But I was also very confused. Under normal circumstances, external ghosts cannot get into the body of disciples.

Because the disciples who came out of the horse were all protected by the Dharma, they would definitely stop them.

At this time, Aunt Hu started to retreat again, tilting sickly there, her face looking very ugly.

I looked at Aunt Hu in a restless mood, afraid that there would be something wrong with her.

The people around them were very calm and seemed to be used to it.

After about ten minutes, the other side broke through the barrier and approached the end. Aunt Hu suddenly breathed and slowly sat up.

"Oh my mother, this smoke soul is so cruel. My heart is almost caught, but it makes me feel bad."

I asked in surprise: "Aunt Hu, are you talking about the smoke soul on Wang Xue just now?"

Aunt Hu said: "Yes, it's her. Because I didn't let her mess with the child, she messed with me. My heart was not good, and I almost killed her."

I was even more surprised. I asked, "Aunt Hu, this is wrong. How can a thousand immortal families in your hall make you trouble you? Do you carelessly?"

Aunt Hu grinned: "It has nothing to do with the Dharma Protector. If I don't let her mess with the child, then she has to mess with me. It's like I'm blocking the disaster for the child. This is what I agree with. The Dharma Protector can't stop her, so she can only let her in.

Upper body.”

I heard it and tears were almost coming out. Aunt Hu was so good. In order to avoid Wang Xue’s suffering, she would rather let the Yanhun go to her body. Is there such a good person in the world?

Because I know very well that for disciples who can get close to each other, the only ghosts that can be close to each other are ancestors and family ghosts. In this case, the Immortal Guardian will not stop them.

Under normal circumstances, if it is an external ghost, the Immortal Guardian will never allow him to get close to him, let alone fight disasters with the upper body.

So now the smoke soul on Wang Xue’s body has actually been on Aunt Hu’s body, so there is only one explanation: Aunt Hu’s permission.

I said, "Aunt Hu, I'm sorry for you. I'm causing trouble for you. I didn't expect that Yan Hun was so evil. If I had known this, I would have let her mess with me, so how could she mess with you?"

Wang Xue was also very moved, so she stepped forward and knelt down to Aunt Hu, crying and thanking her.

Aunt Hu quickly helped her up and said that this was a trivial matter. Anyway, she couldn't make me suffer, and she was just a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, the other side broke through the barrier and ended. Tao Xiaole came in and drank a sip of water, and then greeted us.

I smiled at him: "Brother, we're meeting again. I'm really destined to meet you. Today, I have to work hard for you. You can do your best to the end and help."

Tao Xiaole knew what I was talking about, and couldn't help but blush and laughed.

"I didn't say it, we are all fate. If you have any questions, just say it."

Wang Xue was also embarrassed, so she naturally knew that the last time she fainted, it was Tao Xiaole who gave her mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration.

But seeing their faces unspoken, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this should be the fate between them. Anyway, they both kissed, so the matter today must be resolved.

Next, Aunt Hu meant to let the Yanhun come onto her body and explain it clearly. I didn’t let it go. I said I couldn’t do this. You are old and can’t always use your own body as a battlefield.

Aunt Hu was tortured by the Yan Hun just now, and now her face is not good, and no one with a little conscience can agree.

In the end, the Yanhun was invited by Wang Xue. She was not very afraid. She said that she was used to it. She was not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, so many people were here, the Yanhun could not kill her.

Tao Xiaole cleared his throat and began to beat the drum to invite the smoke soul.

I won't write down the specific lyrics. In short, he sang very well. I feel that it is better than Ma Yunfeng's singing, but his voice is a bit immature.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

When Tao Xiaole was singing, I chatted with the person next to me for a few words, and then I realized why he was carrying the drums out to be the second god at the age of eighteen.

It turns out that this child has a fate since childhood. He has become a horse-top incense at the age of sixteen. Because he has the vetiver of the older generation and has become the second god at home, he is also considered a ancestral craft.

Moreover, he is actually still in school, and now it is during the summer vacation, so he has time to go out to work.

I couldn't help but secretly say that this is really the most amazing thing in the world. Tao Xiaole was only eighteen years old and was both a great god and a second god. He also watched things while going to school and took the drum out to be the second god during the summer vacation.

, This kid has a future.

At this time, Wang Xue's smoke soul had been invited down.

As soon as Yan Hun got on his body, Wang Xue immediately turned on the back and lay down on the ground. Several people went up to pull her up.

Wang Xue couldn't help trembling all over, her hair was scattered, she lowered her head, closed her eyes, and let out a whimpering cry from her mouth.

Aunt Hu asked, "You Yanhun, if you have anything to do, it's useless to make her to torture her to death. The more you torture her, the more she hates you. If she turns back, she will be really tormented by you and become a ghost.

, I will settle the score with you at that time, and it depends on what you do."

Ah?

Aunt Hu’s idea is quite unique. I have thought so before, but I have never thought about it seriously.

If this person is tortured to death by a ghost and becomes a ghost, wouldn’t he be able to take revenge?

I'm not your opponent when I'm alive, but I can always compete with you when I die, right?

At this time, the Yanhun cried and said, "I'm so miserable, no one cares about me..."

Aunt Hu said: "Are you miserable? You told us that it is useless. Let me ask you first, who are you from this little flower ring?"

The Yanhun said, "I am her cousin's aunt!"

Auntie cousin? This relative sounds a bit far away. I didn't react for a while. I was thinking about my seniority. Aunt Hu said, "Then your relationship is a bit far away. They are not a third-generation blood relative. What are you looking for someone else's children?

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I also calculated it at this time. My cousin should be Wang Xue’s mother’s cousin and Wang Xue’s cousin.

As the saying goes, one generation of relatives means two generations and four generations, so those who go beyond the three generations are considered distant relatives.

This relationship is indeed a bit far away.

The Yanhun said, "I really can't find anyone. This child is suitable. Who should I look for if I don't look for her?"

This sounded a little unreasonable. Aunt Hu didn't argue with her and asked again: "Then why are you wronged if you die? Or do you care about you after you die?"

Yan Hun said in a crying voice: "I gave birth to six children when I was alive, and I had all my daughters and sons, but none of them cared about me after I died."

Aunt Hu asked: "You make it clear, why do your children ignore you? Do you not burn paper for you to visit the grave, or do you have any requirements that you didn't meet you?"

The Yanhun said, "I haven't fallen to the grave, but I am a Taoist master. If I die, I can't be a little devil. I have to find someone to offer it to me. As a result, none of the daughters and sons listen to me, so I
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