I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 737
That Taoist should be coming soon.

"Time is running out."

I didn't have time to continue chatting with Qingfeng, so I quickened my pace and went straight to the second floor.

The cry of the child came from the second room on the right side of the corridor.

Xiao Ying must be inside.

I stepped forward, and as soon as I reached the door, I bumped into Qingshan's mother.

We both took a step back almost at the same time.

She was hit hard enough by me, and she shook her body violently a few times before she barely stabilized herself.

She calmed down and looked at me with a displeased expression on her face.

Without saying much, she walked past me and went downstairs quickly.

This is a warmly decorated baby room. There are many cute toy ornaments hanging on the crib, and many children's illustrations are painted on the walls of the room.

Qingshan's father was sitting beside the crib, holding a wave drum to amuse the crying child on the bed.

Xiao Ying was standing next to Qing Shan's father, she looked at her child with teary eyes, and wanted to reach out to hug her, but she couldn't touch the child's body.

The child stared at her with wide eyes, crying heartbreakingly.

"Xiao Ying, the Taoist priest is coming soon, we must leave here immediately." I called her in a low voice.

She raised her head, wiped away her tears, and looked down at the child again.

"But, my child..."

I know that the child still has a high fever and is crying so hard, she must be worried as a mother, but there is no other way but to leave here as soon as possible.

"Xiao Ying! There is no time."

She was still standing there, hesitating.

Qingshan's parents looked back at me, their eyes widened in horror: "Girl, who were you talking to just now?"

I didn't bother to answer his question, strode into the baby's room, opened the ghost cloth bag without any explanation.

"Xiao Ying, I'm sorry."

As I said that, I pointed the seal of the cloth bag at Xiaoying, and sternly shouted: "Take it!"

She screamed, and instantly turned into a puff of white smoke and was absorbed into the cloth bag.

I tied the cloth bag, turned around and walked out.

"Girl, what were you doing just now?" Qingshan's father's voice came from behind him.

I quickened my pace, and as soon as I rushed downstairs, I saw Qingshan's mother leading a man in a dark blue robe into the house.

The man is about 50 years old, with gray hair and white eyebrows.

She was carrying a big bag on her back. When he saw me, he froze and froze in place.

Qingshan's mother didn't know that the Taoist stopped, and she walked towards the entrance of the basement on her own. Halfway there, she saw Qingshan coming out from behind the stairs, and she immediately became furious.

"Why are you here again, kid? Didn't I tell you not to approach Xiao Ying?"

Qing Shan rubbed the back of his head and murmured, "I didn't do anything."

Mother didn't believe it, she stretched her neck to look at the entrance of the basement, saw that the talisman on it was well pasted, and she didn't bother Qing Shan anymore, she turned around and said, "Mr. Huang..."

She thought the Taoist priest was following her all the time, so she opened her mouth and found the Taoist priest standing at the door. She was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Huang, what are you doing there, come here!"

The Taoist's eyes shifted from my face, and he glanced at the ghost cloth bag in my hand. He walked up to Qingshan's mother in a few steps, and asked coldly, "Aside from me, did you invite anyone else?"

"No."

"Who invited that girl?" He suddenly pointed at me.

Qingshan's mother looked at me in the direction of his finger, and said with a smile: "She is just a soy sauce maker, she will leave immediately, don't worry about her, we are busy with our business."

Seeing her reach out and pull open the wooden door of the basement, I said to Qingshan: "It seems that your family has business to do, so I'm leaving first."

Qing Shan nodded cooperatively: "I'll see you off."

He came up to me, and just as he was at my door, he heard Taoist Yan Li yelling behind him: "Wait!"

I swallowed my throat and turned around.

The Taoist squinted his eyes and looked at me, "What you hold in your hand is a magic weapon for trapping ghosts!"

His words are sure.

They are all colleagues, so he naturally recognizes the ghost cloth bag, I am not surprised.

His attention shifted to me, and Qingshan's mother hurriedly put down the wooden door that had just been opened.

"Mr. Huang, she is not from our family, let her go!"

It can be seen that Qingshan's mother is fighting to resolve Xiaoying's matter, and guesses that Xiaoying really scared her at the beginning, otherwise, she would not have specially invited a Taoist priest over.

Hearing the sound, the Taoist turned to look at her, raised his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'm not busy."

"Mr. Huang..."

"Ma'am, don't panic, you open the basement door first."

"……All right!"

Qingshan's mother complied, but the door was opened for a while, and there was no movement in the basement.

The Taoist frowned slightly, staring quietly at the cloth bag in my hand, and said word by word: "Girl, if I guessed correctly, you are here to collect that female ghost?"

"What female ghost? I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"You are holding the magic weapon for collecting ghosts in your hand, why can't you understand what I'm talking about?"

"If you don't understand, you don't understand..."

I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so I turned around and was about to leave, but he rushed up and stopped me with his arms outstretched.

"Hand over the female ghost honestly, otherwise, you don't even think about getting out of this door."

He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, and he was not angry at all, but when he became serious, he seemed even more vicious.

"Are you sick? I can't even understand what you're talking about. You asked me to hand over the female ghost. Where can I find a female ghost for you?" I pretended to be stupid.

At this time, Qingshan grabbed the Taoist priest's arm blocking me, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Huang, she is a friend of mine. She doesn't know what happened to my family, so she doesn't know, so don't make things difficult for her."

The Taoist priest didn't listen to him, and stared at me intently, "Hand over the female ghost."

"If you keep pestering me, I'll call the police!" I threatened him, but he didn't pay attention to the 'police' at all, and said the same thing - hand over the female ghost.

I secretly squeezed a cold sweat for myself.

Unexpectedly, this old man with white eyebrows has such good eyesight. After he found that there was no movement in the basement, he immediately guessed that I put Xiaoying in the ghost cloth bag.

An expert is an expert!
"Mr. Huang, what are you doing pestering an outsider if you don't prepare for the ceremony? I even said that she is not from our family anymore." Qing Shan's mother leaned forward, her tone extremely impatient.

The Taoist explained: "There is no wronged soul in the basement, but this girl is wearing a magic weapon for collecting ghosts, and she was born with different pupils, so I have to pay attention."

"I paid you to come here to catch ghosts."

"I'm catching ghosts right now." The Taoist looked determined, glanced at the ghost cloth bag in my hand, and was about to grab it.

Instinctively, I stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and turned sideways quickly.

The Taoist rushed to nothing.

Although he has profound morals and deeds, he is old after all, and his actions are not as flexible as our young people.

(End of this chapter)