"Brother Jiang, what abnormality did you find?"

Seeing Jiang Beichen's surprise, Zhao Meimei was also startled immediately, and hurriedly walked over and asked.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly said: "I'm afraid this Zhang Daxian himself doesn't know what he brought with the soul-catching flags. Sister Zhao, I suggest you stop this Zhang Daxian immediately. Do you remember what I said to you before? ?"

"A little bit later, I am afraid that your son will really be taken away!"

Jiang Beichen spoke with a serious face.

"What, take home?"

Zhao Meimei's beautiful eyes were full of horror. She naturally remembered what Jiang Beichen said to her before.

In the monastic world, there are many fairy ghosts, or practitioners, who will choose some children with better roots, and after driving away their souls, they will inject their own souls into their bodies! This method is called looting! "Brother Jiang, do you mean that Zhang Daxian did not bring back my son's soul, but instead brought in some fairy spirits and ghosts?

Want to seize my son? "

Zhao Meimei couldn't help asking back.

Jiang Beichen nodded with a serious face: "Yes, the tornado is the evil wind, I won't say what is inside, I am afraid you are afraid, but once these things are attached to your son's body, your son is afraid that it is not your son. Up!"

"what?"

Zhao Meimei was so scared that her face turned pale, she hurriedly went to stop Zhang Daxian, and kept shouting: "Zhang Daxian, stop, stop!"

However, the wind was so strong that Zhang Daxian didn't hear her yelling at all, and maybe even if he heard it, there was no way to stop now.

Because this evil wind is drawn by the spirits, as the saying goes, it is easy to invite God, but it is difficult to send God.

Now it's not easy to recruit these things and then send them away.

At this time, Zhao Guangzhi came over quickly, "Sister, what are you doing, why are you blocking Zhang Daxian from casting spells?"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly said: "Brother Jiang said, what Zhang Daxian provokes is not an obvious soul, but a fairy and ghost. You should stop him!"

"Sister, what are you talking nonsense?

Are you listening to this kid? "

Zhao Guangzhi showed an expression of disregard and said: "Sister, Zhang Daxian is one of the best immortals in Youzhou! You know how difficult it is for me to invite him, look at this posture, the wind and rain, this is a fairy! And we've all given money, now you stop Zhang Daxian from casting spells, those millions have been lost!"

"I think this kid, he is jealous of Zhang Daxian, he is full of nonsense, he is just ill-intentioned and doesn't want my big nephew to wake up!"

Zhao Guangzhi immediately targeted Jiang Beichen and accused him loudly.

"This..." Zhao Meimei was also a little stunned. She was indeed a little anxious when she heard Jiang Beichen talk about Duoshe, hearing her brother said that, she suddenly hesitated.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly came over and said, "Sister Zhao, I am not alarmist. I guarantee my personality. I speak the truth. This great immortal is really not a good thing. If you continue, once the ghost Possession, that would be troublesome! I'm afraid your son's soul really won't come back!"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help but shouted.

"Are you a Feng Shui Master?

Or Mr. Yin Yang? "

"What right do you have to compete here?"

"It has delayed my nephew's awakening, can you bear the responsibility?"

One sentence after another, Zhao Guangzhi threw towards Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning: "Although I am not a Feng Shui Master, nor a Onmyoji Master, I can be regarded as deadly friendship with Sister Zhao, but I am out of good intentions!"

"Excessive friendship?

Do you want a little face? "

Zhao Guangzhi showed a disdainful expression, and sneered: "I think you are trying to plot against my sister, right?"

"Guangzhi, don't be presumptuous!"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly scolded, "Brother Jiang saved my life. We are indeed a deadly friendship. He will never harm me!"

Zhao Meimei still believes in Jiang Beichen more, not only because of the last life-saving thing, but also because Jiang Beichen gave her an inexplicable sense of security. She has read countless people in the mall, and she has a more accurate view of people.

"Sister, don't speak so absolute, knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart, how long do you know him, and you will know who he is?"

Zhao Guangzhi still couldn't help but snorted.

Jiang Beichen didn't want to talk to him, but said to Zhao Meimei: "Sister Zhao, it's not too late, let him stop, your son's situation is really dangerous!"

Ooh! At this time, the wind blows even louder.

