The night was dark and foggy.
The Jia residence was a complete contrast to the brightly lit night before.
At this moment, the Jia family merged into the night.
Everything was completely silent, as if it was a corner forgotten by time. It was so quiet that it made one's scalp tingle, and every breath of air seemed to be filled with danger.
In the dead silence, a black shadow flashed quietly like a ghost.
The man in black robe was wrapped in a dark mist, and the corners of his clothes were faintly visible in the mist.
Jiang Suisui sat upright in the middle of the hall, his posture straight, his eyes sharp as he stared at the black shadow, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
She looked at the black-robed man's black mist mixed with lavender luck and gave a meaningful smile.
He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but remarkably clear in the stillness of the night: "The turtle stretched its neck and crawled out? It arrived quite on time!"
The man in black robe paused for a moment, then suddenly shook his sleeves, and the black robe rustled with the movement.
Veins popped out of his forehead as he shouted angrily: "You little brat, you're so rude and disrespectful to your elders!"
Jiang Suisui sneered, "You? Are you worthy of calling yourself an elder? You're a scheming person, doing dirty things in the dark, and you don't even think about yourself. How can you be considered an elder to me?"
The man in the black robe said: "You are just an idiot who only ruins my good deeds. Just like your master who talks about morality and justice but only pretends to be so arrogant, it makes me sick!"
When these words came out, a hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Suisui's eyes. He didn't expect that this rat would mention his master.
The disdain in her eyes grew even stronger. She sneered and mocked, "With you? Are you qualified to mention my master?"
A cold look flashed across the black-robed man's face.
He swung his black robe violently, and in an instant, a thick black mist surged out from behind him.
In the mist, a few evil ghosts with bared fangs and claws appeared faintly, roaring and roaring.
Jiang Suisui's temples were throbbing. He took out the gourd and shouted, "Sister Yang Qing!"
Yang Qing reacted quickly and rushed towards the evil spirits.
Yang Qing tried his best but could only hold back the five evil ghosts, preventing them from running rampant and scattering to attack everyone in the room.
Jiang Suisui took out a stack of ghost-suppressing talismans from his arms, and with a flick of his wrist, the talismans flew towards the evil spirits like a group of yellow birds.
Every time a talisman was stuck on an evil ghost, it would let out a painful roar, and the black mist would dissipate a little.
Jiang Suisui bit her fingertip hard, and blood gushed out instantly.
She used her finger as a pen and quickly drew seal characters in the air.
The man in black robe watched Jiang Suisui throw out piles of ghost-suppressing talismans one after another. The talismans flew like snowflakes, carrying strands of spiritual power, heading straight for the evil spirits he was driving.
The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
"To catch a thief, we must first catch the leader. I don't believe that I can't deal with you, a stinky girl!"
Thinking this in his mind, he suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed towards Jiang Suisui madly.
Jiang Qi rushed out from the side and kicked hard.
The man in black robe crashed straight into Jia Fugui's golden and dazzling wall like a kite with a broken string.
He fell heavily to the ground with a bang, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably. Even the hat on his head was thrown off, revealing a messy head of white hair.
Jiang Suisui took this opportunity to successfully immobilize all the evil spirits.
Yang Qingpiao returned to her side.
Jiang Suisui asked softly, "Are you hurt?"
Yang Qing shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm not hurt."
Jiang Suisui breathed a sigh of relief, slowly raised his hands, and clapped them twice.
In an instant, all the lights in the Jia family's house suddenly lit up. The strong light made the man in black robe's eyes go dark, and he instinctively raised his hands to block it.
When the man in black robe got used to it and slowly put down his hand, and saw the scene on the second floor and the wall clearly, his face turned black, as if he could squeeze out ink.
He saw the black muzzles of guns pointed at him from the railings on the second floor and the corners of the walls.
"You...you are so young and don't have martial ethics. We are occultists. If you don't compete with me in spells, how can you be a hero with your gun?"
Jiang Suisui: "You know I'm young! You're old, but you have the nerve to compete with a junior like me in spells, and you have the nerve to brazenly call yourself a hero? You're taking advantage of your age, how shameless!"
Jiang Suisui didn't want to deal with this garbage that trapped Song Xu and killed a bunch of people.
He took out the mantra talisman and threw it over. After thinking for a while, he threw five of them.
Just after shaking it, a small and exquisite paper crane flapped its wings and flew towards Jiang Suisui swayingly.
It rubbed Jiang Suisui's palm affectionately. Jiang Suisui opened the paper crane and saw her master's handwriting.
[This non-human thing is called Ji Luo. He is your junior uncle who is worse than pigs and dogs.
He has a treasure that can shield the secrets of heaven - Xuanji disk.
Ji Luo killed your master and stole it.
Because of that treasure, I couldn't find him. Remember to take it back and keep it for yourself, or leave it with your father!
Jiang Suisui: "Uncle Qi, please look around him to see if there is anything on him."
Jiang Qi walked towards the stunned Ji Luo and took out a palm-sized object that looked like an eight-treasure mirror from his arms.
The evening breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees dance.
Just as Jiang Qi handed the thing to Jiang Suisui, a terrifying thunderbolt accompanied by rumbling thunder struck directly towards the black-robed man Ji Luo.
Jiang Suisui holding the Xuanji Plate...scares me!
Everyone was stunned.
Some people couldn't help but murmur to themselves: "How many evil things must one have done to deserve being struck by lightning!"
After being struck by lightning, Ji Luo instantly turned into a ball of charcoal, and everything was pitch black.
Yang Qing's figure flashed and floated to Ji Luo's side. He probed and slowly uttered four words: "Soul flying and scattered."
Everyone walked towards the villa courtyard. Jia Fugui hid behind Team Xiong and peeked in: "Niece, are you okay? Are you okay?"
Jiang Suisui nodded and pretended to take out incense and candles from her bag and handed them to Yang Qing.
Yang Qing walked to the four corners naturally.
Golden light flashes, merit arrives, and evil spirits disappear.
When the dust settled, Jiang Suisui raised her eyes, looked at Yang Qing, and called softly, "Sister Yang Qing."
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