Huang Quan's companion

"Hetang be careful!" Yang Jinshu pulled him back, shook his head and said, "Don't get close to her."

He Tang nodded, followed him back obediently, and asked, "What's wrong with Mrs. Seven?"

"I'm afraid it's something evil in her body." Yang Jinshu felt dizzy the closer he got to the incense table, "Um... He Tang, I... I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Why... um... I... I feel so bad too..." He Tang stood next to Yang Jinshu, feeling numb all over, "What's going on?"

"Buddha...the Holy Land of Buddhism, we two ghosts... are still too reckless..." Yang Jinshu propped up the Shura umbrella to cover the two of them, still feeling dizzy, "It's better for us to go out first."

"Then...how is the Seventh Madam all right?"

Yang Jinshu raised his head and saw that Mrs. Seven was standing firmly in front of the door, her eyes were dark and fierce, and she slowly swept across the monks present without any fear.

"It shouldn't be..." Yang Jinshu was puzzled.Seventh Madam is just a ghost who just died and has never practiced before. How could she have such a strong hostility that she can resist the holy light of Buddhism?

He Tang was really uncomfortable, dragged him out of the hall together, and said weakly: "Now... what should we do now?"

Yang Jinshu finally felt more comfortable after leaving the main hall. He stood in the courtyard and looked inside, and said solemnly: "Hetang...the evil ghost they said...the one who is seeking his life in Futu Town...is probably the Seventh Madam."

"How is it possible?!" He Tang couldn't believe it, "The Seventh Madam is so kind-hearted that she doesn't even want to hurt a rabbit. How could she kill so many people?"

"She is no longer the Seventh Lady you knew." Yang Jinshu pointed to the female ghost whose back was facing them with the will-o'-the-wisp, "Do you still remember what you looked like when you just died?"

He Tang: "It's so weak that it looks like it's going to fly away at any moment..."

Yang Jinshu nodded: "That's right, you still needed my help to leave the coffin you were buried with me at that time, and the seventh lady was able to leave Zhu's mansion to go to the mass grave to find her son just after she was hanged, don't you think it's strange?"

When He Tang thought about it, his words made sense.

Under Yang Jinshu's feeding and teaching, it took him more than a year to not be bullied casually by ghosts passing by, to go down the mountain, and to know some small spells, but in the eyes of others, he was still a worthless little ghost.This time he was able to go far away, firstly because the furnace of the disciple of Qinglianguan trapped him, but now he has benefited from the strange stone of Min Yuejun, and his cultivation has achieved fruit, otherwise he would not be able to last so long.

It is difficult for the ghosts who died in an accident to leave their place of burial. All of them have benefited from magic weapons or cultivation to some extent. The Seventh Madam has neither magic weapons nor cultivation experience. How could they leave Zhu's mansion and travel all the way to Futu Town?

The more He Tang thought about it, the weirder he became, he couldn't help but ask, "Then...then what's going on?"

"I'm afraid the Sixth Madam cast a spell on her and tortured her to death in order to accumulate the resentment in her heart. The heavier the resentment, the higher the possibility of her becoming a ghost, and the ghost..." He stopped at this point down.

He Tang asked: "What's wrong with the ghost?"

Yang Jinshu looked down at him, and sighed, "You've seen it too, a ghost...will take life and soul."

"You...you mean, she...she's really killing people?" He Tang stammered.

"Exactly." Yang Jinshu misunderstood and found that Mrs. Seven was actually fighting with all the eminent monks in the hall, and couldn't help showing a strange expression, "She can compete with so many eminent monks... How many people do you have to kill? How much hostility have you accumulated?"

He Tang couldn't help but backed away: "Is this the cultivation method of those ghosts?"

It's not that he hasn't seen ghosts devouring newly-dead little ghosts before, and it's not like he hasn't seen them go to people's homes to seize souls, but he has never seen ghosts fighting with eminent monks. Their ferociousness is enough to frighten any kid like him .He clenched his fingers, bit his lip, and couldn't bear it: "Madam Seven, why did you become like this?"

"He Tang...you..."

"That stinky bitch, she did it on purpose!" He Tang roared, angrily saying, "She is so bad, she wants to kill all the people she hates? The Seventh Madam is already very pitiful, she actually... actually..."

"He Tang..."

"No, we can't let Mrs. Seven commit murder again! If Xiao Wu finds out, how will he face his mother?" He Tang grabbed Yang Jinshu's hand, his pleading eyes grew stronger, "Jinshu, can you think about it?" Something? Let's help her?"

"Don't tell me I'm going to help." Yang Jinshu patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I can deal with the will-o'-the-wisp. Didn't you learn a new spell? Can you trap Mrs. Seven in your... balloon?"

"It's Gang Qi!" After He Tang corrected it, he suddenly felt better, "I forgot if you didn't mention it, I will do this! Shall we try?"

"it is good."

Just doing what he said, Yang Jinshu first looked through the magic weapon he brought, and found that there was a box of Huangquan incense that could temporarily resist the righteousness of this Buddhist temple, so he put a layer on himself and Hetang's people.

He Tang frowned: "What is this? It smells so bad."

"Huang Quanxiang, it cures the headache." Yang Jinshu asked him to endure it, put up the Shura umbrella again, and said to the top of the umbrella, "Brother Tianning, Miss Wan, don't come out. If Hetang and I are restrained later, please take us with you." go out."

