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Light and shadow time is three o'clock in the morning.

Yi Xiaoxian was awakened by a strange sound.

Then there was a rumbling sound of chanting scriptures next door.

"What are you doing with the hell Smiths? Do you want the Holy Lord to watch that thing in the middle of the night?"

Yi Xiaoxian came to the window and looked at the next door following the sound.

I saw a priest in the next room, holding a silver cross and screaming at Little Tom.

He glanced at Tom again.

Yi Xiaoxian was suddenly shocked.

The little guy's eyes were dull, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, grinned, and his white teeth leaked. The corners of his mouth were grinning to the ears, looking extremely weird and scary.

"This...is... a collision!!"

Yi Xiaoxian stroked her eyebrows with one hand

The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the clear, the five and six Yins are the emperors, and they go in and out of the underworld, and the commandment!

Looking at the next room, I saw a figure with disheveled hair lying behind Little Tom.

The pastor grabbed little Tom, pressed the cross on his forehead, and prayed quickly: "Love Lord, please bear all my sins on the cross, please wash away all my sins from the blood on the cross, and make me holy..."

Little Tom's eyes suddenly turned black, and with a sound, Little Tom knocked the priest in his twenties two or three meters away with a punch.

The priest screamed and bumped into the dining table, and suddenly it was a mess.

Little Tom was like a wild beast, on all sides, and the shadow of the woman behind him enveloped Little Tom. The two of them were almost synchronized and rushed to the priest and grabbed the priest's neck.

A tall white man in his prime was chased by a child over a meter and screamed. With the boy's parents, he could not control a little boy. The scene was extremely strange.

The sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground, howling ghosts, screaming, and screaming from their parents, making the farm extremely noisy.

"Where did the half-baked exorcist come from?"

Yi Xiaoxian is preparing to take the lead, which is considered to repay the kindness.

Yi Xiaoxian was a celestial master in the Dharma-Ending Age in the last life, and was cured of infertility and weakness in back pain.

He is more proficient in cupping and acupuncture, catching ghosts and expelling evil spirits, and knows everything about face and fortune.

That midnight, he was helping a female Bodhisattva with bones and fortune telling, and he traveled through time for no reason.

This is a strange world similar to the medieval era. It is said that the backwardness is because the architectural style is similar to the Victorian era, and it is said that the progress is because all kinds of modern machinery are available.

When he traveled over, the original owner drowned when he encountered a shipwreck. He came to the extremely distant Dongfang Zhendan.

The Smiths saved him while playing at the beach with their children, and asked him to help on the farm, giving him a bite of food.

Little Tom was fine before dinner today, but why did he get into evil in the middle of the night?

Yi Xiaoxian put on a coat and hurried out, took a wine bottle at the door, and picked a leaf from the grapefruit tree in the yard.

"Holy Lord, save your most devout servant..."

After only a while, the priest's eyes were turned pale, his face turned purple, and he had already started kicking his legs and he would not be able to survive immediately.

Yi Xiaoxian pushed the door and grabbed Tom's collar, and the grapefruit leaves in his hand pressed directly on his eyebrows.

Several people heard a shrill scream, and the illusory figure was bounced out.

"Oh my goodness, easy."

Yi Xiaoxian turned around and gave little Tom to Mrs. Smith, staring at the phantom of the woman floating in the air.

"Little resentful spirit, if you don't sleep well in the middle of the night, you have to come out and commit suicide."

"ah!!!!"

The woman's eyes burst, her face turned pale, she opened her mouth and roared, screamed and rushed towards Yi Xiaoxian.

receive!!!

Yi Xiaoxian faced the mouth of the bottle with one hand towards the figure, and kept changing the handprints with the other hand, and then pointed them at the bottom of the bottle.

The resentful spirit was swept by an invisible whirlwind and screamed and struggled, but it became smaller and smaller, and was received into the wine bottle.

A series of movements were done in one go, making all the three people present dumbfounded.

Especially the priest who was breathing heavily was about to stare out his eyes. He knew the power of this ghost best and he had no power to fight back. As a result, this young oriental man who looked ordinary in cheap clothes took the ghost into a bottle in just a few seconds.

