Qian Dafa started to get restless, and his sharp nails were about to break the red rope.

Due to the change in aura, Qian Zihao and others finally saw the evil ghost in the red net.

"I'll go! Isn't this grandpa?" Qian Zihao was horrified, "Dad, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Qian Sheng was pleased, "You finally know what you did was wrong..."

"Oh, grandpa is behind us, we just went in the wrong direction!"

"Do I have to make it up now?"

Qian Zihao pulled his father to turn around, making a gesture to kneel down. Seeing Qian Sheng's stiff body, he thought he was unwilling, and showed his disapproval, "Dad, this is your fault! Give your own father a hard time."

What's wrong with your head? If you feel embarrassed, I'll kowtow to you first."

Qian Zihao bent his legs and knelt on the ground with a plop. He kowtowed to Qian Sheng three times, then turned around and kowtowed to Qian Dafa. He sighed, "Grandpa, don't blame my dad. He's such a man.

To save face, pretend, even if you die, don’t blame him - ah ah ah ah ah grandpa, don’t bite me ah ah ah!!”

Qian Zihao was so frightened that Qian Dafa's bloody mouth made him pee, and then he realized something was wrong.

The graveyard, the Taoist priest, the man who has been dead for more than ten years has made a lot of money, and the supernatural elements are all gathered together.

Qian Zihao turned around tremblingly and found that his father was staring at him with a pair of eyes that were not willing to rest in death, and then pinched the person with his index finger.

He shook for a moment, then silently shrank behind the tombstone and hid.

"You are a traitor! You are a traitor!" Qian was so angry that he was shaking.

Chu Hanxing held the talisman paper between his hands, moved instantly, and posted the talisman outside the French Open. Qian Dafa stretched out his fingers, shrunk by the talisman paper, and instantly calmed down.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and smiled as if they had survived the disaster.

Ling Xuan wiped his cold sweat: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Someone let out a long breath, and the talisman that was originally in good shape was blown away. Ling Xuan's pupils shrank, and he jumped over, holding the yellow talisman on his hand and sliding the French net.

"Hiss... come on, dig in quickly!"

Ling Xuan was so cold that he grinned. Qian Sheng called his bodyguards and started digging the grave.

Several bodyguards dug noisily for a while, and the surface of the coffin was gradually exposed.

Everyone was shocked. There was two meters of water under the coffin, and most of the coffin was soaked in it!

After everything was dug out, it could be seen that there were many small holes under the coffin. Chu Hanxing's eyes fell on the corner of the coffin board, where there were scratches from friction and white powder.

Now, even Qian Sheng could tell something was wrong. He asked a Feng Shui master to check it out. The burial was clean and there was no water at all. It hadn't rained in the past two days. Where did the water come from?

"Quick, open the coffin!"

Qian Sheng's face was gloomy, and the bodyguards nailed the coffin out. Qian Sheng went to push the coffin board, but did not push it for a long time.

He raised his hand, and seven or eight people pushed it at the same time. They tried their best to hold it back and turned red in the face, but the coffin board still didn't move at all.

"Step aside."

Chu Hanxing passed through the crowd and put his palm on the coffin. Qian Zihao suddenly screamed: "Wait! My grandfather has transformed into a corpse, right?"

This is what happens on TV! Push open the coffin and the zombie will jump out and say hello to you.

Chu Hanxing's voice was light: "We are a metaphysics channel."

Only talks about ghosts and gods, not zombies.

She held her breath, pushed forward with her palm, and with a bang, the coffin board that several big men could not push finally opened.

A stench shot straight up to the Tianling Cap, and Qian Sheng and others who came over were not turned purple by the stench.

But he only paused for a moment before speaking with a pale face: "What the hell is going on?!"

Ling Xuan walked closer and looked into the coffin, and broke into a cold sweat. He did not expect that there was a peach wood sword inserted in the belly button of Qian Dafa's corpse!

However, this mahogany sword is not pure yang, but pure yin. It was planted in the yin year when the sun is yin, and then taken out when the sky and the earth oppose the sun. It is engraved with the yin talisman, gathering all the evil spirits and evil spirits, and inserted into the Qian Dafa

Being among the corpses can greatly increase the power of the ghosts guarding the corpse, while losing all their sanity.

Chu Hanxing closed his eyes and looked calm: "If it falls another three inches, your whole family will definitely die."

"It's not like he shows mercy..." Qian Sheng's eyes turned red.

