Now should be the last time for me to exit the screen. The door panel is obviously unbearable to resist Li Mengting's toss and breaks. The weight of the weight has fallen down. The huge movement and sound knocked down the screen blocking the middle of the spirit shed.

Uncle Wu and the Young Master Lang outside were all shocked. Uncle Wu was ready to take action. However, when he saw that the female corpse did not attack me who was standing stupidly, hesitated for a moment when he rushed towards the white silk.

But I had been pulled aside by Young Master Lang, and there was a loud cry of a child coming from around me, and the sound of the female corpse was gently calling out a name, "March..."

We saw the already evil female corpse slowly and stiffly picking up Bai Ling. Regardless of the blood stain on it, we gently picked up a piece of it only the size of a palm in both hands. I mistakenly thought it was a blood clot that was not wrapped in yellow straw paper.

"March...my son..." That was the child who had been pushed out. I can only blame me for not expecting it.

The three-month-old child looks like this, completely different from what I imagined, the reduced version of the baby, and looks more like a scaleless salamander with a black spot.

"Sanman, are you okay?" Uncle Wu glanced at me squintedly. Seeing that I was safe, he was just a little scared and couldn't react. He didn't say much, throwing the inner world towards me. He was always on guard against Li Mengting and the child to eliminate evil, and then immediately took action.

However, the imagined danger did not happen. The female corpse just picked up a piece of yellow straw paper and wrapped the young fetus in it. Then it fell to the ground, and the bloody thing fell on the chest of her corpse.

A figure suddenly appeared in the messy spirit shed, which was Li Mengting's soul after giving birth. At this time, she was holding a fat white baby in her arms, with a maternal glory on her face, and gently focused only on the child in her arms.

The terror and hideousness of the corpse when it was used to eliminate evil spirits, turned into the way I had tidied up my face before, with a generous and sweetness of a girl.

"Thanks……"

With a soft sigh, the mother and son's soul turned back and disappeared before our eyes.

Uncle Wu let out a long breath before putting away the tobacco pot that was tightly held in his hand, "Fortunately, we have met a sensible one!"

I originally thought that things were over, and Li Mengting and the newly born child named Zhu Sanyue should have embarked on the cycle of reincarnation, but things were not as optimistic as I thought.

Just as we turned our backs to the door of the spiritual shed, we breathed a sigh of relief, and just as we were about to leave and asked someone to come over to clean up, a sudden change occurred.

It was not Li Mengting who killed one and shot him back, but another dirty body lurking in the dark outside the spirit shed, holding a soul body with a bag of skin in his hand.

She rushed into the spirit shed, as if there was something she liked very much, and the things she coveted attracted her to come in and grab it wildly.

The time for this female ghost who had never been exposed was very coincidental. Just when Uncle Wu put away the cigarette puff pot and bent down to clean up the makeup box that had fallen all over the floor.

Young Master Lang and I, who were standing still, were naturally the first to be the one. Fortunately, we didn't react slowly. I waved the inner world and subconsciously pulled towards her, but I was slowing down and underestimated the speed of this ghost.

The coldness on my face made me feel difficult to breathe. Uncle Wu looked up and saw this scene and screamed in horror, "Be careful, Sanman! It's a ghost!"

Young Master Lang was one step faster than me. He also saw this ghost who was obviously malicious and rushed over. He took out something from his pocket and threw it directly towards him. A golden light flashed.

With a shrill scream, the golden light and the ghost disappeared in front of us, and the person who was standing in front of me just now fell on me without any warning, saying that I could only support our bodies with difficulty and not fall to the ground.

Uncle Wu had arrived and looked around vigilantly, "Let's go in first, there is a dead child here, and the yin energy is too heavy and bloody smell may cause dirt. I will come out to deal with it tomorrow morning."

With the help of Uncle Wu, we could barely drag the tall Young Master Lang into the villa gate staggeringly, and I...

The moment I entered the door, a shadow that made me feel cold and my hair stands upside down was just under the street light not far ahead.

It's a meat seller!

I am sure that I would not admit my mistake. When she appeared, she would still smell the smell of meat. I was sure that I could smell this smell in my nose.

It was exactly the same as the disgusting smell I smelled when I first met her with Zhang Wei on the mountain.

Uncle Wu was stunned when he saw me in a daze and looked at me along my sight. At this time, there was nothing there, only a dim street light shining on the empty roads in the community and the surrounding plants, and there was no figure at all.

"Sanman, what are you looking at? Don't look at it randomly. Nothing comes at this time is not a good thing, just don't pay attention to it!"

We brought the person to the sofa, and there was an hour before dawn, so we could bear it and pass.

I am very glad that the sofa in the Zhu family is very big, and the three of Zhu Cheng and the others are huddled together. In addition, a Young Master Lang who was lying down and fainting, there is still a lot of room to let Uncle Wu and I sit down and take a good breath.

The scenes I just experienced were like a projection movie. I passed it in front of me. I had a headache and wanted to rub my face with my hands and ask myself to relax, but I thought that my hand was pushed on Li Mengting's body all night and finally put it down.

"Wu...Brother Wu... Has the matter outside been solved?" Old Mo was pushed out to ask a question with a light voice. The people in the room were more worried about whether Li Mengting would harm people. I know that their starting point was definitely not because they cared about the female corpse.

"Will Shoucai arrive tomorrow morning?" Uncle Wu asked without answering a question, and threw a question to Lao Mo. The latter nodded and added, "It will arrive around seven o'clock!"

"It's 5:35 today. At 6 o'clock, call your person at the latest and pack the outside spirit shed and send my things in to me. It's best not to break the female corpse and the small yellow straw paper bag on her body. Let's bury the makeup box, add a Zhu Sanyue's spiritual position and send it to the Spirit Bone Tower."

Uncle Wu is also exhausted physically and mentally now. Although I was the one who delivered the baby last night, I knew Uncle Wu was worried and anxious outside for a night, and it was no more relaxed than me.

In addition, this Young Master Lang... the ones who feel the most comfortable are the ones in the room.

Inadvertently, I stretched out my sore arms, twisted my neck and made a crackling sound, enjoying the sensation of comfort and relaxation for a moment. My fingertips swept across Master Lang's forehead, and the temperature I felt made me tremble.

"Uncle Wu, this person is having a fever, it's so hot!"

Uncle Wu stood up to test the man's forehead in the first battle, and his brows were habitually frowned.

The male secretary seemed to be no longer as frightened as before. He got up habitually and said, "I have medicine at home, I'll look for it."

"It's useless. This is not a real disease. If I read it correctly, it's a problem of yin." Uncle Wu let go of the hand that lifted Master Lang's eyelids, and then strode the back of his neck, spine and coccyx, before returning to the sofa to sit down, thinking about something.

And I actually thought of the golden light that this man threw at the ghost-producing ghost in the end. If I remember correctly, it was probably because he had been hanging around his neck and had just taken off the things he put in his pocket when he entered the spirit shed.

Could it be that he was ill because of such a thing... ruined?
Chapter completed!