Liu Liwa is like a senior brain doctor, telling the patient's family that the chance of patients recovering from vegetatives is half to half, just look at the patient's will to survive.

As soon as this said, there was a burst of crying. The eldest lady's sister, mother, and an aunt who didn't know whether it was true or false. Even Old Man Zhao was in tears. All of this aroused his greed at the time.

Liu Liwa glanced at everyone coldly, and the Zhao family cried bitterly and panicked. The handsome young man and Mr. Ye were also panicked. They came this time to propose marriage to Old Man Zhao and marry the eldest lady into the palace. Now the eldest lady is possessed by evil spirits, and her life and death are uncertain. Even if she is safe, can the royal family still marry a woman possessed by evil spirits? That will definitely affect the royal fortune and the country.

This young lady has the charm of not having a predecessor in her early court. If she had some ghosts and monsters, she would have made the king fade out every day.

What made Liu Liwa most puzzled was the old maid. At this time, she was standing at the door, looking at Miss Zhao who was unconscious, with a strange expression, panic, worried, expectant, and a little cruel.

Finally, it was Wu Li Niang. She still had the calm face. She didn't care about him in everything here. She just saw Liu Li Wa becoming the God King again. At first, the first time, it shocked her like a real thing. The second time it made her a little confused. But Wu Li Niang got used to the three transformations these few times and had learned to look at the essence from the surface. Not to mention that he became the God King, even if he became the Jade Emperor, he could feel his vulgar soul.

Everyone cried for a while, but they really didn't see any reaction from the eldest lady, but instead calmed them down. Several people worked together to report the eldest lady to the old bed covered with dust. It was the bed of a Zhu family woman thirty years ago. At this time, her soul was staying in the eldest lady's body, which was also considered a revisiting place.

Just as the young lady was lying on the bed, a gust of cold wind blew inexplicably in the hut, making her spine cold, strange and inexplicably. Even Liu Li and Wa were scared. Could it be that the ghost of the Zhu family woman is really still there?

There were more than twenty people crowded in a small house, and no one dared to leave alone. Everyone was full of yang energy. The most important thing was to follow the person involved. They had a lot of injustice and debt. Even if the evil ghost came out, they would settle the score with Old Man Zhao. If they were dispersed, the evil ghost might recognize the wrong person!

Not long after, the saint of the Respect God Cult suddenly appeared, extraordinary and extraordinary, as if the banished immortal came to the world. At this time, Liu Liwa was still holding the airs of the God King, closing his eyes to rest. He had made a clear statement that if he forced the destruction of evil spirits with immortal methods, it would violate the heavenly harmony and the God King could not kill innocent people. So at this time, the Zhao family focused their last hope on the saint. Mrs. Zhao went forward and took the saint's hand and said, "Sir, please be sure to save my Bier, she was possessed by the evil spirit..."

The saint walked forward slowly, with bright and deep eyes shooting on the young lady like a scanner. Then he looked at Liu Liwa, who was closed and resting, and gave a little blessing, saluted Liu Liwa, and then said in an ethereal voice like heaven: "People say that ghosts have ghosts. After normal people die, they will come to meet the ghosts. But your evil spirit has a very heavy resentment. The sky will not be taken away, and the earth will not tolerate it. Only when her resentment is gone can she return to the cycle of reincarnation. Neither I nor the God King will interfere."

When Liu Liwa heard this, he was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, this saint was so well-educated and cooperated with his own statement. Of course, this is also a manifestation of professional ethics, a tacit understanding between colleagues. Everyone makes a living by relying on this. Today you break up my platform, and tomorrow I can smash your place. Malicious competition is like two tigers fighting, and healthy competition is like water latex integration.

When the Zhao family heard the saint say the same thing, they felt desperate, but at the same time they believed in the saint and the God King even more.

After the scene was supported by himself, Liu Liwa naturally wanted to repay the favor. He stood up and said, "Don't panic. Now Miss Zhao is safe and sound. The evil spirit is also staying in her body. I think their souls are communicating. The eldest lady is trying to resolve her resentment. For your eagerness to think about women, this god can cast spells to let you see the situation of the evil spirit, but he still has to trouble the saint to help the god with his arm. When this god casts spell, please lock Miss Zhao's three souls and seven spirits and don't let them fly away."

"The God King has his life, but the little fairy dare not refuse to follow." The saint was very polite and always positioned herself as lower than Liu Liwa. After all, she was sent to the mortal world, and Liu Liwa and the true god she represented were of the same level.

Liu Liwa nodded lightly, turned around and explained to Old Man Zhao, saying that he would prepare some magic weapons. Old Man Zhao immediately took him to prepare. At the same time, the saint took out the soul-squeezing talisman and stuck it on the eldest lady's forehead. The soul-catching bell was hung on the lintel of the bed, and the peach wood sword suppressed all directions in his hand, absolutely cooperated.

According to Liu Liwa's request, Old Man Zhao took him to his study and ordered someone to prepare a half-meter-long painting paper, shut down everyone, and warned them that this was a magical technique. Whoever dared to peek would be punished by divine punishment. Five thunders were thundered and their souls were scattered.

After he finished his instructions, the servants and old man Zhao who prepared things for him closed the door and disappeared without a trace.

Liu Liwa smiled and looked at a white candle at hand and the ink filled with ink, and started to take action.

He is now very skilled in the industry of charlatans, and he prepared everything in just one stick of incense. When he appeared with an inkstone and drawing paper, everyone's nerves couldn't help but tense, and even the saint who was preparing to "suppress the soul" seemed a little nervous.

Liu Liwa placed the inkstone filled with ink in his hand on the head of the bed and stretched out the drawing paper. It was half a meter long and two feet wide. It was just the drawing paper that he painted on weekdays but there was no scroll. He separated everyone and walked forward, spreading the drawing paper flat on the fainted lady, like a white sheet covering her body. In order to fix it, he pressed hard at the top of the girl and grabbed it. This action made the lady pretending to be dead almost jump up, and he secretly scolded the stinky hooligan in his heart, indeed, not missed any opportunity to climb the hillside!

However, in the eyes of others, the God King was using the supreme magic technique. Not to mention climbing hills, he could accept it even if he moved mountains and seas. Only the handsome young man's face changed slightly after seeing it, Wu Liniang narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth...

After the painting paper was laid, Liu Liwa took action in front of everyone. He dipped a brush in ink and applied it layer by layer on the white painting paper, without any rules, as if he was painting, and he was indeed singing in his heart, I am a painter, with strong ability to paint, and the two giant mountains I painted have changed...

But after he painted the entire piece of painting paper, a change occurred. In the middle of the painting paper, which is the position of Miss Zhao's abdomen, it was clearly darkened by ink, and the ink was spreading automatically and could not be stuck on the paper at all. The rest of the place was black, but it was white, and it turned out to be the shape of a disheveled female ghost...
Chapter completed!