A massive, thick fog enveloped him, making him feel as if he were the only person in the world. His voice, broken by fear, cried out, "Master Su! Master Su!"
There seemed to be many dark shadows in the mist, closing in on him step by step, extending their sharp claws, ready to tear him apart at any moment.
Su Lenghe threw the Taoist priest to the ground, her crystal-clear eyes widening suddenly, and said in an icy voice, "Why aren't you dispersing?"
The sound was ethereal, like a deity whispering in the clouds, yet it entered the ears clearly.
Upon hearing Su Lenghe's voice, Rong Yan felt the fog dissipate, revealing the scene he had just entered in the forest. He broke out in a cold sweat.
The night sky began to brighten, and slivers of light appeared in the east, piercing the horizon.
"I just saw a ghost," Rong Yan said, still shaken.
"They're just some wandering ghosts, they're only good for scaring people. Just leave them here and go."
Rong Yan quickly placed the person on the ground. His arms were almost not his own, and his back was soaked with sweat, but Su Lenghe showed no signs of fatigue.
Rong Yan felt that his body was too weak and lacked exercise.
But this is the middle of nowhere. If we just leave someone here, won't they die?
"Their souls have been taken away, and only places with heavy yin energy like this can ensure that their bodies will not be damaged."
The souls of these two young Taoist priests were taken away, and their actions were beyond their control. Although they did wrong, their sins did not warrant death.
Their actions will be punished by Heaven; they shouldn't have lost their lives in this way.
Most importantly, taking away souls is a violation of the laws of nature. Since she stumbled upon it, it is her karma, and she cannot ignore it.
Su Lenghe drew a circle, enclosing the two young Taoist priests within it, and then placed talismans to conceal their aura, so that wandering ghosts or spirits would not seize their bodies.
However, they only have a week at most. If their souls don't return to their original places, they will never be able to awaken again. The only solution is to start with the other party's sect. She has to go to Jiangcheng.
After a long day, Rong Yan and Su Lenghe were exhausted. On their way home, they happened to pass by the hospital where Rong Ce worked, so they decided to take a look first.
Neither of them noticed that there was a car parked at the corner of the side road.
After the others left, a young Taoist priest came out and walked towards the woods where the two had been. He clearly saw them bring people over, but there was nothing in the woods.
A tremendous sense of unease enveloped Xie Tianlin's heart. Two living people had vanished before his very eyes. If they were enemies, just how formidable would they be?
Watching the car drive away, he silently noted its location and followed behind.
In the Feng family's suburban villa.
The young Taoist priest kept crying, "Uncle-Master, could my senior brother be in danger? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Master Xiang was already overwhelmed with work, and Xie Qingxuan's constant crying was driving him crazy. With a dark face and a serious expression, he said, "If you cry again, I'll send you back to the temple."
Upon hearing this, Xie Qingxuan quickly shut his mouth, only daring to silently shed tears. He had begged his senior brother for a long time before he agreed to go down the mountain this time.
Moreover, if he leaves, I won't be able to see my senior brother right away.
Xiang Tianshi set up an altar and said to Xie Qingxuan, "Uncle-Master is going down there for a while, so be careful."
Xie Qingxuan nodded obediently, silently shedding tears.
Xiang Tianshi sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, made hand seals, and chanted incantations in a low voice. When he opened his eyes again, his soul had already arrived in the underworld.
He only saw Feng Zhen and Feng Li, the father and son wrestling together. Feng Li's body had returned to its healthy state, and he had Feng Zhen pinned down. A group of ghosts were watching the spectacle from the side.
"You dare to hit me, Feng Li!"
"Feng Zhen, how dare you say that? What kind of father are you? For your own selfish desires, you lied to me and said that as long as I contributed myself, you would give all the family property to Feng Yu."
"I never expected you to lie to me! If it weren't for the accidental fact that the Taoist priest was the one sharing my lifespan, Feng Yu might have been killed by you!"
"That's your own grandson! How could you do that!"
Feng Zhen scoffed, "I have so many children, what's the harm in sacrificing one or two?!"
"Besides, I gave you all your lives, so it's perfectly reasonable for you to sacrifice yourselves for me!"
Enraged by Feng Zhen's shameless remarks, Feng Li's eyes turned red. He punched Feng Zhen in the face, yelling, "You old bastard! You deserve to die! You ruined my rain!"
Feng Zhen spat, and the vomit landed on Feng Li's face.
This act was not harmful at all, only deeply humiliating. Feng Li's eyes were bloodshot, and he tightened his grip even more.
Feng Zhen's face was slapped to one side and quickly swelled up into a pig's head. He shouted incoherently, "Murder! The son killed his father!"
A ghost watching the commotion corrected, "We've been dead for a long time; we're not human, we're ghosts."
The town is under lockdown—is that even the point?
The son hit his father! How can these people be so heartless? Shouldn't they be helping him?
Feng Zhen said fiercely, "A son hits his father, and none of you help him?"
The ghost beside him laughed heartily and nodded repeatedly: "We should help!"
As they spoke, the group of ghosts swarmed and attacked Feng Zhen, their fists raining down on him. He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but a new punch immediately silenced him.
"Killing your own child, killing your own grandchild, you deserve to die!"
"You vicious person, I'll beat you to death!"
pain!
It hurts so much!
The pain was so intense he wanted to die. He realized that no matter how many punches he took, he couldn't pass out and could only endure the pain.
When the ghosts were exhausted from fighting, Master Xiang coughed lightly, and only then did the ghosts notice him.
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