Balian looked sad, he didn't expect things in the world to be so unpredictable.

Hearing Balian's shouts, Meng Zifei sobbed and shrugged, and raised his head with tears on his face to meet Balian's concerned gaze.

He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, unable to hold back his tears, and gritted his teeth and said:

"It's evil spirits! It's evil spirits that are causing trouble! I saw it! I saw it!"

Bai Lian knew it was a ghost who was causing trouble, but he didn't know why Meng Zifei could be so sure.

How could a mortal see that black mist?

He frowned and said, "Mr. Meng, can you see that thing? But don't you have no spiritual roots?"

Meng Zifei closed his eyes with grief on his face for the woman who was still holding her breath in his arms, and choked with sobs: "I have a cousin in my family who has been practicing under the Immortal Lihe Sect for more than twenty years.

When I was a child, I had a strong Yin constitution and was prone to attracting ghosts, so she obtained a protective jade for me from the sect. With this jade protecting my body, ordinary evil spirits could hardly get close to me.

And through this spiritual jade, I can also see ghosts. Just now, my cousin and I were walking down the street to enjoy the lanterns, and suddenly my body temperature dropped rapidly, as if there was something behind me sucking the yang energy from my body.

When I looked back, I saw a scarlet eye. I looked at the ghost and it seemed to anger it. It suddenly passed through my cousin's body, and my cousin... lost her breath."

I see.

Meng Zifei was protected by spiritual jade, and the evil spirit just sucked in two breaths of his yang energy.

But he happened to be able to see ghosts, and he caught sight of the evil spirits and angered them. The consequences of the evil spirits running wild and out of control were extremely terrifying.

No wonder there were deaths.

Meng Zifei looked up at Bailian with tears in his eyes, and said excitedly: "Since you are a descendant of the Immortal Sect, can you help me get rid of this evil and avenge my cousin?"

Balian thought for a while, such a sinister ghost was so ferocious that it was probably rare to see it in a hundred years. At a sudden glance, he was traumatized before he could even see the whole thing clearly.

Based on this calculation, I am afraid that the terrifying level of that evil thing is far greater than Shou's strength.

Plus Shou, he may not be his opponent.

But such a harmful thing must not be left alone!

"Don't worry, I won't ignore this matter. But I am ashamed to say that my strength is low and I am not that evil opponent.

Mr. Meng, can you please allow me some time so that I can go back to the sect and ask the elders in my family to come and help me."

Balian is not a hot-blooded person who is impulsive when things happen. He is well aware of his own abilities and does not follow arbitrary rules.

Fortunately, Meng Zifei was also a considerate person and did not force him to stay. Instead, he nodded gratefully and said, "Then I'll bother you, brother."

"It's not good, young master! The old man at home suddenly died suddenly. Can you go home quickly and take a look?"

A servant dressed as a domestic servant came in a hurry. When he saw the corpses on the ground and the woman in Meng Zifei's arms, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and said in horror:

"Miss Cousin! Oh my God! Something happened to Miss Cousin! And the way she died... is exactly the same as the old man!"

Meng Zifei shook his body violently and almost fell to the ground.

Balian quickly knelt down and supported him.

Meng Zifei didn't seem to catch his breath. He rolled his eyes and gasped twice before finally calming down.

He grabbed Bailian's arm with a look of fear and said for help: "It's it! It's the evil spirit! How did it get to my house! How did it get to my house!"

Meng Zifei still had his original chic demeanor. He became hasty and careless, and said incoherently:

"It's got me! It's got me! Brother...Brother, please save my family! I kowtow to you!"

As he spoke, he actually hugged his cousin's body and adjusted his posture to kneel down.

Bai Lian quickly held it up, thinking helplessly in his heart, it seems that he can only go to the Meng Mansion tonight!

"Mr. Meng, don't worry, I'll just go with you."

It remains to be seen whether he can suppress the evil spirit...

…

…

Under the leadership of the servants, Bailian Su Jing and Meng Zifei hurried to Meng's house.

At this moment, the Meng Mansion was brightly lit, but there were already cries all over the place, and the voices of sorrow and wailing continued.

Balian's eyes flickered, and he searched around, but he didn't see the dark mist anymore.

As for the entire Meng Mansion, except for the old man who died in death, there were no other sacrifices.

"Young Master, are you back? Oops, something happened to my cousin too! What can we do!!!" The old housekeeper's unstoppable tears burst into tears again.

Meng Zifei looked sad as he watched the female family members crying and fainting one after another.

