Thank you for your concern that the ghost king will involve more people. The side effect of tomorrow's trial is a bit terrible.

"Do you think ghost king will make employees of the company?" Thank you very much.

Ning Shu nodded. "It's quite possible."

We can do things like killing and burying. We don't care about killing employees.

Is it not afraid of cause and effect?

"I don't want to go for a while. I'd like to arrange the company." He said, with a deep melancholy between his eyebrows.

Some time ago, in order not to make things big, Xie family made a compensation.

The father and son of the Xie family have bitter mouth, and that kind of bitter baby can't say.

"Now is the best time. The ghost King's strength is weaker than before. Hesitation will only miss the good opportunity."

"Now we're on the same boat. The ghost king has put us on the kill list. No one can escape." Ning Shu said.

Ning Shu checked the cloth bag to see if the rune paper was damaged.

At noon the next day, when the sun was at its peak, Ning Shu, the old man and Ge Shishu went out.

Take uncle GE's car to the apartment of song guohan.

Uncle Ge rolled down the window, looked around the apartment, and exclaimed, "it's so thick. The magnetic field around here is very chaotic."

The old man pinched his fingers and was divining.

Ning Shu put Niu's tears on his eyelids and said to the two old men, "I'll knock on the door, then you."

Ning Shu gets out of the car and rings the doorbell in front of the door.

Two old men arrayed around the house.

"Who is it." Song guohan opened the door and saw Ning Shu. After a moment's hesitation, Feng Yin in the room said coldly, "she is a Taoist. Close the door."

Song guohan quickly closed the door, Ning Shu pushed the door open, got into the room, and two old men came in.

When song guohan saw the three Ningshu people, he was furious: "what do you mean?"

"Xihan, come here." Feng Yin stood in the living room, his face cold. "I didn't go to see you, but you came to me automatically."

Song kuihan ran to Feng Yin's side and looked at Ning Shu warily. "You are a Taoist. Are you a Taoist?"

Song Wuhan's white face was full of anger. He thought of the charm she sent him. Song Wuhan couldn't help but ask, "you came close to me on purpose."

Ning Shu ignores song guohan and looks at Feng Yin all the time. Feng Yin's soul is weak now. Before, it was like a real person, but now it's transparent.

Lost ghost Wang Dan, lost nine Yin Gang fire again, the seal Yin of now is better than before to deal with.

Ning Shu nodded to the two old men.

Feng Yin's body, with a thick black air, turned to song guohan and said, "go to the bedroom, don't come out."

Song guohan holds on to Feng Yin tightly, "but I'm worried about you."

"It's OK." Feng Yin said, "no one in the world can deal with me."

That's what I'm talking about.

Although song kuihan believed in Fengyin, he thought of the blood dripping from his face before and understood that Fengyin was not good.

Especially he gave himself the ghost King Dan.

Song guohan was so angry that he stopped in front of Feng Yin and shouted to Ning Shu, "whoever I want to be with, who I like to talk to, who I like to fall in love with, you nosy Taoists."

"In addition to the devil to defend the slogan, for what is the right way, it's really vomit, I and Feng Yin love, it's none of your business." Song Wuhan's face is satirical.

"It's like you're doing clean things, and you're taking care of other people's business."

When Ning Shu heard song guohan's long speech, he said coldly, "who cares who you fall in love with? You are not our business with ghosts or animals."

Your love doesn't want to see the second eye, and Fengyin wants to kill them. Isn't it allowed to resist.

Feng Yin turns song guohan behind him and looks at Ning Shu coldly from a high below zero. "It's naive to think that you can deal with me if you find two helpers."

Ning Shu reached into the cloth bag, took out the rune paper, clipped it at the fingertips, and read the mantra. The rune paper flew towards Fengyin.

Feng Yin frowned, avoiding Rune paper.

Ning Shu pinches the formula, and the rune paper floats in the air and pastes it on Feng Yin's body.

Fuwen paper touched the soul of Fengyin, and the black air rolled out of Fengyin.

Feng Yin couldn't understand why the rune paper hurt him. He didn't meet any Taoists, but the rune paper of those Taoists was useless to him.

Song guohan saw the rune paper on Feng Yin's body, his eyes were red anxiously, and he stretched out his hand to pull it off.

Song guohan, who came across Rune paper, hissed and hissed, and the air suddenly filled with a burning smell.

Now Song guohan is also a ghost strictly speaking. Rune paper is harmful to her.

"Go inside and leave me alone." Feng Yin's eyes were red and he shouted to song guohan.Song guohan bit his lips and ran into the bedroom.

Ning Shu doesn't care about song guohan. Without Feng Yin, song's fate is unknown.

Three people and one ghost stand each other, two old men practice, various exorcism props come to the battle in turn, and Fengyin all dodges lightly.

On the other hand, Feng Yin was very afraid of these things contacting his soul.

Instead of hiding, I used to use these props.

Feng Yin's body erupted infinite Yin evil spirit, making the whole room extremely dark, just like ink, making people can't see clearly around.

The old man read a mantra and lit a lamp. The fire was like a bean, but the spirit of yin and evil around him was slowly dissipated.

Feng Yin's ferocious face took the opportunity to grasp Ning Shu's neck, and a strong breath of yin and evil rushed into her body along his cold hands.

Ning Shu felt as if his body had exploded and his brain was in chaos.

Feng Yin's eyes are disgusted and resentful of Ning Shu, obviously disgusted with Ning Shu.

What Fengyin hates most is this woman.

"Big girl." The old man's face was ugly. He directly threw the lamp in his hand at Fengyin.

Ge Shishu is doing it on the side, dispelling the dark, black and evil spirit in the room.

"You have a lot of courage. You dare to take care of my affairs. There are countless Taoists who died in my hands." Feng Yin's face was covered with blood, which flowed down his white face.

"I'll take your soul out and put it in the puppet, and let Xihan play with it." Feng Yin's mouth said vicious words.

Ning Shu listens to Feng Yin's words. It's really cruel. He becomes a puppet. It's endless pain. He stabs it with a needle, stabs it with a knife, or breaks his hands and feet and drowns in the water.

The pain is very real. The soul will bear the pain, but it will not really die.

It's like death.