Peng Yuchang rubbed his eyes hard.
Ninth Uncle's sudden appearance made him so surprised that he forgot to run away.
Ninth Uncle glanced at him and turned around.
The female ghost revealed a ferocious face and howled at him.
The female ghost turned around and was about to escape into the white fog.
Suddenly, from behind her.
A red string flew over and wrapped around her neck.
"Ah!"
The female ghost was forcefully pulled to the ground.
Ninth Uncle was holding an ink fountain in his hand.
One end of the red thread was wrapped around the female ghost's neck.
The other end was on the ink fountain.
"You want to run? Humph!"
He snorted coldly and retracted the red string that had grabbed the female ghost.
The female ghost was dragged by him and let out a terrifying scream.
She wanted to struggle, but she could not touch the red line at all.
Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang covered their ears.
The female ghost's voice made them extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing that the female ghost was in front of Ninth Uncle, he took out a yellow bag with eight trigrams drawn on it.
He shouted,"Retreat!"
The female ghost was enveloped by a golden light and was directly put into her pocket.
Ninth Uncle untied the red string, tied the pocket tightly, and drew a symbol on it.
Suddenly, a breeze blew past.
The white fog that had surrounded them earlier actually slowly dispersed.
"I, am I dreaming?!"
Peng Yuchang was shocked.
"Ah!"
He suddenly covered his face and roared at Zhang Zifeng angrily,"Sister, why did you pinch me!"
"Does it hurt?"
"Nonsense, of course it hurts!"
"Then I'm not dreaming."
Zhang Zifeng said.
Peng Yuchang couldn't help but nod.""That's true."
The next second, he came back to his senses.”
"It hurts."
Peng Yuchang was completely defeated by Zhang Zifeng's innocent expression.
Ninth Uncle turned around and sized up the two young men in front of him as if he was looking at an idiot.
"What's wrong with the entertainment industry now? Why is the threshold so low?"
Of course, this was only what he thought.
"Cough!"
He coughed lightly and said with a solemn expression,""When the white fog dissipates, you can leave.”
"Thank, thank you!"
Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang bowed politely to Ninth Uncle.
When they looked up, they were stunned.
There was fog just now, so the two of them had a rough look.
However, now that the white fog had dispersed, the two of them could finally see the appearance of the person in front of them clearly.
"Uncle, Uncle Ying!"
"Lin, Priest Lin!"
Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang shouted almost at the same time.
However, on second thought, he felt that something was wrong.
"No, I'm sorry. We just think that you and Uncle Ying look alike.”
"It's not like that. It's just that I feel that you and he seem to be carved out of the same mold.”
Although Zhang Zifeng had always felt that his brother Peng Yu was often very muddle-headed.
But this time, she agreed.
Ninth Uncle smiled faintly.
He turned around and walked out of the forest.
"Brother Daoist, what was that just now? Is it really a ghost?"
Zhang Zifeng asked curiously.
"Yes."
Zhang Zifeng's face instantly turned pale.
For a moment, she felt her legs go weak.
"Is it really a ghost? Oh my god, luckily I ran fast just now.”
Peng Yuchang rejoiced.
He felt that something was wrong at first glance.
"But we didn't do anything. Why would she hurt us?”
Peng Yuchang asked.
"Today is the seventh day of her death. On this day, she will rely on the strong Yin Qi to travel between Yin and Yang.”
"You barged in by mistake, blocked her path, and broke her Yin Qi.”
"She naturally wants to settle the score with you."
Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang lowered their heads guiltily.
" We didn't do it on purpose. We just thought that this forest was beautiful, so we…"
"I'm really sorry. Then, then did we get into trouble?”
Zhang Zifeng looked at Ninth Uncle nervously.
"It can only be said to be the will of the heavens. If she had no intentions of harming others, she would not have set up a maze to lure people into taking the bait.”
"Ah?"
Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang didn't understand at all.
Ninth Uncle frowned but did not continue to explain.
No matter how much he said, they still didn't understand what he didn't understand.
In fact, for a vengeful spirit like this female ghost who had died without any family or reason.
On the first seven days of the Soul Return Day, they would set up some hallucinatory formations.
Or money or beauty.
By seizing the flesh and blood of a living person, they could temporarily avoid reincarnation.
This person could be considered merciful. He did not take the initiative to tempt them. Instead, he waited for someone to step into the forest.
Although these two curious children did not mean it, it was also fate.
The white fog dissipated, and the path under their feet became clear.
Before long, he saw Huang Lei and He Jiong waiting anxiously outside the forest.
"Teacher Huang, Teacher He!"
"I'm really happy to see you all again!”
Peng Yuchang pounced forward.
"Zi Feng! Are you alright?"
Huang Lei and He Jiong shouted happily and went forward to greet Zhang Zifeng.
Peng Yuchang, who was running up enthusiastically, suddenly stumbled.
If not for the staff supporting him, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Teacher He, Teacher Huang, I'm still here!”
Peng Yuchang wanted to cry.
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