Hearing Uncle Shan exclaim that the wronged soul was already crazy, Shi Jiaying was so scared that she trembled all over and quickly looked up at the computer screen. [I saw that the black shadow had reached the gate at this time. Even under the bright light at the gate, the shadow was still a shadow. I could only see a human figure in a shady figure, and nothing else could be seen clearly. It was as if this shadow was a black hole that had not changed for thousands of years, and even the light at the gate had to be swallowed up when it shone on it.

"Bang bang bang"! A rough sound of hitting the door suddenly came downstairs. The sound passed through the window on the second floor and clearly reached Uncle Shan and others' ears. However, through monitoring, they clearly saw that the shadow was at least one meter away from the door and did not touch the door at all. However, the imported oak door was swaying in the sound.

The ghost was showing its potential, and only it could control this sect from afar. This consciousness immediately emerged in the minds of Shi Jiaying and others.

"Duh! Daring and wronged soul, do you really think my Vajra Formation is a decoration?" Uncle Shan shouted loudly, then muttered something, and the peach wood sword in his hand also danced.

"Qi!" Uncle Shan shouted loudly, and the Taomu sword followed and pointed towards the gate.

"Peng", a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up on the originally ordinary gate. From a distance, the golden light showed a pattern of a Bagua Yin and Yang fish, and crashed into the shadow.

The shadow obviously also showed that the golden light was difficult to deal with. The body suddenly shrank sharply, turning into a black light, fleeing in circles in the yard. The golden Yin-Yang fish chased after the black shadow, but for the moment it was helpless.

"Master, you must resist?" Shi Jiaying said in horror.

"My evil! Get out of here!" Uncle Shan stared at the screen with his eyes.

I saw more than a dozen burning spells suddenly appeared in the night sky, and they also participated in the pursuit and blocking the shadows.

Finally, the shadow was forced to a corner of the yard, surrounded by fire balls and yin and yang fish, floating up and down, looking like waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Calm!" Uncle Shan shouted loudly, and the burning spells of fire suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the shadow.

Looking at the surrounding talismans, the shadow was obviously scared. It swayed rapidly in the air, and two ghost eyes shining with faint light suddenly shone brightly. Soon, its whole body seemed to be ignited by the two faint lights and exploded.

Looking from the computer screen, the entire screen was filled with light, just like those big explosions in the movie, dazzlingly bright and you can't see anything.

"How is it? Master, has the wronged soul been conquered?" Shi Jiaying asked Uncle Shan with a serious face and said.

Uncle Shan held the peach wood sword in his hand, and suddenly shook his body, and with a "ah", he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Shi Jiaying couldn't dodge and was sprayed all over his head and face.

Even the master vomited blood? Everyone felt that his head was so cool that it suddenly turned blank. Even Shi Jiaying, who was sprayed with blood, was stunned, and even forgot to wipe the blood on his face.

"No, that evil spirit is too violent, and my little Vajra Formation can't be suppressed." Uncle Shan's face seemed to have turned much whiter suddenly, and he said coldly.

"Bang bang!" As if responding to Uncle Shan's words, a louder sound of collision with the door came from the gate. Hearing the sound, the door would sooner or later be unable to hold on and was broken into the door by the wronged soul.

In the yard, Tian Hao was holding a log that was removed from the flower stand and was hitting the oak door with all his strength.

Under the guidance of the mobile phone text message, he touched here and pushed open the gate of the yard that had been opened by Uncle Shan. At this time, Shi Jiaying and the others were attracted to the shadow floating on the yard wall pointed out by Uncle Shan. At the beginning, Tian Hao was cautious, afraid that he would be discovered by the cross-set surveillance heads. As a result, when he tiptoed into the yard, the surveillance monitor did not find him, but was stopped by the Tibetan mastiff with a fierce face and kept barking at him.

By the way, he sneaked in and was suddenly seen by such a vicious dog. He said he was not afraid, which was a lie. Fortunately, he soon discovered that the Tibetan mastiff was tied up. No matter how it acted against him, it would eventually be pulled back by the iron chain.

So he finally calmed down and took out the three syringes containing potions that Dr. Hua had rushed over this afternoon, aimed at the Tibetan mastiff's forward momentum, and inserted them one by one into it. Sure enough, although Dr. Hua's newly developed Mafei San, although according to what he said, could not reach the perfect state of application on the operating table, it was enough to make the ferocious Tibetan mastiff faint quickly.

