Chang Jin leaned over and looked at it, and saw that Xiaoqian was clumsy in her handwriting, just like a child who had just started to learn calligraphy, but the arrangement was very neat, which showed that she was very attentive when copying.

So he smiled and praised, "I wrote well, Xiaoqian. If you want to read and write, I can teach you."

"Really, young master?" Xiaoqian shouted excitedly.

Chang Jin also found this to be a little demon who was about to become a god to write. After his sister fell asleep at night, he found a copybook and asked Xiaoqian to copy the fonts, and then went to the next table to read.

In this way, each of them performs their duties and does not interfere with each other.

I thought Wang Qinian would come to Changjia Village in a few days, but after four days, he rushed over and said that his son was possessed by evil things and asked Chang Jin to save Wang Qinian.

Chang Jin comforted Xiaosong with a kind voice, saying that he would pass tonight and then asked him to leave.

When the sun sets, Chang Jin greets his sister and leaves the house with his sword. By the time he arrives at Wangjia Village outside the city, it is already dark.

It is easy to find Wang Yuanwai's family, so there is no need to ask anyone. The big mansion in the east of the village is just that.

When he arrived outside the house, Chang Jin suddenly stopped and looked at it intently. He saw a black air circling above the king's house. Obviously, the place was where the monster was.

After identifying the direction, Chang Jin rushed there with great strides.

When I reached the door, I reached out and thumped for a few times, and a hunchbacked old servant opened the door in a moment.

When the other party saw a stranger standing outside the door, he immediately asked with a vigilant look on his face: "Who are you?"

"My father-in-law is polite. I am a classmate of Brother Qingyuan. I am passing by here today and I am here to visit me." Chang Jin bowed.

"I'm really sorry, I have something to do at home recently, so the scholar should ask him back?" The hunchbacked servant did not let him in, but blocked the door and said.

"If you have something at home, is it because of the monster? I have learned a few tricks to eliminate monsters in my spare time. I can let me go in and take a look."

"Wait," said the hunchbacked old man, and then he heard a shout from the yard: "Master, Master..."

After a stick of incense, the door opened again, and Wang Shoucai's fat figure appeared at the door. When he saw Chang Jin's dress as a scholar, he was stunned: "It turns out that the nephew is really here. Xiao Song had told me before. But I advise you, you can't control such things, so you'd better leave quickly and don't let the evil things stare at you..."

"Uncle, please rest assured. I have my own means to eliminate demons. You should let me in."

The mighty aura on Chang Jin's head was shaking as he spoke, as if he was blessing with spiritual power for his words. Wang Shoucai was about to refuse, but the words turned to his mouth: "Yes, then I'll have a good nephew."

Wang Shoucai led the way in front and ran straight towards his son's bedroom. Several servants along the way saw it and followed closely, looking at the people coming curiously, all guessing what skills the young master, a classmate, had, deserved the attention of the master.

They already knew all the strange things that happened to his son Wang Qinian recently. A month ago, Wang Qinian suddenly announced that he would study hard in the backyard and not let his servants disturb him during normal times.

At that time, Wang Yuanwai was very excited to see that his son had such ambition and specifically told his servant not to go to the backyard if he had nothing to do.

But just a few days later, he heard the servants discussing privately that Wang Qinian did not study in the backyard at all, but mingled with a young woman all night.

Wang Yuanwai didn't believe it at first, so he secretly walked to the backyard to observe at night, and he heard the sound of a room coming from inside.

He was furious at the time and led his two subordinates to smash the door open.

When he entered the room, he found that there was no one inside except his son. When asked what Wang Qinian had just said, his son was hesitant and said that he didn't remember anything.

Seeing him for only ten days, he was as thin as a pole. Wang Yuanwai immediately understood that his son encountered evil things, so he hurriedly asked someone to bring money to invite a witch from the neighboring village to exorcise ghosts.

After the witch came, she fed Wang Qinian a bowl of talisman water.

After a few hours, Wang Qinian really improved and began to wake up. He shouted that he was very hungry and ate two chickens before filling his stomach.

Unfortunately, before the Wang family could feel relieved, a few days later, the sound of intercourse came from the room again.

The king had no choice but to ask someone to bring money to the witch.

After troubling this a few times, the ghost did not drive away, but instead paid dozens of taels of silver for his own family. Wang Yuanwai's hair was so anxious that he had most of his hair turned white these days, but he had no choice.

During the day, Xiao Song returned from out and said she had found someone who could exorcise evil spirits. Wang Yuanwai was very happy at first, but when he heard that he was his son's classmate, he scolded him for making trouble.

In his eyes, scholars are all people who cannot carry their shoulders and cannot pick them up. How could they exorcise evil spirits?

He never thought that people came to him now. He was also somewhat expectant at this moment, hoping that the other party could really drive away the evil things in his son's room.

Standing outside the door, Chang Jin released his spiritual consciousness and understood everything in the room.

