Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

The two opened their eyes and stood up instantly. However, before they could move, they listened to the violent wind, with sorrow and grief in the roar.

"Why? Why don't you let us go? Why!"

It was an old and hoarse voice with a hint of sharpness. It was extremely clear at night. It was not a woman's voice, but it was like an old man, but...

Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly as she watched outside and said to Leng Shuang: "It's none of your business, don't go out." As she spoke, she came to the table and sat down.

When she heard this, Leng Shuang was slightly startled, and in response, she came to guard behind her.

Outside, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe stood in the air with Fuchen in his hand, and a powerful aura of spiritual power surged over him, as well as a sacred light... which was slightly different from spiritual power.

On the ground, an old woman and an old man stood by each other with tears and unwillingness on their faces, and what permeated them was not a strong spiritual energy, but bursts of gloomy wind.

"Let you go? Hahahaha, a joke!"

The middle-aged man who stood in the air laughed and said, "People and ghosts have different paths. If the Dao didn't meet you, it's fine, but if you meet, I will definitely accept you!"

As soon as the sound fell, he flicked the dust in his hand, and a breath of spiritual power accompanied the fierce air current and holy light to strike down there. In the air, only a fierce sound was heard passing by, who was originally standing on the ground. The old woman and old man were also angered at this time.

"We were harmless, but died of grievances. Even if we died and turned into ghosts, we did not harm those who passed by. But you, a man of righteousness, refused to let us go, and kept saying that we would be accepted. That being the case, we will kill you too!"

The old man yelled in grief and anger. He seemed to be a monk before he was alive. He died and became a ghost. His grievances permeated his body and his yin aura was extremely heavy. With his roar, he floated up. The claws of both hands grew longer with a whistling sound, and they grabbed the Taoist priest.

In the room, Leng Shuang couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this, and looked at Feng Jiu and asked in a low voice, "Master, is this family a ghost?"

Feng Jiu tapped the table top and said softly, "Not all."

"Isn't it all?" Leng Shuang was stunned, and suddenly thought that the master said that only the child is normal, and couldn't help asking: "The master meant that only the child is human?"

"Yeah." She replied and said, "I saw that there was only one person's breath before entering the door. It was the little boy's. And his parents and grandparents should be dead, because I don't feel it. There is a bit of popularity besides us and the kid here."

"But how is this possible? How could a ghost take a child with him?" Leng Shuang only felt incredible.There are people in this world, there are immortals, and naturally there are ghosts. It is precisely because of the existence of these three things in heaven and earth that the Three Realms are formed.

"I haven’t seen the other three ghosts. I don’t know what to do. However, Yangyang’s mother should not be an evil ghost, and is indeed harmless to us. Even the food we eat tonight is indeed what we can eat. It’s not the sand turned out by ghost eyes.”

Hearing this, Leng Shuang remembered that when the vegetable and meat were served, the woman also specifically said that it was wild vegetables and rabbit meat. Obviously, did she know that the master saw that she was not a human?

"Master, then they are here..."

"It should be for the children."

She sighed softly and said: "It's just that the people outside are right. People and ghosts have different paths. If they stay with Yang Yang for too long, the Yang Qi in Yang Yang will be weaker. There are many ills."