Zheng Shaobin was confused: "No... Doctor Xiao, can we change someone?"
"Who? Your father? Or your mother?"
Xiao Feng asked.
"Can't others do it? Does it have to be our family?"
"Nonsense, this is your home. If you don't go, who will?"
Zheng Shaobin's face turned green. He had seen the horror of that white evil spirit, and his calves felt weak when he thought about it.
"Dr. Xiao, even Master Kong was killed. If I go, won't it be in vain?"
"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Xiao Feng patted his shoulder and comforted him.
"Ouch!"
Zheng Shaobin almost cried. He cursed: "Jiang Yuntao, you bastard. After I finish handling this matter, I have to go to you to settle the score."
For the safety of his family, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
At midnight, a small wooden boat floated on the Jinmen moat.
Zheng Shaobin sat in the stern of the boat, rowing and muttering: "You damn Jiang Yuntao, you made me row here in the middle of the night, I have to beat you to death."
He now hates Jiang Yuntao so much that he wants to cut him into pieces.
Not long after, the boat slid to the middle of the river.
The river was completely dark, with only the street lights in the distance shining slightly.
There is still a huge mountain ahead, and the dark feeling makes people feel frightened.
Zheng Shaobin shivered suddenly, his heart almost rising to his throat.
He looked around and saw that the river was quiet.
"Damn it, fight it."
We're already here, and we can't care much anymore.
He took out a knife, cut the palm of his hand, and dripped blood into the river.
In this silent river, you can hear the sound of blood dripping.
'Gulu gulu...'
Suddenly, water bubbles appeared a few meters in front of him.
Zheng Shaobin thought of himself and hurriedly took out his flashlight and shined a light on it.
A small fish came out of the water. Zheng Shaobin took a big breath and sat slumped on the boat.
"Hey, you want to scare me to death in the middle of the night?"
'Gulu gulu...'
The sound of bubbles came to his ears again. He trembled all over, picked up the flashlight and looked around.
This photo didn't matter, he was completely stunned.
The river water around the boat seemed to be boiling, with big bubbles gurgling.
Zheng Shaobin was so frightened that his face turned pale. He swallowed and slapped himself twice.
In anger, he roared loudly: "Who is it? Get out of here, get out of here."
"I'm not afraid of you. I don't care what nonsense you are. If you have the ability, come out."
Suddenly, the entire water surface calmed down.
It seemed to be boiling just now, but now it is as level as a mirror.
Zheng Shaobin forced himself to stay calm. Just when he thought everything was over, the scene in front of him almost scared him out of his mind.
Only a head was seen poking out from the front of the bow.
This was a man with a pale face, and his eyes full of resentment were staring directly at him.
Zheng Shaobin's whole body was numb. He only felt that his brain was congested and he almost fell into the river.
At this time, a dozen more heads poked out of the river. They were both men and women, and they put their heads directly on the side of the boat.
Each of them looked pale and looked at him with eyes like dead fish.
These people are all souls who were drowned in the river. They have nowhere to redress their grievances, and they cannot be reincarnated as humans. They can only become lonely ghosts in this cold river.
Zheng Shaobin was too frightened to move, and cold sweat instantly covered his body.
He trembled in a low voice: "Xiao... Doctor Xiao, here they are, they are here."
No one responded to him. His boat was the only one on the entire moat, like a lone leaf floating on the water.
Suddenly, these dead souls looked frightened and disappeared in an instant.
Just as Zheng Shaobin breathed a sigh of relief, a ghost figure dressed in white floated directly up from the bow of the ship. It was the white evil spirit.
There was a ferocious smile on his face, and his eyes were still two black holes.
On this dark and strange river, not to mention Zheng Shaobin, even a Huang Realm warrior would be frightened.
"Oh my God!"
Zheng Shaobin screamed. He wanted to jump into the river, but when he turned around, he didn't dare.
Bai Sha stretched out his hand to grab him and sucked him in directly.
"Doctor Xiao, help me..."
A piercing scream broke through the silent river.
Just when Baisha was about to catch him, a figure jumped up from the bottom of the boat and grabbed Zheng Shaobin. It was Xiao Feng.
It turned out that he had been lying under the wooden boat, waiting for the opportunity.
When Bai Sha saw Xiao Feng, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He was frightened and wanted to get back into the water.
"Where to go!"
Xiao Feng flew out a yellow talisman, and with a bang, the white evil spirit's whole body was ignited with fire, which turned out to be white flames.
"ah…"
He let out a scream and plopped into the water.
"You can't run away!"
Xiao Feng stood on the bow of the boat, clasping his hands together and mumbling something.
"The universe is infinite, and Tao and Dharma are unified."
"I borrow my divine power to create the world..."
He opened his arms outwards violently, and saw a large crack on the calm river, as if someone had separated the moat.
"I'll go, this is really a god."
Zheng Shaobin, who was standing behind, was completely dumbfounded.
What kind of method is this? It can actually divide the river into two? It is simply incredible.
How did he know that Xiao Feng borrowed the power of Qinglong to separate the river.
At the same time, he also has to bear tremendous pressure, because he does not have enough mana, and he can easily be backlashed.
"Come out!"
'boom!'
With a loud noise, the separated rivers merged again, setting off waves more than ten meters high.
The white evil spirit was swept up into the air by the waves. Seeing that it was inevitable, he went straight towards Xiao Feng to kill him.
"Well done!"
Xiao Feng smiled coldly, it was exactly what he wanted.
He turned over and stood at the stern of the boat, and the white devil fell directly on the bow.
The small wooden boat was shaken this way and that, and Zheng Shaobin was almost thrown out.
Xiao Feng took the opportunity to wave his hand, and a red line flew directly out.
This red thread directly wrapped around Bai Sha's body, and a red light flashed, tightening him instantly.
Baisha let out a harsh roar, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, he just couldn't break free.
Xiao Feng flipped his right hand, and a handful of lit incense suddenly appeared.
"You evil ghost, you have killed so many people, today I will make your soul fly away."
He waved his hand and flew out the lit incense. Like a sharp sword, the incense directly pierced Bai Sha, and the white flame ignited him again.
This kind of white flame will not harm living people, and is specially used to deal with evil spirits.
"Ah...Master, spare your life, don't kill me..."
Bai Sha begged for mercy in pain: "It's none of my business. I'm also a poor person. Please let me go, Master..."
"Hmph! What's so pitiful about you?"
Xiao Feng shouted angrily: "You have killed so many people, and today you killed Master Kong and those two children. How can I keep you?"
"Master, I don't want this either."
Bai Sha begged bitterly: "I was just an honest man when I was alive, but an old demon killed me. He drowned me in this cold river and forced me to cultivate into a evil spirit."