The power of this sword formation was beyond Song Qingxiao's expectation, which made her feel more confident about this mission.

It seems that with the different strength of the master, the power that the Big Dipper array can exert is also different this day.

After leaving the abyssal realm, she managed to break through the realm of Hedao, far better than the holder of the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation that day, Fu Xiu, so that the lethality of this sword formation is no less than that of a powerful person who is also a realm of Hedao. Shot.

She put away the copper coin sword, settled down, and said:

"let's go!"

Everyone passed the gods, and the old Taoist asked, clutching his chest:

"That just-"

He remembered the Golden Dragon who had fled after chasing the blood python. Although he didn't know what monster Song Qingxiao released, he hesitated to wait for it to come back.

"Don't worry about it."

Song Qingxiao shook his head and explained:

"It will come back by itself."

The Heavenly Jade Sword is connected to her mind, and the dragon soul is connected to her, and he will return after killing the ghost king.

Seeing that she was so determined, the old Taoist nodded his head even though he was still a little worried, but he was unwilling to disobey her opinion.

At this moment, the crisis was temporarily lifted, and Song Qing was in the team again.

She showed her supernatural powers several times, and the celestial power she showed made everyone particularly convinced. Even in Shenzhuang, she was no longer as afraid as before.

With her words, Wu Baocai once again led the way and walked towards the ancestral home of his grandparents' home.

After experiencing the defeat of the ghost king and the massacre of the corpses, the ghosts in the streets did not dare to step forward and stop it easily.

Only the green shadow in the distance dangled, and a few human skin lanterns coldly passed through the corner of the street, looking at the group of people, and said miserably:

"help me--"

"it hurts--"

"I died terribly."

...

Everyone didn't stop, this time the ghost didn't dare to make trouble again, and the way was unimpeded.

About two quarters of an hour later, Wu Baocai finally stopped in front of a house.

It was a dark old house, and a human-skin lantern hung in front of the door of the house, at the moment it heard the sound of footsteps, it seemed to sense the existence of danger, and it became busy.

A black air spouted from the mouth of the human skin lantern, mixed with a little green ghost fire, and melted the hanging rope hanging on the top of it.

It flew up, stood on the eaves, looked at this side for a while, as if confirming something, and then ran away without looking back.

"..."

Before Wu Baocai had time to be scared, he saw this human skin lantern in a gray monk robe behaved a hundred times more scared than him. After a while, he was gone.

Everyone rushed to see him with a weird and horrified look, as if a little at a loss.

The door of the Shen family was closed tightly, and the dark red door looked like a monster lurking in the shadows in the dark night.

Earlier, everyone wished to get here quickly and hid in the mansion.

But at this moment, when he really arrived at the gate of the mansion, Wu Baocai hesitated to enter again, fearing that after the gate was opened, there would be another more terrifying scene waiting.

Everyone had similar ideas. After standing outside the gate for a while, Aunt Wu gritted her teeth:

"What are you afraid of!"

She walked out of the crowd and took two steps in the direction of the gate:

"Even if they have passed away, they are still my parents--"

Having said that, when she stepped up the steps, her feet trembled unwillingly:

"Also reminded me of danger before."

Having said this, she noticed Song Qing's small figure behind her from the corner of her eyes, and a raised heart suddenly fell back to its original place, and her back straightened a lot.

Right now, Aunt Wu's head didn't faint, and her legs were no longer as soft as before, but she strode up the steps.

After seeing Song Qingxiao also followed up the steps, Aunt Wu stood in front of the door as before returning to her family's house, reaching out to touch the bunk on the door.

People who moved to Shenzhuang in the early days have already made their mark here. For wealthy households like the Shen family, every door is equipped with a shop to ward off evil spirits.

Different materials and craftsmanship highlight the wealth of the family, and Aunt Wu’s family is no exception.

The pavilion is made of copper, and it is extremely strong. It has been there since the Shen family built the courtyard.

But when Aunt Wu stretched out her hand to touch it, as soon as she buckled the copper ring, the copper ring that was bitten in the mouth of the beast had already dropped.

At the same time, the decayed pavement fell down. It fell to the ground and bounced several times, making a great noise.

After experiencing the previous siege by ghost corpses and crack-faced female ghosts, when everyone came along, the ghosts on the road seemed to subconsciously dodge, making the vicinity of the city center extremely quiet.

The sound of the falling pavement at this time was too loud, especially in the extremely quiet environment, I am afraid that it can be heard clearly.

Aunt Wu's heart touched her throat, her soul wandering like flying up, returning to the original place after a long while.

She settled, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to pat the door:

"Brother, sister-in-law, we are back."

With such a loud noise outside the door, if someone in the room had already come to open the door.

After she patted the door, the room was quiet and no sound was heard.

The Shen family is a wealthy household, and a few servants were hired in the house. If it was usual, someone would have responded when she came back and knocked on the door.

The house was quiet now, like an empty house.

Aunt Wu waited for a while~lightnovelpub.net~ and turned back subconsciously.

Behind her was Song Qingxiao, and Song Changqing stood not far away supporting the old Taoist priest.

Wu Nier, Wu Baoshan and his sons were all looking at her eagerly. She swallowed her saliva, turned around and knocked on the door a few times, raised her volume again and shouted:

"Father, mother—we are back—"

"father--"

Her voice passed into the courtyard and turned into an echo that faintly passed into her ears.

Aunt Wu waited for a while, then reached out and pushed the door down.

The door was bolted from the inside, and after pushing it a few times, only one slit was opened, and a yin wind blew out from the inside, making her shiver in the cold.

After a long time, she gradually became a little uneasy, moved closer to her right cheek, and wanted to look in with the uninjured eye--

But at this look, the same pitch-black eyeball inside the door that was close to the crack of the door and looked out met through a thin crack of the door.

"what!!!"

Aunt Wu didn't expect such a situation to happen, and the shock she received was not trivial, and her soul was almost out of her body at the moment.

Her chubby body leaned straight back, if Song Qingxiao, who was behind her, stretched out his hand to support her and supported her chubby body, she would have to fall into a big caterpillar and suffer a lot.

"Yes, there are ghosts!"

Aunt Wu was supported by Song Qingxiao, and immediately became courageous, and she hugged Song Qingxiao with her backhand, and she trembled in the direction of the door:

"I, I saw an eye--"

Song Qing turned his head and looked at the direction of the door, the eye behind the house had already been retreated.

But her divine sense had already locked this Qi machine, and the'human' behind the door seemed to understand this very well. After a few seconds, only the sound of Mu Shuan being slowly opened came from behind the door— —

A low and old voice rang:

"It turns out that the eldest girl is back--"