My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Wang Dahai almost fell to his knees when he heard this. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, she was the one who hit me. That night, that woman suddenly became extremely powerful and beat me into this state."

"Great Immortal, save me!"

Zhang Daxian fixed his hair and resumed his superior expression. "This evil ghost will take half my life's practice to destroy. We need to deal with it quickly, otherwise it will cause harm to others. By then, I will be powerless."

Wang Dahai understood what he meant and quickly took out an envelope from his pocket. The envelope contained about a thousand yuan of money and said, "This is a token of my gratitude. I hope you can go all out to save my Wang family from this disaster."

Zhang Chunmei's heart bled as she looked at the thick envelope.

Today she went back to her parents' home and made a big fuss before she got the money back, but she just gave it away for nothing.

Zhang Daxian glanced at the envelope, his lips curled up slightly, and his expression remained superior, "I will naturally do my best."

Wang Dahai was very tactful and stuffed the envelope into Zhang Daxian's backpack.

Zhang Daxian was very satisfied. He took out a cinnabar brush and talisman paper from his backpack, and then took out a needle. He wanted to prick himself, but after thinking for a while, he said to Wang Dahai, "Stretch out your hand."

Wang Dahai stretched out his hand obediently, and Zhang Daxian rudely pinched his finger and pricked it, then squeezed it hard, and a few drops of blood dripped into the cinnabar.

Zhang Daxian quickly dipped his brush in the ink while it was still hot and quickly drew on the talisman paper.

I stopped halfway through drawing and wondered, how do I draw a talisman to drive away ghosts?

I raised my eyes to look at the three members of the Wang family. Why were these three idiots looking at me? What was there to see? It was so embarrassing that I couldn't even flip through the talisman book. It seemed like I was very unprofessional.

I recalled my previous memories of drawing exorcism talismans, and it vaguely resembles this.

The talisman was quickly drawn. Zhang Daxian habitually made a hand gesture and drew a line on his eyes. Then he opened his eyes and saw that the talisman in his hand was glowing as if it was sprinkled with a layer of fluorescent powder.

Huh? Holy shit! This talisman actually worked?

It seems that the painting is correct.

Very good, very good. The ancestor has appeared. Today is another day of progress.

Zhang Daxian maintained a cool expression and was in a very good mood. He took out some small talismans from his backpack and pasted them in various corners of the Wang family, especially around the wall of the master bedroom.

He also took a small bottle filled with liquid and sprinkled it everywhere. It smelled like rotten pickled cabbage.

Finally, he pasted the dried talisman on the iron door, "This talisman is pasted here. Once the female ghost touches this door, her soul will be torn apart."

"You don't have to take it off in the future. This talisman can also gather wealth and energy."

Regardless of whether it has this effect or not, Zhang Daxian always says this every time he draws talismans for people, to show that the money is well spent.

When Wang Dahai heard this, he immediately smiled and took out a thinner envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhang Daxian's backpack.

"I, Wang Dahai, have no way to repay the great immortal's kindness. I can only repay him with this mundane thing."

Zhang Daxian almost couldn't hold back his lips, "It's nothing, I hope you can do more good deeds in the future, and don't do things that will be punished by heaven again."

Wang Dahai knew what he meant, and quickly agreed a few times, then forgot about what he said.

After the family saw Zhang Daxian off, Wang Dahai immediately asked Wang Lele to take a hammer and knock on the bedroom wall.

Sure enough, a hole was smashed into the wall, no longer the abnormal situation before where there was no mark at all.

Wang Dahai was overjoyed, "Hahahaha, that bitch can just wait for us to deal with her when she comes back!"

.......

Wen Jing didn't take the bus back to Wang's house today. Instead, she limped back, just as a way to exercise.

I only have ten dollars left of my entire belongings, and a train ticket costs thirty cents, so I'd better save as much as I can.

She wanted to make some money, but now she had no power, could not work, and could not do business. Where could she get the money?

Fortunately, I had braised pork at school today, otherwise I would have to have a bowl of vegetarian noodles for dinner.

When Wen Jing walked back to the family compound from Ning'an Martial Arts School, the sky was already full of stars.

The neighbors had already finished their dinner and were sitting in the yard chatting and talking about daily life, while using a thin stick to supervise their children while they were doing their homework.

When I saw Wen Jing coming back, I greeted her and asked if she had eaten. She just politely replied and didn't say anything else.

A handsome man dressed in fashionable clothes came towards me, carrying a bag on one shoulder. It was dark and he was still wearing sunglasses. He had a cold face. Although he looked handsome, he was a bit like the kind who wanted to tell the world that he was the most handsome man in the world.

This group of neighbors started discussing whose handsome boy this was, and some even said seriously that he looked like the child of so-and-so's family.

Wen Jing was a little confused. In her previous life, she had lived in this family compound for so many years. She knew every household and every person, but she had never seen this handsome guy before.

He must be a distant relative.

The two of them passed each other like this, and when Wen Jing walked away, Zhang Daxian turned around, raised his hand to lift up his toad sunglasses, made a hand gesture with one hand and swept his eyes, and saw a blurry shadow of a woman on Wen Jing's back.

The figure's head was twisted 180 degrees, blood was flowing from all seven orifices on her face, her hair was flying, and she was grinning at him, with her claws stretched out as if she wanted to claw him to death, but her claws could only pass through his body and could not hurt him at all.

However, there was a very thin chain on the figure's wrist, which was emitting golden light and was connected to Wen Jing's wrist, like flying a kite, which was very strange.

Zhang Daxian was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the chain, a smile appeared on his face, "Is it really coming?"

He immediately rummaged through his backpack and took out three talismans. He then made a hand gesture and the talismans flew towards Wen Jing without any wind.

The neighbors couldn't see the talisman at all. They just thought that the handsome guy was spinning his hands in place as if he had a seizure. The topic of discussion turned to how it was a pity that the boy was good-looking but not very smart.

This time, Wen Jing didn't kick open the door of Wang's house, but pushed it open gently.

Because my legs, hands and everything hurt.

The three members of the Wang family sat at the table to eat as usual. There were few dishes today, just one dish and one soup, with a pot of untouched pork meatball soup still placed in the middle.

It's just that the smell of rotten pickled cabbage in this room is a bit overpowering.

Wen Jing covered her nose and asked, "What's the smell in this room? Why are you going to dig out feces after having a meal?"

As soon as Wang Dahai said this, he felt like vomiting from the smell. He was afraid that Wen Jing would notice something was wrong. "Is it okay for me to poop in the house when there's a dog? What's your business?"

Wen Jing snorted, thinking that they were just having a fit and playing with shit at home to disgust her. She snatched the bowl of meatball soup out of habit and kicked the table over.

Wang Dahai has gotten used to it, and Zhang Chunmei is also foresighted and has prepared meals in advance for the family.

There was a plate of free vegetarian dishes left on the table, but it was a pity that the half pound of pork in the meatball soup was wasted.

It's worth one dollar after all, and it's wasted like this.

In my heart, I cursed Wen Jing to die quickly.

Wen Jing held the bowl of meatball soup in one hand, turned and walked towards the master bedroom. Just as she was about to raise her hand to grasp the iron door handle, she found a yellow talisman stuck on the door.

There were twisting blood-red runes painted on it with cinnabar, which looked eerie.

Wen Jing looked at the talisman and paused. For a moment she didn't dare to touch it.