I saw a young man with a pale face and thin bamboo pole lying on the bed. It was Wang Qinian. There was still a woman squatting on him. Wang Qinian was confused and had dementia in his eyes. Obviously, it was all done by instinct.

The woman looked extremely beautiful and looked like a person in a painting. She should be the Liu Niang mentioned in the days before Wang Qinian. However, in Chang Jin's eyes, there was black smoke rolling above her head, mixed with blood, and obviously I don't know how many people she has harmed.

What surprised Chang Jin the most was that there was even a trace of red arrogance above her head. It seemed that she was a little good at it.

The woman also sensed Chang Jin's existence at this moment, suddenly looked out of the field, and then cursed: "Where did the stinky scholar come from? How dare you meddle in other people's business? I'll eat it first!"

After saying that, a gust of cold wind blew out of the room, and the woman stretched out her nails about a foot long and flew over and grabbed them.

With her realm, Chang Jin's cultivation level cannot be seen, but the arrogance on the other party posed a great threat to him, so he planned to take action first.

Chang Jin sneered: "It's just right!" He was originally worried that the ghost would find that the matter was exposed, so he killed himself in desperation to get rid of Wang Qinian. Now, seeing the other party coming towards him, he immediately waved his sword, instilled with spiritual energy, and stabbed it straight through.

A red light flashed, and then a "ah" sound was heard. The sound was shrill and panicked. Then I saw a layer of white skin on the other party's body suddenly cracked, and a ghost with a green face and a saw-like teeth appeared in the black smoke.

"Who are you?" the ghost screamed in the distance.

Chang Jin ignored it and directly waved his sword to attack. The red light flowed above the sword, spewing out three or four feet long light, which was inviolable.

The ghost was shocked. If it hit this time, it would definitely die. She reached out and pulled out a bone cane from there to resist it.

With a "click", the cane broke. Seeing that he was defeated, the ghost hurriedly pulled back and escaped. The black fog covered his body was much lighter than before.

Chang Jin was about to get up and chase after him, but he was worried that Wang Qinian in the house could only run quickly into the room.

I saw that Wang Qinian was as thin as dry as firewood, and three balls of yang energy on his body were close to the end of the oil. If it weren't for him in time, in another three or five days, the yang energy in his body would be sucked out and his life would be lost.

"Nephew, my son is fine." At this time, Wang Shoucai rushed into the house. Seeing his son's appearance, he burst into tears.

"Uncle, please rest assured, that ghost has been driven away by me. Brother Qingyuan has consumed too much yang energy. You just need to find a doctor to prescribe some tonics for him, and I believe it will be cured in the first half of the month." Chang Jin comforted.

When he walked out of the door, he reached out and picked up the thing left by the ghost on the ground, he found that it was a human skin. He saw that the human skin was all in place and looked vivid.

It turned out that this was the legendary painted skin. Chang Jin's heart moved slightly and remembered an allusion in the history of the earth. There was really such a monster.

While thinking, a middle-aged woman walked up to her tremblingly: "Young Master Chang, has that ghost been removed?" The thrilling scene just now scared the people around her.

"No, let her escape," Chang Jin came to his senses and shook his head.

"Young Master, you must catch that ghost, otherwise she will harm my son. I will kneel down for you..." The woman said and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"I can't help you, aunt, please get up quickly. I already know the hiding place of the ghost, and you can go." After saying that, Chang Jin turned around and left.

The evil deeds were all eliminated. If he didn't get rid of it today, the other party would definitely come to Wang Qinian. Of course, Chang Jin did not keep the ghosts and continued to harm people. Under the sensing of the spiritual sense, he followed the ghost energy and ran for seven or eight miles, and finally stopped in front of a newly built green tiled house.

This green tiled house is quite grandly built. Someone on the lintel wrote the word Qinggu Temple with a brush. Obviously, a god named Qinggu should be worshipped here.

After experiencing the story of the River God, Chang Jin really had no good feelings for these so-called gods. Now he saw the black air rolling above the temple, leaving only a faint red air of incense. There are only two possible situations. The owner here is either an evil spirit or a ghost that forcibly occupy the position of the gods.

"Hehe, you are so bold, you dare to chase me into my realm. You are also a practitioner. Has no one ever told you that it is very dangerous to come to the divine realm of the gods? It is still time for you to leave now, so I can leave without any blame." A harsh scream came from the Qinggu Temple, which was the ghost just now.

Chang Jin heard Xiaoqian talk about what the so-called divine realm is. To put it bluntly, it is the territory stipulated in the talisman. As long as the gods are in it, the spiritual power of the mountains, rivers and rivers in the talisman can be mobilized.

However, it can be mobilized tightly. These spiritual powers are not owned by a certain god. Once they leave the divine realm, the gods can only use their own magic powers to practice.

Looking at the Qinggu Temple, there was only a trace of red air. It was obvious that she had received very little incense. Even if she could use the spiritual power in the imperial talisman, it should be limited. She immediately waved her sword and stabbed her at the temple gate without saying much.

The sword light flashed and the red air filled the air.
Chapter completed!