Soon, the man came towards the smoking room with the rag doll in his hand, looking panicked.
He kept his head down and his eyes never left the rag doll in his hands.
I told the ghost Xiao Hei: "It's time to start!"
Then, I chanted a spell and clapped my hands on the soul collecting bucket, and the lid of the soul collecting bucket opened immediately. Then the ghost Xiao Hei turned into a black shadow and appeared in the smoking room.
But the Yin Ling Xiao Hei is a spirit and is invisible, so those smokers cannot see him.
After the ghost Xiao Hei appeared, he used his power, and as the ghost energy surged, all the smokers were controlled. Their bodies were fixed in place, and their eyes looked a little dazed.
Their consciousness was temporarily affected by the evil spirit Xiao Hei.
Afterwards, the ghost Xiao Hei waved his hand, and a stream of ghost energy "poofed" and hit the monitor. The monitor was originally white, and it was flashing red spots.
But soon, the red light flashed a few times and then became dim.
There were eight smokers in total. In order to avoid being burned by cigarette butts, I walked over, put out the cigarette butts in their hands one by one, and threw them into a tin bucket.
At this time, the uneasy-looking man had already rushed into the smoking room carrying a rag doll.
"Master, I've got the doll." The man said nervously.
But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly cried out in pain.
“Ouch!”
I noticed that the rag doll's eyes rolled around, and it actually tilted its head, opened its mouth and bit the back of the man's hand.
The man panicked and tried to throw the doll off the back of his hand, but the doll's mouth was tightly biting on the back of his hand and refused to let go.
"Ahem, ahem, you little bastard, how dare you hurt your mother? I'll teach you a lesson."
An old voice came from the rag doll's mouth.
Soon, a thin layer of ghostly aura enveloped the rag doll.
The ghostly aura was not strong, which confirmed what I had seen before, that the ghost of this old lady was just a little ghost.
"Mom, please stop biting me. My hands are bleeding."
The man sat on the ground, his hand bitten by the rag doll still dripping blood.
When I saw this scene, I quickly took out the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, used the Liuyun Body Skill, and went in front of the rag doll.
"Little devil, if you don't stop, I will kill you."
With a wave of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, the aura of goodness activated the sword body, turning it into a scarlet red color.
With a flash of red light, it slashed towards the rag doll.
Unexpectedly, the doll's reaction was very flexible, and it even let out a strange "hehe" laugh from its mouth.
Immediately afterwards, the rag doll slid quickly on the ground and rushed towards me.
Damn, this kid really doesn't know his own limitations.
I chanted a spell and my spiritual energy activated the "Fireball Technique".
With a bang, a small fireball popped out from between my fingers.
The fireball flew quickly and hit the rag doll directly.
“Puff!”
The rag doll was blown away by the fireball, and the soul of the little ghost inside, carrying ghost energy, suddenly jumped out of the rag doll.
What surprised me was that the rag doll was not burned by the flames when it was attacked by the fireball.
After the little ghost appeared, it slowly formed a soul body that looked like an old lady.
The old lady's spirit body looked very old. Her face was dark and yellow, with wrinkles of varying depths covering her cheeks.
His hair had turned gray, and there were black spots near his ears.
Her nose was not big, and when she opened her mouth, her teeth looked black, as if they were painted with ink.
The old lady stared at me with her ghostly eyes and scolded me, "Who are you? Why are you meddling in our family's affairs? I'm dealing with my son, why do you care?"
I snorted coldly and said unhappily, "Who am I
You can't even see it, it seems you are really a little ghost. Let me tell you, I am a ghost-catching Taoist priest, specializing in dealing with little ghosts like you who want to harm people."
When the old lady heard this, her face turned ugly.
"You are a Taoist priest who catches ghosts. Do you want to kill me?"
An uneasy expression appeared on the old lady's face.
I smiled and said, "It's not a killing. I can see that you have never killed anyone, and there is no death energy in your soul. So, old lady, I can send you to the underworld. You should stop being stubborn and want to stay in the world of the living."
The old lady didn't react much when she heard what I said.
The man on the side was covering his hands and groaning.
The back of his hand was only slightly scratched, just a minor injury. But his extremely painful expression really made me feel uncomfortable.
"No, I don't want to go to the underworld. I just want to stay with my little granddaughter."
The old lady is a bit stubborn and has a strong character.
The man sat on the ground, sighing and saying to his mother, "Mom, you're already dead, why are you still here? The Taoist priest is kind enough to send you to the underworld, why don't you just go there? You stayed here to scare our family to death. Am I your son? You only want to see your granddaughter grow up, why don't you think about us?"
The man kept complaining.
When the old lady heard this, a scarlet look appeared in her eyes, and she was obviously angry.
"Of course I recognize you as my son, but you are unfilial. Only Xiaomi is good to me. When I was alive, she often called me. But you, my son, never call me once all year round. If I hadn't died, would you have come back to mourn me?"
