As for the fact that she tried to kill Shen Fei, the underworld would naturally decide the punishment.
Thinking of this, Wei Mian chanted a spell and soon a ghost dressed in purple, with iron chains around his body and two horns on his head appeared in front of her.
Wei Mian stepped forward and explained the whole story.
When the ghost heard that Zhao Xiaomei had started to harm people, he hurriedly took out the roster and took a look. Three months ago, there was indeed a woman whose soul had failed to be captured, and she had the same name and surname as the person in front of him.
After confirming her identity, the ghost took out an iron chain and tightly bound Zhao Xiaomei's soul.
"Don't even think about running away this time!"
Zhao Xiaomei wanted to resist, but she suddenly found that all her original strength had disappeared. The iron chain seemed to have some magical power that could restrict her movements!
"No, I don't want to go. Please let me go. I have to go home to find my husband!"
"Let me go! Let me go! Please, please let me go, I promise I will never hurt anyone again!"
However, no matter how she cried and screamed, the ghost seemed to be deaf to her cries. Because she was too noisy, he even sealed her mouth with magic.
The world suddenly became quiet.
After making sure that Zhao Xiaomei could not escape, the ghost turned to Wei Mian and bowed respectfully.
"I am Wang Wu, a warrior from the Qingping City God Temple. Thank you, Master Wei, for your help. I will take him away now. If you need me in the future, just let me know!"
"You're welcome. No one in the Dao sect would stand idly by if they saw something like this!"
After the two exchanged a few polite words, the purple-robed ghost took Zhao Xiaomei away.
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