Chu Hanxing shook his head: "Being guilty of karma and carrying negative debts, I can't escape the five shortcomings and three shortcomings. I guess I'm afraid that you will have to settle the accounts with him after you die."

If a family member suddenly dies suddenly, and the soul guarding the body is nowhere to be found, it will definitely attract the attention of the underworld, and the person behind it will most likely be discovered if they are traced.

And by destroying Feng Shui, Qian Sheng's family was slowly dragged to death. Yin Chai would only think that they were not filial to their ancestors, and that their ancestors sent them away. Every family had sutras that were difficult to recite, and they didn't care about this.

"Then what will happen if no one finds out that there is something wrong with my grandfather's graveyard?" Qian Xiaohao asked with trembling lips.

Chu Hanxing's voice was light: "Debt and bankruptcy, your mother and grandmother will die of cancer within a month, you and your father will always be unlucky and suffering from illness, you will die suddenly in middle age, and your father will never be able to make a difference."

Several people present felt chills in their backs at the same time, and a chill rose from the soles of their feet. It was really terrifying.

How much hatred does the other party have?

That's not all. Qian Dafa has soul-eating nails in his bones and becomes a ghost king. He is controlled by the people behind the scenes. A bloody storm is probably inevitable.

"Please save us!" Qian Sheng almost knelt down to Chu Hanxing.

Chu Hanxing nodded, glanced at Ling Xuan, who was shivering from the cold, and asked, "Do you know the rituals of underworld affairs?"

If you want to do yang things, you must first practice secrets, open a dojo, and do things.

To break this soul-locking formation, the soul-eating nails must be pulled out one by one. Qian Dafa will be in agony. If he cannot be freed, he may become the ghost king in advance.

The yang rituals pray for blessings and prolong life, eliminate diseases and disasters, the yin rituals practice alchemy and food, and super salvation produces prescriptions. Doing the yin rituals can make Qian Dafa and the soul peaceful, which is the so-called salvation.

If Ling Xuan can't do it, then he can only wait until tomorrow to find the Youke Taoist priest.

"I cultivate both yin and yang."

Ling Xuan carried a small cloth bag with him, which contained talismans, Sanqing bells and some magic weapons. The items were not complete, but with the help of Chu Hanxing's spiritual energy, it was no problem to perform a ritual.

Qian Sheng and others returned to the car. Chu Hanxing closed his eyes. When he opened his eyelids, his eyes were cold and solemn, and he took out twenty-four jade stones.

They fall on Gen, Qian, Kun, Xun, Jiaxu, Bingzi, Gengshen, Renchen, one yin and one yang, and cycle back and forth to harmonize the aura.

Qian Dafa's corpse-guarding soul floated above the coffin, and its spiritual energy formed a barrier around it. It was controlled and unable to move.

Chu Hanxing began to form seals. Ling Xuan had both incense and paper money in his hands. He took the Chao Hut and walked forward. Chu Hanxing pulled out a soul-eating nail and waved a handful of paper money.

After the paper money burned, a strong wind blew, and Qian Dafa roared in the air. There was a stack of money in his arms. He was stunned, put it into his pocket, and then continued to show his teeth.

There were four soul-eating nails left. Chu Hanxing chanted a spell quickly and slapped a piece of talisman paper on the coffin. The talisman spontaneously ignited out of thin air, and the four soul-eating nails flew out. Qian Dafa's ghost power suddenly increased sharply.

The mahogany sword was as cold as thousand-year-old ice. Chu Hanxing held the hilt of the sword without changing his expression.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan quickly recited the "Tai Shang Miao Sutra for the Explanation of Wrongs in Three Lives". Qian Dafa's soul emitted a light yellow light, which intertwined with the rich black energy and competed with each other.

The time has come, Ling Xuan shook the Sanqing Bell, and there was a long and distant tinkling sound. Qian Dafa's soul calmed down, and Chu Hanxing tightened his grip and drew out the peach wood sword.

In an instant, the pale yellow light successfully occupied Qian Dafa's soul body, and the black energy was expelled, running around in the barrier.

Ling Xuan's heart tightened and he said anxiously: "We can't let it escape and harm others!"

Black energy has a great influence on ordinary people, and Qian Sheng and the others are outside.

He took out a handful of yellow talismans and planned to burn them and chant a spell.

Chu Hanxing calmly took out Xiaotao's tablet and tapped it behind the tablet. Xiaotao appeared with a blank look on his face, while Chu Hanxing looked lazy.

"The banquet is open."

Ling Xuan:!!!

Xiaotao:(*′???｀)?


Chapter completed!