After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

Just when they were about to take the opportunity to bully Lin Songyan, a silver thread suddenly shot out and instantly locked Yuan Liang's throat, stopping everyone's movements at once.

Several disciples were dumbfounded, "Let go of our Senior Brother Yuan Liang!!!"

Instead, Song Yunju pulled the silver thread tighter and stepped on the stool.

"Don't move! Get down on your knees! Kowtow three times to my junior brother, and I will forgive you for what happened."

Lin Songyan's face was full of pride, "That's right! You people from Gangmen, slapping me in the face means you don't take all of us from Qingluan Sect seriously!"

Yuan Liang looked at Lin Songyan's expression and said, "You damned homosexual, I didn't mean that at all. Senior Brother Song, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Song Yunju held the silver thread tightly with a cold face, "Do you need me to repeat it? Kneel down and kowtow to apologize to my junior brother!"

Yuan Liang pursed his lips and sneered.

Several people had no choice but to do as they were told, and reluctantly prepared to lift their robes and kneel down.

However, Lin Songyan knew that he represented the entire sect and should not make enemies for the sect.

What's more, the original owner was a traitor to the entire cultivation world, so there was no point in making excuses.

"Forget it, just bow and apologize, no need to kneel and kowtow, I didn't bring any red envelopes today."

Yuan Liang gnashed his teeth in anger, but because Song Yunju was holding his life in his hands, he said sarcastically: "Oh, thank you, Junior Brother Lin, for your tolerance!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the matter was settled.

Song Yunju patted Lin Songyan on the back and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, you are possessed by a little evil spirit, is there anything unusual?"

Lin Songyan: "I...I want to cry..."

As he said this, he suddenly couldn't hold back his tears and looked at the aunt on the bed and burst into tears.

The possessed child is only five or six years old. Although young, he knows how to feel sorry for his mother.

If he died, how would his mother survive with a two-year-old brother?

"Woo...Senior Brother Song!"

Song Yunju put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Don't be sad. Although our Grandmaster didn't come, we still have our Senior Brother here."

Yuan Liang, who was standing next to him, couldn't bear to watch and said, "Brother Song, instead of feeling sorry for him, why don't you let me take away the little ghost in his body as soon as possible!"

Song Yunju frowned and said, "Taking the little ghost? Isn't that too cruel?"

"There is another way." Someone under the table said leisurely.

Fei Wu crawled out at this time, his golden hair shining brightly in the candlelight, casting a touch of bright color on the whole room.

Fei Wu said: "Children who died young will return to reunite with their deceased relatives. If you follow him, you will be able to find his deceased father and brother."

When Song Yunju heard this, he immediately looked at Fei Wu with new eyes.

"Hey, Junior Brother Fei, what you said is a good idea. I've been having trouble finding the other undead in Takeshita Village lately."

After discussing for a few more sentences, several people followed Lin Songyan to find the dead relatives who possessed the little evil spirit.

Fei Wu was very scared and hugged Song Yunju's arm tightly, "Senior Brother Song, should we notify the Grandmaster? I always feel uneasy."

Song Yunju: "No need, there are no powerful characters here."

Yuan Liang followed behind the three people, smiled coldly, and whispered to his men: "The Qingluan Sect has really walked into a trap."

The blue-robed disciple next to him said, "Brother Yuan, is it really okay for us to cheat Qingluan Sect like this? They are the disciples and grandchildren of the leader of the Immortal Alliance."

Yuan Liang kicked the boy, "Oh, what immortal alliance? Bai Yinchen's disciples have all been used as furnaces by Mo Cangming, how can he still have the nerve to be the leader of the alliance? Who will recognize his status?"

"Once they find the evil spirit, they will never return!"

*

Because the little evil spirit was too weak, even a weakling like Lin Songyan couldn't control it.

Lin Songyan obviously has no specific goal.

He took a group of people with him, sometimes they would urinate in the ridges of the fields, sometimes they would steal eggs from other people's chicken coops, and sometimes they would use firecrackers to blow up other people's pigpens.

After wasting half a night, I got nothing except being covered in pig manure.

Moreover, since it is a little evil spirit, the naughty kid has plenty of energy and can run all night without taking a break.

The people behind him couldn't catch up with him, especially Fei Wu, who was a very delicate prince and couldn't walk even a little.

Due to Song Yunju's tyranny, in the end it was the people from Tiangang Sect who carried Fei Wu around. It was like a relay race for princes!

However, the Husky and Lin Songyan got along very well. They chased him with their tongues sticking out and their gray eyes squinting, and they were running around the street excitedly together.

The blue-robed disciple could no longer run. "Brother Yuan, I'm afraid they won't be able to find the evil spirit until dawn, but we have just as much resentment as the ghosts."

Yuan Liang: "Tsk, I suspect this widow is playing a trick on me, how about we show them a way out?"

The blue robe disciple had tears in his eyes, "Well, hurry up."

Yuan Liang rubbed his hands together and turned a yellow talisman in his hand into powder.

He silently said: "Get up!"

As soon as the sound was uttered, a cold wind blew again, and paper money fluttered down from the sky.

Song Yunju in the front looked around and his heart skipped a beat. Not good!

He swung out the silver thread and wrapped Lin Songyan in front of him back

"Junior Brother Lin, stay by my side."

At the same time, the girl turned around and barked madly at all the dogs around her, "Woof woof woof...Woof woof..."

Lin Songyan was so tired that he was panting and his forehead was covered with sweat. His body was completely unable to support running at night and he was almost dead from exhaustion.

He tilted his head and fell into Song Yunju's arms, limp as if he had lost his soul.

Song Yunju put his arm around his shoulders and found that the evil spirit in him had disappeared.

It’s strange, why did the little evil spirit run away for no apparent reason?

However, the next moment, the paper figures at the door of every household in the village began to struggle slowly and try to stand up!

Song Yunju then realized that those evil spirits had occupied the body of the paper man!

Fei Wu got furious all of a sudden, and shivered in the arms of the blue-robed disciple, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and I am a person of the Western Regions with a pure family background, so don't come after me!"

However, Fei Wu vaguely felt that these people from Tiangang Sect didn't seem to be afraid at all.

However, after watching for a while, Fei Wu said again: "Hey? These paper figures are not attacking us, they seem to be going somewhere else."

Song Yunju drew his sword and said to the others, "Follow us, maybe we can find the reason why Zhuxia Village is so strange!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Liang exchanged glances with the blue-robed disciple behind him and smiled contemptuously.

Humph, whoever finds out the reason why Takeshita Village is haunted will become the reason itself!

The group followed the paper figures and came to a cliff hundreds of feet high.

It was about four o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark, and the temperature was so low that the breath turned into ice. The morning star was already high in the east.

The cliff was filled with paper figures, forming a huge circle with immeasurable size.

They let out very shrill cries, as if they were in extreme pain and were being drawn towards the cliff by a mysterious force.

The paper figures actually jumped down one by one!

Only then did Lin Songyan hear the rustling of large pieces of paper, and finally woke up in Song Yunju's arms.

He couldn't see clearly because of the thick fog.

"Ah... so many people jumped off the cliff, is this... the stock market hitting the limit down, or the property market crashing?"

It was a very scary scene. Lin Songyan felt that Song Yunju and his team might not be able to handle the matter of Zhuxia Village.

If I had known he would not come, I would not have come. Suddenly I miss my master, Old Deng.