thing would have hit her.
Just as Xiang Xinian released the girl, the old man swiftly produced a binding talisman. Before the girl could recover, she felt something pulling at her.
In an instant, her body flew into the air, heading in the direction of the old man.
The girl reached out her hand, tears welling in her eyes, and cried out for help: "Brother! Help me!!"
Xiang Xinian felt a shiver run through his body. A look of confusion and helplessness flashed in the boy's eyes as he stammered, "Uncle, save her..."
"Xi Nian? What's wrong with you!" Xiang Dongshu tucked the boy under his arm, gritted his teeth, and finally pulled out a talisman from another pocket, throwing it at the old man. "I'm sorry!"
He couldn't see the female ghost's face clearly, but he could hear her shrill screams. The female ghost seemed to know Xinian; were those repeated calls of "brother" just a common way of addressing him based on age, or did they have a deeper meaning?
Furthermore, Xinian's entire demeanor was off. Xiang Dongshu absolutely could not let the old man take the female ghost away.
With Xiang Dongshu's help, the female ghost managed to escape from the binding talisman, but her right foot was burned by the talisman and turned into a wisp of ash before disappearing.
The female ghost, enduring the pain, darted behind Xiang Dongshu, crying out, "That old man is going to capture me to make medicine! Save me... save me..."
As Xiang Dongshu's thoughts raced, he straightened up, his imposing aura rising. "I wonder which sect you belong to? I am a member of the Xiang family from Guizhou Island. I beg you to show mercy and spare this female ghost this time."
"The Xiang family?" The old man repeated the three words in a low voice, his eyes sharpening. "I don't care if you go forward or backward. Don't even think about leaving here until you return my medicinal herbs!"
A ruthless glint appeared on the old man's face as he coldly stared at the Xiang family uncle and nephew, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Neither of you has the ability to see ghosts, you're just half-baked feng shui masters, yet you dare to stop me! Dream on!"
As the old man launched his verbal attack, he instantly produced three talismans, chanted an incantation, and the three talismans suddenly burst into eerie blue flames. The talismans rushed towards Xiang Dongshu and his companions with tremendous speed, carrying a chilling aura.
Xiang Dongshu held Xinian in his arms, while fumbling for the talismans in his pocket, his mind racing to figure out which one could defend against the attack.
He turned his back to the enemy, fully prepared to protect the person in his arms.
The blue flames drew near, baring their fangs and claws.
The female ghost bit her lip. If she stepped forward to block him now, she would probably have to sacrifice half of her body. But if she hid behind this person, given his abilities, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The female ghost glanced at the unconscious Xiang Xinian, then made a snap decision. Since he was already a ghost who had died once, she might as well…
"Thankfully, I made it in time."
A clear and melodious female voice rang in her ears. The female ghost looked up and saw only a figure wearing a black, fitted long dress from behind. The hand behind her back was fair and graceful, with red woven decorations on the sleeve, swaying gently in the wind.
A beautiful woman stood in their way.
The incoming talismans were easily neutralized, leaving the victim unharmed.
Not far away, a handsome and aloof young man walked over unhurriedly.
The female ghost had never seen such a stunning appearance. The man's chilling aura, enough to make her flee in panic, hung over her head like a sharp, cold sword.
The female ghost felt herself trembling.
It wasn't until the pretty woman spoke that the female ghost realized she wouldn't have to die a second time.
"This talisman was the one that got me and Qian Bolun in that car last time!" The pretty woman's voice gradually turned cold. "Whose is it?"
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