Mr. Ma was shocked, "That's right. Does the little god have a wonderful method?"

"Of course there is, but it's just a little evil spirit, which can't hurt me. Let's go and see Mrs. Zun first."

Mr. Ma nodded and led the way himself.

They all the way to the main courtyard. As soon as they entered the door, Feng Wuyao noticed the smelly death aura.

It seems that if I come here two days later, the mansion can directly hold a funeral for Mrs. Ma.

Feng Wuyao raised his hand and waved his hand, and the bun suddenly appeared, which scared everyone.

Then I saw that the bun actually reached the left side of the main house door and began to swallow it in big mouthfuls towards a pot of flowers.

Everyone could only see the beast's strange movements, but they could not see how it devoured the dead energy.

After the dumplings were eaten, they slowed down, then roared wildly, rushed to the southeast corner of the yard, and began to swallow in big mouthfuls.

Mr. Ma was originally a little confused, but when the beast stopped and obediently arrived at the side of the little fairy Feng, he felt that the aura here was no longer so heavy.

So, is it indeed a spiritual object?

For a moment, the eyes of this bun were filled with a bit of respect.

Then several people entered the main house, and all the servants of Feng Wu Yaoming stood in the yard, and he was lifting the quilt covered by Mrs. Ma and throwing it directly on the ground.

In addition to being shocked, Mr. Ma did not forget to cover the new wife on the side.

Feng Wuyao punched a talisman at the quilt.

Then, there seemed to be a neighing sound in the room. After Ma Shishou was frightened, the quilt turned into a ball of ashes under the gaze of several people.

It was strange that there was no flame, but it turned into ashes.

Finally, Feng Wuyao signaled Mr. Ma to come forward and found a small cloth man from the ashes.

It is just a simple human form planted with a cloth, which can be seen that it is a woman and a woman.

On the back, Mrs. Ma’s birth date is written.

Mr. Ma only felt a chill on his back. He never expected that his wife was actually harmed by someone, so she would lie in bed and not get sick.

"This? Little God, please save my wife."

"Don't worry, this evil thing has been eliminated, and Mrs. Zun will be cured soon. Of course, some unclean people in this yard must be dealt with first. Otherwise, Mrs. Zun will sooner or later die the villain's hand!"

Mr. Ma's heart skipped a beat and he vaguely understood something, but he felt it was impossible.

Feng Wuyao gave Mrs. Ma a pill. As her originally gray complexion disappeared, her face was already covered with a faint pink color.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

Feng Wuyao shook his head, "No hurry, I'll tell me, pull out a few villains, and then Mr. Ma can interrogate himself."

Feng Wuyao stood at the door, raised his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a pretty girl was forced to kneel in front of the steps.

When a mantra was played, the little girl's eyes became dull, and she told her how she hurt her wife and how she listened to the benefits she promised by others.

Mr. Ma was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Then, Feng Wuyao captured another servant and made the same move.

This time, the slaves around the old lady of the Ma family were confessed. What else does Mr. Ma not understand?

So, is it really his mother who wants to harm his wife?
Chapter completed!