Zhang Daxian on the stage jumped more vigorously, and Jiang Beichen clearly saw that his eyes had turned into a pitch black color, and his whole body was exuding bursts of black air.

"No, he has been controlled by the soul-catching flag, and the current situation is probably beyond his control!"

Jiang Beichen said with a gloomy expression.

I'm going up quickly, trying to **** the soul-drawing banner in Zhang Daxian's hand.

"Boy, dare you!!"

At this time, Zhao Guangzhi immediately led people to encircle Jiang Beichen.

"I warn you, just stay with me, if you dare to stop Zhang Daxian from casting spells, believe it or not, I stripped you alive!"

Zhao Guangzhi had a fierce expression and his eyes flickered fiercely.

"Guangzhi, don't be rude!"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly walked over and said, "Otherwise, let Master Zhang stop first. I also feel that something is wrong. This yard is gloomy and there are terrible sounds. I am afraid it is really a bad thing! "

Zhao Meimei also felt a little scared at this time, feeling cold and swish all over.

"Get up!"

At this moment, Zhang Daxian on the stage suddenly shouted a word.

Zhao Xiaoming on the single bed suddenly sat up.

For a while, everyone was stunned, and the wind gradually dissipated, and the courtyard was silent.

"Young Master is awake?"

"Really awake!"

"Zhang Daxian is a great immortal if he doesn't lose, too powerful!"

People were shocked, and they were all talking about it.

Zhao Meimei's eyes trembled, her eyes flushed red, "Son, you, are you awake?"

"Haha, sister, what did I say?

Zhang Daxian deserves to be Zhang Daxian, who has rescued our nephew! "

Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help laughing.

"son?

son? "

Zhao Meimei hurried forward two steps and called to Zhao Xiaoming twice.

Although Zhao Xiaoming sat up, he didn't say a word and didn't move.

"Jie Jie!"

After a while, Zhao Xiaoming suddenly let out a weird laughter in his throat, and the yard suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at Zhao Xiaoming, feeling a little strange.

Zhang Daxian seemed to have recovered his sane at this moment, looking at the Yinhun Banner in his hand in a daze, because he was controlled by the Yinhun Banner just now and he didn't know what happened.

"Jie Jie!"

There was another sly smile, Zhao Xiaoming slowly turned around, a strange smile appeared on his pale face, and his eyeballs became as black as ink. He should have been a lively child, but at this moment, there was a hint of strangeness in his body. Breath.

"Hunting the soul...Give it to me!"

Zhao Xiaoming climbed out of the bed, as if he could not walk, and kept crawling towards Zhang Daxian, beckoning, wanting to attract the soul.

Zhang Daxian couldn't help being a little dazed, and stunned for no reason, and couldn't help backing up.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaoming screamed, so he sprang up and rushed directly on Zhang Daxian's body, biting down at his ear, and tearing! Zhang Daxian suddenly screamed, dropped the soul-inspiring banner, and rolled to the bottom of the stage.

"Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

Zhang Daxian was shocked and trembled all over, blood was flowing from his ears and temples, and the others were also dumbfounded.

I saw Zhao Xiaoming at this moment, his mouth full of blood, and his mouth kept chewing on Zhang Daxian's ears, creaking, and everyone's ears were horrified.

"Son, what's the matter with you son, don't scare mom!"

Zhao Meimei panicked, thinking of Jiang Beichen's previous story of robbing her house, she was even more frightened.

hiss! hiss! Zhao Meimei wanted to step forward, but Zhao Xiaoming immediately became vigilant and kept sticking out her tongue, like a python, showing a hideous expression, as if giving a warning.

"Brother Jiang, what's the matter with my son, is he really being taken away by...?"

Zhao Meimei has no master, so she can only hold Jiang Beichen and ask.

Jiang Beichen sighed, shook his head and said, "I just said, what he has brought in is not a good thing at all!"

"Zhang Daxian! You return my son, you return my son!"

Zhao Meimei was so angry that she went up to punch and kick Zhang Daxian.

Zhao Guangzhi hurriedly went up and pulled her down, "Sister, calm down, no matter what, I am clearly awake now! Better than a vegetable!"

"roll!"

"You are not a good thing either. You are obviously your nephew, so you found someone to harm him!"

Zhao Meimei slapped her over.