The old lady's words became more and more weird.
The anger in her soul was still increasing, and the claws on her hands turned black.
The man was speechless after being questioned. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words: "I am busy. I am doing this to make money. Xu Ting, you know how much Xiaomi's mother spends. If I don't work hard, how can we maintain this family?"
"Humph! How unfilial. You only have your wife and your daughter in your heart, not me as your mother, right?"
"When your father died, you didn't even see him for the last time. When your father closed his eyes, he was still muttering your name. But you didn't go back until three days later. How unfilial!..."
The more the old lady spoke, the more resentful she became.
Suddenly her soul became twisted and hideous, and she shouted at the top of her voice: "I won't leave. I want to see Xiaomi grow up and go to college."
Unexpectedly, the old lady's obsession was quite strong.
When the old lady and the man were angry, the ghost Xiao Hei brought the rag doll that fell on the ground to me.
"Master, here you go."
I took the doll from the ghost's hand and looked at it. On the surface, there was nothing special about the doll. But why didn't the previous fireball burn it to ashes
This is what I'm curious about.
Then I took out a knife and cut the doll's body in half.
However, as soon as I opened the doll's body, I saw what was inside.
The inside of the rag doll is not hollow, but actually contains a puppet.
Moreover, the appearance of the wooden man was exactly the same as that of the dead old lady.
Also, the old lady’s birth date and a string of mysterious Buddhist patterns are engraved on the wooden figure.
How could Buddha patterns be carved on the wooden man? The old lady is a ghost and should be rejected.
Just when I was about to take the wooden man out of the rag doll's body, the old lady noticed us.
"Kid, what are you doing? Don't touch my things!!"
The old lady finished speaking.
The ghost energy surged and rushed towards me.
I snorted coldly, and the good energy in my body surged, and at the same time I released the pure yang aura in my body.
The pure Yang aura was activated, and in an instant, lines of pure Yang power were added to the old lady's ghost.
All of a sudden, the old lady's soul became weak. Before she could fall on me, her soul fell to the ground, twisting and wailing constantly, looking very painful.
"Aaaaah, wooooah..."
The old lady kept screaming, and her voice was heartbreaking.
The man couldn't bear to see this. He stood up, holding his elbow with one hand, and pleaded for her mother: "Master, please... please let my mother go. She is angry with me, but she loves my daughter Xiaomi. She wants to see my daughter grow up, and there is nothing wrong with that."
"Besides, my daughter is fine."
The man is speaking from his perspective.
But from my perspective, I am a Taoist priest who catches ghosts, so I can't just ignore it.
Ghosts and humans are separated by yin and yang, so it is best if they do not invade each other.
I interrupted the man, shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you. I still have to get her out of here."
As I said this, I turned to the old lady who was rolling on the ground and said, "Auntie, you are a good person and have never done anything bad in your life. But you made a mistake today. Although your son is not filial, he is your son after all. You still have to forgive him. As for your love for your granddaughter, I believe that your son and daughter-in-law will fulfill their responsibilities. You can go on your journey with peace of mind."
The man also advised: "That's right, Mom, just listen to the Taoist priest. He is a ghost-catching Taoist priest and knows more about things than us."
But the old lady's soul was still rolling and tumbling, without saying a word.
She was silently enduring the pain in her soul and body.
You know, the pure yang aura that I display is blessed with spiritual energy.
This old lady, ah, how can I describe it, she is too thoughtful.
The man couldn't bear it any longer and kept begging, "Master, please stop. I beg you. I don't want to exorcise my mother anymore. I... I want her to stay. I want her to stay. Please. I beg you."
I didn't say anything either.
The man was at a loss of what to do. He fell to his knees with a plop.
"It's my fault. It's all my fault..."
The man muttered and slapped himself in the face with his hands.
“Pah, pah!”
The slap was loud.
The man's tears rolled down his eyes. His voice was choked with sobs and he couldn't make a sound.
I also felt unhappy in my heart, so I shook my head and put away my pure yang aura.
The old lady's soul stopped twisting and shrank into a ball.
But her eyes were fixed on her son, looking over.
"I am not a human being, I am not filial, I am wrong..."
The man was still slapping himself.
The old lady made a hoarse sound in her throat: "Son, please don't hit me. I, I, I forgive you."
The man finally stopped slapping himself, knelt in front of his mother, kowtowed continuously, and admitted his mistakes.
The old lady sighed and said in a vague voice: "Forget it, forget it. Maybe it's not your fault. Maybe this is my fate. As for my little granddaughter, I'll leave her to you and Xu Ting to take care of. You should raise her well."
Having said this, the old lady's soul began to tremble, as if she was about to collapse at any time.
When I saw this scene, I quickly took out the calming talisman and burned it.
As the talisman burned, wisps of smoke wrapped around the old lady's soul.
The old lady's soul gradually stabilized.
(to be continued)
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