He looked increasingly tired. After all, there was nothing a mortal could do when encountering such supernatural things.

He looked at the housekeeper and said seriously: "This matter is extraordinary, and evil spirits are at work. There is no need to doubt it. I saw it with my own eyes that my cousin was killed by evil spirits.

Now I will send a letter to the Lihe Sect to my cousins ​​and cousins, asking them to make time to come. If not, my Meng family..."

When he said this, there was a lump in his throat: "My Meng family will encounter a great disaster!"

The old housekeeper's face turned blue and white. No doubt he was there, so he hurried down to repair the book.

Meng Zifei smiled reluctantly at Bailian's apology and said: "Brother Baili, I really can't bear to involve you in this matter, but at this moment, we are really at the end of the road and there is nothing we can do."

Bailian waved his hand and said, "Mr. Meng is serious."

"Then I'll ask Brother Baili to take care of you tonight. I'll order my servants to prepare a guest room for you two."

Balian looked at the woman in his arms, feeling very sympathetic to his plight. He did not ask for many conditions and was very easy to talk to:

"It doesn't matter, Su Jing and I will make our own arrangements. Mr. Meng, please settle your cousin down first without taking us into consideration."

Meng Zifei said with a grateful face: "Thank you, Brother Baili, for your understanding."

After hearing that evil spirits were at work, the entire Meng Mansion was thrown into chaos.

Balian asked his servants in the Meng family to prepare yellow paper and cinnabar. He dropped his own blood into the blood-red cinnabar and began to prepare the painting of the spirit-binding talisman.

The spirit-binding talisman is a special talisman of the Zhongyou Dynasty. If you draw several pictures and place the talisman in a special position, it can have a certain suppressive effect on the evil ghosts in a certain area.

If a ghost sticks out of the talisman, it will be forced out of its original shape by the power of the spirit-binding talisman. Even a mortal can see what the ghost looks like in the formation.

Balian has unprecedented and extraordinary qualifications in the ghost realm.

In addition, when he was young, he was taught by the famous teacher Ying Ji, and the spirit-binding talisman he drew was also an excellent spell with strong power and excellent effect.

The writing is sharp and powerful, the dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and everything is done in one go.

A spell is completed almost in the blink of an eye.

In just half an hour, Balian had already completed one hundred and fifty spirit-binding talismans.

He summoned Shou and swallowed all the one hundred and fifty spirit-binding talismans for Shou.

Since Shou was a little ghost he raised with blood, and the spirit-binding talisman was painted with his blood, it had no effect on Shou.

Shou is a ghost and an invisible spirit, so it is the fastest way for him to quietly form a formation and spit out talismans.

"I'm sorry, Su Jing, it may be dangerous tonight. You must always pay attention to your surroundings and be careful not to fall into the trap of ghosts." Balian warned uneasily.

Su Jing could see the black mist, and naturally she could also see Shou's existence. She asked: "Is that little fat kid also a ghost?"

Balian didn't hide anything and said directly: "Yes, that's the kid I raised since childhood."

As he spoke, he felt slightly nervous.

Su Jing snorted, but his expression didn't change much. Instead, he said, "Is it okay for him to go out like this? The ghost he saw on the street tonight looked much bigger than him."

Seeing that Su Jing didn't have too many changes in his mood because of him raising a kid, Bailian was slightly moved and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Su Jing was indeed different from the disciples of Tianxi in Baituo Mountain.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, Shou is very powerful. Even if he can't defeat the opponent, his ability to escape is outstanding."

After the spell was arranged, Shou returned soon. However, that night, except for the constant mournful crying in the mansion, it was surprisingly calm and nothing happened.

It was so calm that even Balian felt a little weird.

As far as he knew, evil ghosts were haunted and would not stop until death, so there was no reason to stop after just killing one person.

And the evil ghost's method was more like giving someone a blow.

And that someone...Bailian felt strangely that it was him?

He felt that everything that happened tonight was too appropriate.

His innate intelligence and keen intuition told him that there seemed to be a deadly snare not far ahead, waiting for him to step into it.

Early next morning.

Balian woke up from meditation, and Su Jing slept on the table all night.

The two immortal disciples that Meng Zifei invited from the Lihe Sect also arrived early.

The two disciples, one male and one female, were both cousins ​​of Meng Zifei.

The man's name was Shang Hong, and he was Meng Zifei's cousin. He was brave and tall, and his muscular outline could be seen even through his clothes.

There was a broad mad knife on his back with a shark skin as a sheath, and he was walking towards you, giving people a feeling of heat hitting your face.
To be continued...