Chapter 30 At the crucial moment, Qingbao still had to step in.
"Master Wufeng is amazing! All the evil spirits have come out!"
"Yes, hurry up and collect them, and then..." Madam Si said, her cold gaze falling on Qingbao, and continued,
"Then we'll get rid of this evil star for our Si family and rid them of this scourge."
Since Sihe and her daughter returned to Beijing today.
The Si family suffered misfortune time and time again.
If Qingbao isn't eliminated soon, the consequences will be dire.
"Madam Si, you should worry about whether he can get rid of this evil spirit or not." Qingbao didn't indulge her.
She had never even called the person in front of her "grandmother".
“If even Daoist Wufeng can’t get rid of him, then no one can,” Madam Si said.
Qingbao scoffed, "Really? Then let him get rid of it."
Master Wufeng was holding his sword, fighting back against the evil spirits, when he heard someone doubting his strength.
He immediately turned his head and frowned, "You mere child, how dare you underestimate me? It seems you don't know how powerful I am until I show you my skills."
He tossed the peach wood sword into the air.
The sword glowed with golden light as it pierced towards the evil spirit, dispersing the black aura.
"Master is mighty!" the two apprentices shouted in unison.
Madam Si had never seen such a scene before, and admiration ignited in her eyes. "Amazing! No wonder you are a Taoist priest."
"Master Wufeng's cultivation level is probably on the verge of ascending to immortality." Si Han was quite envious.
Si Ye stamped his foot anxiously, "Qingbao, didn't you say he couldn't subdue it? How come..."
The black mist has clearly been dispersed.
Did Qingbao make a mistake in her judgment?
Qingbao ate another grape nonchalantly, "It's impossible to tame it."
She wasn't wrong.
The black mist on the roof was then pierced and dispersed.
Just as everyone was gloating, thinking the evil spirits had been eliminated, the black mist began to gather again from all directions.
He tightly wrapped the peach wood sword of Daoist Wufeng.
Then.
call out--
He stabbed at Master Wufeng.
Master Wufeng's eyes widened, and before he could even register the fear, he clasped his hands together to block his own sword.
Unfortunately, evil spirits used this opportunity to their advantage.
His magic actually defeated himself.
Master Wufeng retreated dozens of steps and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood mist floated in the air, but was quickly swallowed up by the black evil energy.
"This evil spirit is so...powerful."
Master Wufeng was seriously injured and collapsed on the ground.
His two apprentices knelt down to help him up, looking very nervous.
Madam Si and Si Han, standing to the side, turned deathly pale upon seeing this.
Seeing that the evil spirit was about to rush into the house, he reported to Si Zhao again.
Qingbao stood up and lightly waved her judge's pen.
The evil spirit suddenly stopped at the doorway, slowly revealing countless human faces, terrifying everyone present to the point of losing their souls.
"Ah! A ghost! A ghost!!!" Madam Si's limbs went weak, and she kept leaning back, her facial muscles trembling wildly.
Si Han could no longer maintain his icy demeanor and helped his mother back.
The mother and son hid behind Master Wufeng.
Master Wufeng: ...
He was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"I...I'm still seriously injured, you guys..."
Are you using me as a shield?
They have absolutely no conscience.
"Qingqing...Qingbao, is this...the true face of those evil spirits? Why did you let them out? They're terrifying!"
Si Ye swallowed hard. This big man was actually shrinking down and hiding behind the little girl.
Unfortunately, the little ball of milk was too small; only his head could be hidden.
“Yes, that’s what they looked like when they were alive.” Qingbao nodded innocently.
Upon hearing this...
Summoning her courage, Madam Si stepped forward and asked, "This old woman greets everyone!"
When the leader of the spirits saw that it was an elderly person who treated him with courtesy, he calmed down a little.
But the question, still chillingly asked, was, "Who are you!"
"I am the matriarch of the Si family. Inside the room is my third grandson, Si Zhao. Si Zhao is not a bad person, but I don't know why he has offended you all. Why do you want to kill him?"
Madam Si's heart pounded, but she remained standing firm, asking the reason for the matter.
“We don’t want to retaliate against him either!” the leader said, his face darkening again.
Countless terrifying pressures pressed everyone present to the ground, bending over and unable to straighten up.
Only Qingbao stood there, so small.
She walked briskly to her great-grandmother's side and took her hand in hers.
In an instant, the old lady was able to stand up.
She looked at Qingbao with a look of surprise and delight, feeling extremely happy.
Si Ye, the second uncle who had been separated from Qing Bao, was slapped to the ground with a thud, his face almost flattened.
Waaaaah, I clung to their leg, so why am I always the one who gets hurt?
"What are you?" The evil spirit felt a faint sense of fear upon seeing the suddenly appearing little bundle of milk.
She exudes a powerful force that can suppress all ghosts and gods.
She's so young, how come she looks so terrifying?
The evil spirit drifted back half a step, and countless phantoms behind it also retreated.
"Don't you have any manners?" Qingbao frowned unhappily. "I'm a baby, not an object."
The evil spirit paused, then spoke with difficulty, "Hello, baby."
"Hello." Qingbao's expression softened a bit, and she smiled sweetly, looking incredibly cute.
It almost killed the evil spirit with cuteness.
Oh no, he was already dead.
"Qingbao, what are you doing causing trouble over there? Come back here!" Si Han's face was pressed against the ground, almost deformed, but he still managed to call out to Qingbao.
Madam Si said to Si Han, "Let her go. She's a jinx; she might be able to ward off evil spirits."
Otherwise, why is everyone else being pressed to the ground while Qingbao isn't?
It's clear that her malevolent aura is too strong, and even evil spirits can't do anything about her.
Perfect, fight poison with poison.
"ah--"
The next instant, Madam Si and her son Si Han were suffocated by the surrounding black energy.
A sharp pain shot through my chest.
The two men's faces contorted, their throats filled with a metallic taste, and they spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Lord Evil Spirit, they have not offended you,” Master Wufeng said.
The actions of these evil spirits seem quite chivalrous at the moment, and they should be reasonable.
The evil spirit glared at them angrily, "Speak politely to this baby, or don't blame me for killing you!"
Even if Qingbao stood there motionless, the aura of the Yin Judge still firmly controlled them.
They only wanted revenge, not to be wiped out.
"Wh-what?" Madam Si asked in horror.
Could it be that Qingbao has already sided with the evil spirits?
"Qingbao, how could you betray the Si family and get involved with evil spirits... Pfft!" Madam Si hadn't finished speaking.
Another sharp pain caused her to cough up blood and faint.
"Mother!" Si Han dared not say another word.
His eyes were red as he stared at Madam Si.
Master Wufeng: "Amitabha, I have already reminded you, but you still have to say it. I am truly impressed."
"Evil spirit, if you have any grievances, you can come to me. I beg you to spare my third grandson!" Old Madam Si knelt down and pleaded.
The evil spirit looked at Qingbao.
Qingbao nodded, "Go ahead and say it."
The evil spirit spoke to someone present, saying, "If you hand over that person, I promise to leave immediately and never harm anyone again!"
"Who?" Si Han frowned in thought. "We don't know who you're referring to."
The evil spirit said, word by word, "Si, Yao!"
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