The brothers of them always knew that Sister Mo was born in Taoist temple, but they only thought that she was practicing inside.

There are so many Taoist priests in the world, and there are actually very few people who will go out to call for spirits.

Therefore, the fifth junior brother still respects the elder sister very much, but if she knows her... now, I am afraid that this attitude will change.

"Although Xiao Wuzi is not sensible, but the teacher is with me, he dare not offend him." Zhao Xuanjing didn't care much.

As long as they spend more time with Xie Qiao, they will naturally understand that Xie Qiao will have real abilities, different from the deceitful magic stick.

Xiao Yurong sighed, "Just now I looked at Sister Mo as if I was going to start the altar, and I didn't know what I was going to do..."

"If you are curious, just take a sneak peek." Zhao Xuanjing's eyes had more meaning.

Xiao Yurong really wanted to see it.

The elder sister contracted the entire inn, and even the boss was arranged in front by her and was not allowed to step into this backyard. Not only that, she had been walking around the yard since the morning, with yellow symbols plastered everywhere.

But today, she is no longer wearing white clothes, she put on an old blue robe, her complexion doesn't seem to be very good either, she looks...

It's not very dazzling anymore, the complexion is a little darker and duller, and suddenly it becomes a lot more ordinary, and the unpredictable fairy air in the week seems to be gone.

What's going on here today?

Xiao Yurong stood at the window on the second floor, staring at the courtyard downstairs.

After Xie Qiao was ready, he cleaned his hands and burned incense to open the altar.

There was a word in his mouth, he was far away, and he couldn't hear clearly, and the sight that his eyes could see clearly attracted his attention.

Just looking at him, the senior sister seemed to be dancing in the same place, the steps looked mysterious and strange, and people couldn't help but want to look more.

Suddenly, the backyard felt like a violent wind was blowing, and it always felt dark and oppressive, making people feel dull and uncomfortable, but the senior sister stood in the wind, but walking in the garden has no effect. With a firm look, he flicked one after another, not knowing what he was doing.

Xie Qiao was actually very tired.

Going out in July, she didn't dare to unless she was well prepared.

There are too many ghosts collected along the way, plus the ones brought from Wangyunlou...

Have to be sent away.

Now that the puppet door is wide open, those ghosts who come up from below can be returned to those who are familiar with the familiar road. Xie Qiao's hands should not be in the book, so it is not easy to think of going down.

What Xie Qiao had to do was to use the current Yin Qi to drag these ghosts away.

Sending reincarnation today, if it is not too many, is actually relatively easy.

It's better than when it's not a year or a festival, the next procedure is more rigorous, I can't queue up even if I want to, and it takes a few more days to read the scriptures, and it takes a lot of work.

Xie Qiao took a long time this time.

She had been carrying it in the backyard, and her mouth was so skinny that she was chanting the spell, and it was only in the afternoon that she sent the last ghost down.

The wind stopped, and the spell stopped.

Xie Qiao's forehead was sweaty, and his strength was gone.

But she didn't dare to rest, and even looked around defensively, for fear that a ghost with short eyes would have to break through and want to be attached to her.

Although she is in good health, she shouldn't have worried about this kind of thing, but now she is too tired, and she is afraid that there will be a more powerful ghost coming over, she can't hold it.

"Senior Sister, if I'm done, let me play chess with me." Xie Qiao sat cross-legged and cultivated, but Zhao Xuanjing suddenly appeared.

Xie Qiao looked at him sideways.

The eyes lit up: "Yes, good chess, poor Dao will definitely kill you three hundred rounds..."