My Master is Lin Zhengying

The appearance of the phantom just now is obviously not Widow Wang.

It's another woman's appearance.

"I saw it, it was a phantom!"

"It must be a ghost. Widow Wang has been possessed by a ghost."

"Why wasn't that ghost shot out?"

"I think it's because Qiu Sheng is not good enough, his morality is not enough..."

"..."

The villagers, as people who eat melons, are more excited than each other.

It's all nothing to do with yourself and hang up high.

But it is also the spell.

Thoroughly verified Nan Chen's judgment, Widow Wang was possessed by a ghost.

Moreover, she is a female ghost.

But Qiusheng frowned suddenly at this moment, his face was a bit dull.

Just swore.

But now, he failed to beat the ghost out.

Let the pushy him feel dull.

Obviously, his morals are not enough.

Even with the spell left by Uncle Jiu, he couldn't beat that ghost.

If Qiu Sheng can't do it, then naturally Nan Chen, who is comparable to him, can't do it either.

Li Xueyi, the squire, hastily greeted him at this moment:

"Three disciples of Uncle Nine, what happened just now? That phantom?"

"That phantom is a ghost!

The ghost of the king's widow.

And this ghost is so powerful that I couldn't beat it. "

When Qiu Sheng opened his mouth, he lost the confidence he had just now, which made Qiu Sheng feel annoyed and ashamed.

Li Xueyi gasped after hearing this:

"Then, what should we do?

Although Widow Wang has been indiscreet in her actions, we can't let evil spirits cause trouble here! "

Li Xiangshen was a little anxious.

After all, the surrounding villagers are his neighbors, even his serfs.

This area belongs to him.

Naturally, he couldn't tolerate things like ghosts causing disasters to happen.

Qiu Sheng failed to cast the talisman just now, and he lost all confidence.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer Li Xiangshen.

It was Nan Chen, who walked out confidently at the moment, and said at the same time:

"Li Xiangshen, don't worry.

Although the master is not there.

But the matter of the widow Wang.

Wrap it on our three senior brothers..."

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Nan Chen spoke confidently, as if she was very confident about this matter.

Even Qiusheng couldn't bear it anymore.

He believes that his cultivation is the highest.

Even if I can't force out the upper body ghost, can my third junior brother do it?

At this moment, she whispered to Nan Chen:

"Brother, can you?

This ghost has some tricks.

If extreme methods are used, it will hurt the host widow king.

If it doesn't work, it will cost lives.