Soon, the door of the bamboo building opened from inside, and a middle-aged man in a green robe walked out. His facial features were somewhat similar to Zhang Qingling, with a sense of elegance and heroism, and he was more calm than Zhang Qingling.

"Xiao Yuan, what's wrong?" Zhang Shan looked at his niece in surprise and the little girl on her back, slightly surprised.

Zhang Qingyuan gasped into the room, "Second uncle, come and see her!"

"Put down the person first." The lights in the house shone on Ranran's face, and Zhang Shan also saw Ranran's condition clearly.

Zhang Qingyuan was very obedient. Ranran put it on the sofa and sat on the side, her breathing was still very rapid.

"How did this person do it? The yang fire on his head is about to be extinguished!" Zhang Shan's tone became much heavier unconsciously.

"Uncle Second, we have something in our house. It doesn't look like a ghost or a ghost, and I don't know what it is. My mother and my brother are fighting with them now!"

Zhang Shan was stunned, "Your brother is back?"

"Well, not long after entering the door, something happened just now." Zhang Qingyuan didn't dare to say that before. She has had the best relationship with her second uncle since she was a child and spoke very casually.

Zhang Shan looked down at Ran Ran who was sleeping and asked slowly: "Is this girl the daughter born from the Chunyu family and the Yanfu family?"

"Yeah, it's her! Chunyu Churan, Chunyu Li's only daughter, Xiao Ming Ranran." Zhang Qingyuan is also Men Qing for Ranran's life experience.

"No wonder they always provoke something that shouldn't be provoked!" Zhang Shan whispered, "It seems that the thing wants her body, right?"

Zhang Qingyuan opened her eyes wide, "Uncle Second, how did you know?"

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have been so surprised!

"The body of the saint of the Si family is very wonderful. Once inherited by the next generation of saints, that kind of wonderful thing will disappear immediately. However, many things will be retained, such as women will age slowly." Zhang Shan said as he leaned over to see what Ranran was doing, took cinnabar from the table beside him, and wrote a talisman on Ranran's forehead with a pen.

As Zhang Qingyuan listened, her eyes widened. She looked at Zhang Shan’s actions with a wrong mistake and tried hard to record every step he had done.

"Okay!"

"Uncle Second, that's all right?"

"You wake up in a while. You should put her here and go back and see how your brother and the others are." After Zhang Shan said that, Zhang Qingyuan stood up, and she was also very worried about her mother and brother.

"Second Uncle, then please take care of Ranran!"

"Okay, go quickly!" Zhang Shan waved his hand, and Zhang Qingyuan immediately pushed the door and left.

When she arrived at the front yard, she happened to see the room in a mess. The two things had long disappeared, leaving only her brother and her strong mother standing there, dazed in a certain direction.

"Mom, brother, is it okay?" Zhang Qingyuan walked over, supported Zhang's mother, and helped her walk outside.

Zhang Qingling frowned, "Mom, can you tell what that is?"

"Demon!"

"Demon? No, no, that thing has no body, it can definitely not be a demon, it is not right! Could it be..." Zhang Qingling's eyes were full of shock.

Zhang's mother nodded slowly, "That's right, that's it!"
Chapter completed!