Chapter 149: Possessed by a Ghost
Shen Wangshu's snacks were all prepared by his grandmother.
After she finished drinking the milk, she casually touched her hand and found a lollipop made by the nutritionist at home.
So Si Xue just looked at Shen Wangshu.
Watching her unpacking the lollipop, her eyes and brows were full of affirmation of the sugar content.
Si Xue really wanted to complain loudly: My family, who can understand that the omnipotent Xuan Yue is actually eating a lollipop in front of her.
Who would believe this if I told them?
If Shen Yuchen pointed at the person in front of him and said to her: This is Xuan Yue.
She would definitely think that Shen Yuchen was lying to her, and might even punch him a few times.
Si Xue took a deep breath and bowed to Shen Wangshu: "I'm sorry."
Dark clouds passed by, blocking out the moonlight.
The smoke from the incense burner twisted into a snake shape and the copper bell made a shrill sound.
Spiritual power condensed at Si Xue's fingertips, and the black dog's blood formed a net in the air.
The human-shaped black mist surrounding Shen Wangshu made ghostly howling sounds.
The black mist hit the blood net, making a sizzling sound like a branding iron entering water.
"Three, four, so fast, I can't count them anymore."
"Master Sister is so strong."
Si Xue chanted a spell and quickly stuck the soul-calming talisman on the blood net.
There were also a few evil spirits whose resentment was not as strong. They held their heads and rushed around in the blood net.
The blood net shrank and ghost howls rose up.
At the same time, another layer of blood-red magic circle was quietly covering the entire Linghe Mountain.
In the Taoist temple, Si Xue was about to subdue those evil spirits.
Si Hui smiled appreciatively and said, "It seems that Ah Xue's magic has improved. Last time, she couldn't subdue five evil spirits at the same time."
Si Yan looked up at the sky, smiled, raised the teacup in his hand, and said nothing.
The cold wind blew away the dark clouds, revealing a corner of the blood-red crescent moon.
Si Xue's spiritual energy suddenly stagnated, the ghostly energy of those evil spirits surged, and the blood net was torn apart.
Si Yan drank tea, covering the upturned corners of his lips.
The dojo has begun to become chaotic.
Those evil spirits attack indiscriminately.
Some of the disciples had been touched by evil spirits, and had several black handprints on their arms and calves.
"Something's wrong. There are too many ghosts."
"Junior brother, it's me, why are you hitting me?"
"Don't go over there, Junior Brother is possessed by a ghost."
Si Xue couldn't use her spiritual energy. She struggled to resist the evil spirit and shouted, "Don't panic, form a formation."
Si Hui's face was pale. He looked at the dark, human-shaped fog that filled the dojo, his fingers trembling. "What's going on? When did so many evil spirits appear on Linghe Mountain?"
He wanted to get up and help the little guys, but his body was out of control and he couldn't even lift his fingertips.
Si Yan put down the teacup and flew down. Wherever he passed, he would wave his finger and the evil spirits would be annihilated wherever his spiritual power passed.
"Great, it's Master."
"Uncle, please save my junior brother. He is possessed by a ghost."
One of the junior brothers was lying in the incense burner, his mouth full of ashes.
Si Yan stepped forward, his Taoist robe raised, and he stretched out his hand and slapped the evil spirit away from his junior brother's body.
"Thank you, uncle."
The junior fellow who was possessed by a ghost supported himself on the ground with his hands, retching and trying to spit out the incense ash in his mouth.
Gradually.
In the dojo, only Si Yan was showing off his skills.
Si Xue, the senior sister whom they envied in the past, was beaten back step by step by a vicious ghost.
Even the evil spirit was subdued by a junior sister who had just joined the sect.
Si Xue's legs and feet felt uncontrollably sore and weak. She held the broken talisman sword in her hand and tried hard to prevent herself from kneeling down.
Her bare arms were covered with dark and light black handprints, emitting a strong ghostly aura.
"Master uncle is so amazing."
"When will I be able to kill one with just a wave of my hand like my uncle?"
"Big Sister, are you okay?"
Si Xue shook her head. She was very frustrated. She thought she could show off in front of Xuan Yue and let Xuan Yue see her abilities.
As a result, she looked extremely ugly.
Si Xue clenched her teeth, and her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably as she tried to support her sore body.
Her intuition told her that she couldn't sit down.
She wants to stand up, stand upright.
Si Yan captured the last evil spirit. In front of everyone from Linghe Sect, he shouted at Si Hui, "Master, why are you trying to harm our Linghe Sect?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
The entire dojo fell silent, and no one dared to speak.
Si Yan pointed at Shen Wangshu and said, "You brought this person back, asked Si Xue to summon all the disciples in the sect back, and released so many evil spirits. Do you want to harm all the disciples?"
Si Hui opened his eyes wide, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a word.
Si Yan glanced at Si Xue and said, "Your senior sister is said to be a genius of Linghe Sect, but look at her now. She doesn't look like a senior sister at all."
The younger brothers and sisters looked at Si Xue and said, "Big Sister, please say something."
Si Xue was shivering, cold sweat pouring down her face, her vision blurred, and her tongue bitten by the tip of her teeth. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk, but just staying standing had exhausted all her strength.
Si Yan said coldly, "She released so many evil spirits and suffered backlash. It's her own fault."
One disciple did not believe Si Yan's words and shouted at Si Hui, "Master, please say something."
Si Hui didn't say anything, but a fierce ghost broke free from the soul-calming talisman, strangled the nearest young disciple, and then floated behind Si Hui.
The sound of gasps echoed throughout the dojo.
The other disciples gathered around.
The crying gradually became louder.
"Uncle Master, it's bad, my junior brother is gone."
"Little Junior Brother, wake up. Senior Sister promised to take you to the amusement park. Wake up, don't sleep anymore, come and see Senior Sister."
"Junior brother, I will help you sweep the floor from now on. Don't sleep here. The floor is cold. Wake up quickly, okay?"
"Junior brother, I'll give you the concert tickets for your favorite singer when you wake up. They've already been booked."
The junior brother didn't wake up. His face had lost all color and he looked like he was sleeping quietly.
The senior brothers and sisters with better spiritual power wanted to call back the soul, but the soul of the junior brother did not respond.
Someone knelt not far from Si Hui and kowtowed, "Master, please save my junior brother."
"Master."
"Master."
A large group of people knelt down.
"Master, please tell me something. What's going on with that evil spirit behind you?"
Si Hui was extremely sad. He looked at Si Yan with great sorrow. He was speechless and so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Si Yan said, "Look, even after collecting so many evil spirits, he was still attacked and vomited blood."
nonsense.
Si Hui's eyes were wide open with anger. The resentment of the evil spirit behind him affected him. The look in his eyes when he looked at Si Yan was filled with murderous intent.
Si Yan seemed so frightened that he took a step back. "Master, my brother Simian died in front of you that year, and you stood by and watched him die without saving him. Today, the youngest disciple of Linghe Mountain has been killed by the evil spirit you tamed. Linghe Sect cannot keep you alive today. I will not recognize any relatives and will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven."
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