Shi Tianning was eager to give it a try, but upon hearing this, he had no choice but to say: "Okay, don't be too messy."

"it is good."

The eminent monk of Puyin Temple didn't have any difficulty dealing with Mrs. Seven, but he didn't expect that this female ghost had stored dozens of lives in the ghost's hands, so it turned out to be quite difficult.Ordinary people will undoubtedly die if they are burned by will-o'-the-wisps, and cultivators with lesser knowledge may also be recruited.They quickly escaped, but found that Mrs. Seven had a ghostly figure, and they were chasing after her.With a wave of her hand, she extinguished all the incense candles in the hall, closed the door of the hall tightly, and trapped them in the hall, laughing strangely.

"Brother, this female ghost is not easy to deal with!"

"Don't panic! Hold the lamp!"

However, no matter how hard they tried, the lamps in the hall could not be lit. They could only see clusters of will-o'-the-wisps igniting in the hall, accompanied by screams one after another.

Yang Jinshu walked in through the door, clasped his hands together for luck, carefully observed the position of the seventh lady, but found that he couldn't see clearly.He stabilized his mind, put out the ghost fire first, and quickly passed the crowd's position, lifted them and threw them out of the hall.This move was dangerous, but fortunately he opened the shop door ahead of time so that the monks would not be seriously injured, and even several of them were rescued by him. The ghost energy in the hall leaked out, and the whole Puyin Temple was shrouded in a white mist.

Even so, several eminent monks were injured by will-o'-the-wisps and unfortunately died.

The monks got up coughing and thanked him: "Thank you, my lord, for saving me...ahem..."

Yang Jinshu didn't respond, he looked around for the figure of Mrs. Seven.With his keen perception of the same kind, he was unable to perceive the position of the seventh lady.He realized that some places were far beyond his expectations, but now he has no spare time to think about other things, so he can only concentrate on finding the other party's figure.

He Tang had been staring at him early in the morning, fearing that something would happen to him.But the suddenly quiet Buddhist temple was disturbing. He stood nervously behind the group of monks, ready to cast his spell at any time.Because he was just a beginner, he was still not proficient, and he was not sure if he could help. He was always recalling the formulas that Min Yuejun taught him, and he was so nervous that he was terribly nervous.

"Little benefactor, you... what are you talking about?"

"Of course I'm...Jin Shu be careful!"

Yang Jinshu felt a chill down his back, and a blanket of will-o'-the-wisps poured down his head, but he only had time to open the Shura umbrella, wondering if it would work.

In the nick of time, He Tang threw out a magic formula at Yang Jinshu's face, wrapping him in Gang Qi.

The will-o'-the-wisp rolled up Yang Jinshu with a swish, and threw it high into the air.

Yang Jinshu slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was safe and sound, and all he could see were will-o'-the-wisps.He froze for a moment, only to realize that He Tang had cast the spell on the wrong target, and the aura that was supposed to cover Mrs. Seven actually covered him, instead saving him.

With a chance to catch his breath, Yang Jinshu started to remove the will-o'-the-wisps, looked down, and saw He Tang hiding behind the group of monks, covering his ears cowardly and shouting: "Masters, come on! You monks can't lose to a woman!" Ghost! Evil cannot prevail over good!"

Yang Jinshu: "..."

The monks worked together to defend against the Seventh Madam's attack, indeed protecting He Tang behind him.

"..." The masters are really sincere people.

Yang Jinshu tapped on the ribs of the umbrella: "Brother Tianning, Miss Wan, I'm afraid I still need you to come out and help me."

Shi Tianning jumped out immediately, stretching his muscles and bones: "I've wanted to make a move a long time ago, you two are the only ones talking." Before he finished speaking, he quickly scanned the underground situation, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and swung straight at Seventh Madam!

Yang Jinshu: "..."

Wan Niang floated aside and said leisurely: "It's okay, that female ghost just has hostility all over her body, and she doesn't know how to use it. If she meets a ghost like Shi Tianning who knows kung fu and has practiced, she will definitely lose."

Yang Jinshu turned his head to look at her, with silent accusations in his eyes.

Wan Niang coughed dryly, and said: "I didn't say it before because... I wanted to create a chance for you and He Tang to get close. Look, He Xiaotang is so cute and even saved you."

Thinking of this, Yang Jinshu's heart immediately warmed up.He Tang knew only a few spells, and he was still not proficient in using them, but he was able to save him in time. Really...he floated to He Tang's side, pulled up the little coward who was covering his ears, and comforted him with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

"Wow, Jin Shu, are you alright? I succeeded?" He Tang threw himself into his arms and said, "I actually succeeded! That's great!"

"Yes, yes, you saved me." Yang Jinshu pinched his nose, "He Tang is really amazing."

Such a tone of praise for a child... He Tang blushed, buried her head on the side of his neck, and muttered in a low voice, "Two more compliments."

"..." Yang Jinshu couldn't help laughing, leaned over and pecked his cheek lightly, "Young lady is amazing."

"..." He Tang huddled into a ball and ran into the umbrella, shy and cowardly, and said sternly, "No...don't call me a lady!"

Yang Jinshu still maintained the posture of tilting his head and kissing him, his arms suddenly emptied, he said, "...He Tang, don't just casually run into the Shura umbrella next time."

"I do not!"

"why?"

"You molested me! I'm shy!"

Wan Niang smiled and said, "He molested you, shouldn't you be angry, why are you so shy?"

He Tang: "..."