All of this subverted his perception of exorcism.

He was a junior priest who was overestimating his abilities and came out to exorcise the devils and made money with his teacher on his back, but he was almost driven away by the ghost.

"teacher……"

The pastor knelt on one knee and looked at Yi Xiaoxian with a pious look.

"Uh, are you?"

"Don't Zhendan all want to become a disciple? I have watched it in ancient books and related Zhendan movies. Teacher, teach me how to exorcize me."

"The rules of our master are not passed down."

Yi Xiaoxian explained in a slightly stiff English. The key is that he still knows very little about the world now and does not want to have too much involvement with others.

"Oh my God, Yi, you are so powerful, you would have known me if I had known..."

Smith turned to look at the priest like a liar.

Although Mrs. Smith was also surprised, his most concerned child was: "Yi, how is Tom?"

"It's nothing big, just sleep for one night."

Yi Xiaoxian picked up the cross that the pastor dropped to the ground and handed it to Mrs. Smith: "Take it with Tom, ordinary ghosts should not be able to get close to him in the future."

After opening his eyes, he could see a slight white light from the cross, which means that praying often still has some effect.

Mrs. Smith quickly brought it to Tom and returned to the bedroom with Tom, but she didn't even look at the embarrassing pastor.

"Thank you, Yi."

Smith sincerely thanked him and ignored the pastor.

Yi Xiaoxian sighed and said, "Don't be too happy too early, the matter is not over yet."

The atmosphere that had just relaxed was suddenly tense. The priest rolled and crawled and picked up the fallen sacred book, looking around nervously.

"Yes, are there any undead in this room?"

Smith approached Yi Xiaoxian and was also very nervous.

"It's not what you think. According to our words, this kind of spirit is a resentment, uh, that is, a magnetic field formed by very strong emotions, which usually only appear around the death scene, unless there are special circumstances or exceptions for special magnetic fields."

The pastor nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I seem to have heard the bishop say similar views."

"Yi, you mean, her body is on the farm?"

Smith's face turned pale.

"Smith, you killed someone? No wonder someone in the town is missing."

The priest turned to look at Smith.

"No, no, I have only bought this farm for less than half a year and I don't know a few people."

Smith waved his hands repeatedly, and it would be fine if it was confirmed.

"No need to argue, it should be the past."

It wasn't because the Smiths took him in.

He knew that the Smith and his wife were generous and kind, and that the seal hall was bright and there was no hidden energy at all.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, he was a celestial master who was well-versed in Taoism. He was proficient in fortune-telling, facial features, bone touching, geomancer, and magic. He was still very confident in his own vision.

"What should I do? There are no bodies, and it's useless when the police come. This farm is too big."

The pastor smiled bitterly, it was simply looking for a needle in a haystack.

Yi Xiaoxian pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Smith, please find me some thin paper, a piece of candle, some fine steel wire, and glue. By the way, find me a pen."

"Hold on."

Smith agreed and went to other rooms.

Yi Xiaoxian stared at the blurry black fog in the bottle and frowned slightly. This fierce spirit was obviously occupied by resentment and had no complete thoughts at all. She could not find the answer.

The pastor was also amazed at it. This was the first time he had seen a vengeful spirit in a bottle.

"My name is Henry Potter, the pastor of Piketown Church."

"According to our words, you and I have no relationship with you. Don't call me a teacher. I won't teach you. My surname is Yi and my name is Xiaoxian."

Yi Xiaoxian saw that he was attracted by wind, had a jujube pit, and had a cunning look. He knew that this guy was very slippery and would not even accept him even if he accepted his apprentice.

"Okay, Mr Yi, you will accept mine one day."

Henry took out a handful of silver coins, counted six, then put them back and handed them to Yi Xiaoxian and said, "This is the reward today. No matter how much you say, it will be half the credit. I can't let you suffer."

"rare."

Yi Xiaoxian accepted it without hesitation. It was a miracle that this guy could take out half of his face and give it to him.
Chapter completed!