While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

At midnight, the cold wind came as expected.

Song Zhi stood below the boudoir holding the glazed sword.

Zhao Muyang and Wang Lu stayed in Sun Siyuan's boudoir.

The rest of the Sun family were standing in the corridor not far away, cautiously looking around.

When the dark wind blew, everyone in the Sun Mansion was startled.

In the boudoir, Zhao Muyang's eyes were shining brightly, and he led Wang Lu forward without retreating.

"Siyuan, run away, Siyuan, run away..."

The dark wind passed by Sun Siyuan's ear, leaving behind a familiar word.

Sun Siyuan looked at Yinfeng in confusion, her lips moving slightly.

She wanted to respond but didn't know how.

"Little Lulu, watch carefully."

"Uncle Master will teach you how to gather souls and gather the souls of the dead!"

As the lights flickered, Zhao Muyang let out a loud shout.

Wang Lu saw a spiritual light coming out of Zhao Muyang's hand, pointing to various parts of the bedroom.

After the spiritual lights fell, they reflected each other and gathered into an array.

Zhao Muyang raised his two fingers and muttered words. As he said "Sneaky Appearance", the previously invisible and shadowy wind swayed into a tall figure.

As a spiritual light shot out from Zhao Muyang's palm, and he squeezed it harder, the face of the figure became completely clear.

*

"Brother Bai?!"

After seeing the sneaky appearance clearly, Sun Siyuan, who was sitting on the bed, screamed in surprise.

She stood up and rushed towards Bai Jingyu's ghost with excitement, but Bai Jingyu quickly backed away with a pale face.

"Sister Siyuan, don't come over!"

"The amulet in your body will kill me."

Bai Jingyu smiled bitterly and explained quickly, finally calming down Sun Siyuan who looked sad.

Looking at the young man who is tall and tall, handsome in appearance, and exuding a bookish atmosphere.

Zhao Muyang and Wang Lu looked at each other and walked forward directly.

"If you are Bai Jingyu, then who is the Bai Jingyu who lives in Bai Mansion?"

"What kind of secret is there in this matter, Bai Jingyu, please tell me quickly."

"For the sake of little Lulu, I will certainly uphold justice for you!"

*

Sun Siyuan on the side deliberately stood far away. After hearing this, she quickly spoke and explained the identities of Zhao Muyang and Wang Lu to Bai Jingyu.

The souls scattered from Bai Jingyu were easily gathered together by Zhao Muyang's spiritual light, and he had 80% confidence in his ability.

At this time, Sun Siyuan urged her repeatedly, and Bai Jingyu explained the whole story.

His soul and body left his body on the third day of his return journey after the provincial examination.

"There was a thunderstorm that night, and I was stuck halfway with a few classmates."

"To avoid the rain, the four of us took shelter in a ruined temple."

"During the break, Brother Wang suddenly asked me for a companion Buddha amulet. He said he felt something was not right about this temple."

"I grew up with him since childhood, so I took off the amulet and gave it to him without thinking too much."

"I don't remember much about what happened next. I only know that when I woke up, I had become a light ghost."

"And my body is occupied by other souls."

"Because the other party is wearing a Buddhist amulet, I can't get close to him. I really can't, so I can only go to Sun's house."

"I wanted to tell you the truth, but your accompanying Buddha amulet entered my body and was more powerful than mine. Every time I came close, my soul was scattered..."

"Later, I discovered that the impostor actually controlled my body and had an affair with Duke Jingguo's legitimate daughter. The two of them even conspired to find a way to get rid of you."

"I can only crawl into you every night, trying to remind you to escape as soon as possible."

"Fortunately, two immortal friends met on the road of injustice. Otherwise, I could only watch you with tears being killed by the fake Bai Jingyu."

"Fortunately, fortunately..." Bai Jingyu gently wiped away the tears from his eyes and gave Sun Siyuan an affectionate look.

After learning the truth, Sun Siyuan immediately cried out in sorrow, but because of her own Buddha amulet, she could only stand and look at Bai Jingyu from a distance.

She turned around and knelt down towards Zhao Muyang, and begged Zhao Muyang very sincerely to save him to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

"Well, I have to help."

"But my eldest sister must take action in this matter."

"According to my eldest sister, the impostor who took over Bai Jingyu's body is a big demon with overwhelming demonic aura and powerful demonic power."

"Lulu and I are weak in strength, so we don't dare to bear it."

*

In the attic, Bai Jingyu's soul gathered and revealed the truth of the matter.

Outside the attic, everyone in the Sun Mansion was waiting to see how the situation would develop, but they saw that the terrifying wind suddenly stopped, and the entire backyard returned to rare purity.

In Sun Siyuan's bedroom, neither the familiar cries of ghosts nor the sounds of fighting were heard.

The female Taoist named Song Zhi, holding a glazed sword in her hand, stood alone in front of the attic with the power of one man to guard against ten thousand others, giving people an unprecedented sense of security.

"Fellow Immortal, is everything peaceful now in the little girl's room?"

Officer Sun approached cautiously holding a lantern.

He asked respectfully, full of the worry and expectation of an old father.

Song Zhi quietly opened her eyes and nodded to him, but her body stood motionless. She did not make an exception because Sun Yuan was Sun Siyuan's biological father.

"Let's go back."

"The appearance of ghosts is just the beginning."

Song Zhi said with unclear meaning, a sneer on his face.

Although Sun Yuanwai felt that Song Zhi was cold, it was not directed at him.

But he was still defeated by Song Zhi's strength and retreated tremblingly.

It was only two hours before dawn.

Although the so-called ghost was not seen, Yin Feng really disappeared.

Everyone in the Sun Mansion finally breathed a sigh of relief, dispersed, and went back to their rooms to rest.

In the boudoir, Bai Jingyu, who had finally appeared in front of others, had been chatting with Sun Siyuan from a distance, trying to calm his fiancée's emotions.

When the dark sky falls and the rising sun rises.

A cock crow broke the silence of Sun Mansion.

"Master, it's not good!"

"The county master led his men to surround our Sun Mansion!"

"Bai Jingyu and his men came to your door in person to force you to get married!"

"The housekeeper of the White House said that if we don't hand over the young lady, they will burn down our Sun House and bury us all together..."

The housekeeper of the Sun Mansion ran to the backyard crying, his face full of panic and helplessness.

At this time, Sun Yuanwai was working with his wife to prepare a meal in the garden next to the attic, preparing to entertain Song Zhi and the others.

Hearing this, Mrs. Sun's body trembled, and the jade eight-treasure soup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

But there was no sound of the bowl breaking.

Mrs. Sun looked around in a daze, just in time to see a golden light flash in Song Zhi's eyes, and he caught the soup bowl out of thin air from a long distance away.

"Immortal, please ask Immortal to save my daughter!!"

Mrs. Sun burst into tears and knelt down on the spot.

Sun Yuanwai and others followed closely behind.

Looking at the mortals who were kneeling on the ground, Song Zhi's expression remained unchanged. He only put away his glazed sword and stretched out his hand to lightly touch his face.

The next moment, everyone watched as Song Zhi, who looked as bright as a hibiscus flower, shrunk, became shorter and thinner, and his face looked exactly like Sun Siyuan.

"Father, mother."

"Help me go out to meet the guests." (End of chapter)