Then, under the guidance of his mobile phone, he started to shoot the door. In the quiet night sky, a little sound could be heard far away, so at the beginning, Tian Hao did not dare to knock hard. As a result, a message appeared on the mobile phone: "Eat force!"

He turned around and finally saw the flowerbed built of wood. Tian Hao made a quick decision and pulled down a log from it. He began to hit the wooden door like a costume film, holding the log.

The loud noise finally alarmed the male owner in the small villa next door. He ran to the balcony and stared blankly at Tian Hao's awesome movements.

"What's wrong? Dear, what's going on over there?" A woman's voice came out of the room and asked.

"I don't know, a man is hitting the door of their house." The man watching on the balcony replied.

"Don't worry about other people's business, my dear, come back quickly." The woman said in a sweet voice.

"It's so strange. There is obviously someone in the room, but why does such a big thing happen at the door and you won't come out to see it?" The man walked back to the house and was still puzzled by such a question.

"Follower, is this the underworld seeking revenge? Their people must have offended some underworld." The woman was tired of the bed and said with a chuckling.

"March?" the man was shocked, "Then let's call the police?"

"I said you are stupid? If you can call the police, the people in their house will call the police themselves. You don't know yet. The most unbearable thing for the underworld to seek revenge is to call the police. If you don't call the police, you can still settle the grudges with money. But if you call the police and their people are caught, it is not a problem that money can solve. If they don't call the police themselves, you can call the police? Don't talk about whether those underworld people will know. The problem of revenge on you is that the police are coming and recording you. What do you say? I don't want the tigress of your house to come to you." The woman leaned on the bed and gave the man a blank look.

The man was stunned when he heard this. He was indeed shameless about raising a mistress here. Forget it, everyone swept the snow in front of the door. It seems that I can't help you anymore. The man rushed over, turned around and jumped onto the bed, dragged the woman in the quilt over, and hugged her and ate her wildly.

"Hate, I'm so direct every time, I don't understand the slightest love or fun." The woman soon panted and cursed with a smile.

"Baby, you don't know how much I miss you. Give it to me quickly, I can't hold it in." The man hurriedly pressed the woman under his body and took the short and narrow nightgown on the woman's body.

"Hihehe, can you be as fierce as there?" The woman smirked and twisted her body under the man's body. She was stripped of her clothes half-pushed and half-pushed, provoking the man's desire...

In the room, a humming sound soon sounded, and there was no one else who had the leisure to care about the obvious something was wrong in Shijiaying's yard.

Every time there is a sound downstairs, Shi Jiaying and others in the monitoring room on the second floor tremble all over.

"Master, what should I do now?" Shi Jiaying asked in horror.

"You stay here, I'll go down! I don't believe that I can't deal with this evil!" Uncle Shan waved the peach wood sword in his hand and said with a determined look on his face.

"Master, what should we do if you go down? If the wronged soul rushed up, we would..." a bodyguard said in horror.

"If you are afraid of staying here, you can keep going with me." Uncle Shan held a sword in one hand and grabbed his bag with the other, and walked downstairs.

"Master..." Several people wanted to call Uncle Shan again, but found that he had already started going down the stairs. They looked at each other, but in the end no one dared to follow.

"Close the door, close the door." Shi Jiaying hurriedly greeted.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the oak door was finally knocked open.

"Ah!" There was a burst of exclamation in the monitoring room.

"Sad, I think you can be rampant until how long?" Uncle Shan shouted, and finally calmed down Shi Jiaying and others.

Everyone looked at the surveillance video on the computer again. There was no camera installed in the living room on the first floor, so they could only watch from the outside to the inside from a surveillance head in the yard.

The shadow swept into the living room like the wind, and Uncle Shan's figure rushed down the stairs. The peach wood sword in his hand once again showed the blue flame surrounding it. The sword light was flying and soon it was entangled with the shadow. Huer appeared in the middle of the gate, Huer was hidden behind the wall. The sound of "ping-ping-pong" objects smashing on the ground quickly sounded in the living room.

The fight started! Shi Jiaying and others nervously pinched their fists, hoping that Uncle Shan could bring them good news to conquer the wronged soul.

But in fact, Uncle Shan and Hao Tian hid in the dead corner of the surveillance head, chatting quietly while throwing the furniture around them from time to time.

"Brother, the master of the hall said it's time to close the net." Tian Hao glanced at the cell phone in his hand and told Uncle Shan.

"Okay, look at me." Uncle Shan agreed and smashed a large root carving beside him hard on the large LCD TV hanging on the wall.
Chapter completed!