Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Master, should we go and help?"

"No need. I want to see his ability. If I really can't deal with him, it's not too late to take action later."

The assistant was a little confused. Is that so? But why did he feel that the master was not as powerful as the Taoist priest...

Su Chen started fighting with the black shadow. He lashed the black shadow hard with the golden whip in his hand. Every time he lashed, the black shadow screamed. After lashing several times, he looked at the black shadow lying on the ground.

"Tell me, how did you hide from the people in the underworld and stay here for ten years? Did someone give you something or tell you how to cultivate ghost energy?"

The black shadow trembled and remained silent.

"Oh, since you don't want to tell me, there's no need to keep you."

Su Chen stepped directly on it, stretched out his hand to pull its arm, and pulled hard. It screamed continuously and began to tear it apart. The brutal scene scared Xuan Qing and the others so much that they trembled.

Why did he feel that compared to the evil ghost, this Taoist priest was more brutal? He was not at all pretentious and just did what he said.

"Ahhh, I'm telling you, I'm telling you, please spare me, Taoist Priest, and stop tearing it down."

The black shadow was lying on the ground. He reached out and groped from his chest. A piece of something fell out with a crisp sound.

Su Chen bent down to pick it up, and felt a sudden surge of anger in his heart. He pinched his fingers together, and several golden lights hit the wood carving. In an instant, the cold and gloomy energy was suppressed.

He looked at it carefully, pursed his lips, and the coldness around him deepened.

The pattern on this wood carving is definitely not from China. I'd better wait until I get back and ask the people from the Special Affairs Department about the specific situation. He doesn't know as much about the mysterious situation in this world as they do.

Xuan Qing saw him putting something away, thinking it was some treasure, and hurried over, urging him: "My fellow Daoist, whoever sees it gets a share. What's the meaning of you putting it away?"

Su Chen glanced at him and said calmly: "Are you sure? This thing is a living soul sacrifice. If you want to die, I can give it to you."

"...Uh, forget it, I just mentioned it casually."

"Thank you for what you did just now. Leave the rest to me. I will send them to the afterlife."

"No need, just leave it to the people in the underworld."

After Xuanqing heard what he said, he saw a big door appear not far away. When it opened, countless wronged souls were sucked into it, and a bright light appeared.

In less than a moment, the cold wind around dissipated and croaking sounds could be heard in my ears, as if I had returned to the world of the living.

A golden light as thick as a chopstick was slowly floating over and was caught in Su Chen's hand. He was very obedient. Seeing this scene, Xuan Qing widened his eyes. The light of merit, why could he get so much.

"Fellow Daoist, that was the light of merit just now, right?"

Su Chen hummed and separated a strand from it.

"Master, this is for you. It will be very useful for improving your Taoism. When your Taoism is deep, evil spirits will not dare to approach you, and you will be safer."

Xuanqing's eyes lit up, and he was flattered. He quickly reached out to catch it, watching the ray of golden light directly penetrate into his body. His body instantly felt warm, and the coldness disappeared.

I squinted my eyes in comfort and admired this man even more. It was such a good thing, and he just wanted to share it. It was so generous.

His attitude became more respectful: "Master, I was rude before, I hope you don't mind. How about we add each other on WeChat and keep in touch in the future, so that we can go together if there is such a good thing again."

Su Chen curled his lips and said nothing. After the two added each other on WeChat, they walked out of the haunted building together. Before they got in the car, their cell phones rang.

When he heard the familiar ringtone, his eyes softened instantly.

【Hey, honey, are you still awake? 】

[Not yet. Aunt Wang said you went out. Are you okay?]

[It's okay, I'm out catching ghosts and will be back soon. Go to sleep first, I'll be back with you soon.]

[I'm not busy tomorrow, I'll come pick you up. Send me your location. Bring a bodyguard with you when you go out at night. What if there's danger? You can handle ghosts, but what if people try to harm you?]

Su Chen felt the other party's concern and felt warm in his heart.

The voice was unnaturally gentle.

[Mmm, my wife, you are so nice, kiss~~~]

[…Ahem, you’re my man, I should go pick you up. Just wait for me there, I’ll be there soon.]