"Brother Jiang, what did you find out?"

When Zhao Meimei saw Jiang Beichen, she was shocked and immediately got shocked and hurried over to ask.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly said, "I'm afraid that Zhang Daxian himself doesn't know what he attracted with the Soul-Starting Banner. Sister Zhao, I suggest you let Zhang Daxian stop immediately. Do you still remember what I said to you before?"

"If you're a little later, your son will be taken over by someone!"

Jiang Beichen spoke with a serious expression.

"What, take over the body?"

Zhao Meimei's beautiful eyes were filled with fear. She naturally remembered what Jiang Beichen said to her before.

In the world of Taoism, there are many fairy spirits, or practitioners, who will choose some young children with better roots and bones. After driving away the young children's souls, they inject their souls into their bodies! This method is called body-taking! "Brother Jiang, what do you mean is that Zhang Daxian did not bring back my son's soul, but instead attracted some fairy spirits and ghosts?

Want to take my son away?"

Zhao Meimei couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Beichen nodded with a serious look on his face: "That's right, that tornado is a bad wind. I won't say what's inside. I'm afraid you're afraid, but once these things are attached to your son's body, your son is afraid that he will not be your son!"

"What?"

Zhao Meimei was so scared that her face turned pale. She hurriedly wanted to go over and stop Zhang Daxian, shouting: "Zhang Daxian, stop, stop quickly!"

However, the wind was too strong, and Zhang Daxian didn't hear anything she shouted, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't be able to stop now.

Because this evil wind was brought by the Soul-Starting Banner, it is easy to invite the gods, but it is difficult to send the gods.

Now that I’m attracting these things, it’s not easy to send them away.

At this time, Zhao Guangzhi hurried over, "Sister, what are you doing? Why should you stop Zhang Daxian from casting spells?"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly said, "Brother Jiang said that what Zhang Daxian attracted was not a clear soul, but a fairy spirit and ghost. Please let him stop!"

"Sister, what nonsense are you talking about?

You actually listened to this guy?”

Zhao Guangzhi showed an indifferent expression and said, "Sister, Zhang Daxian is one of the best immortals in the entire Youzhou! Do you know how difficult it is for me to invite him? Look at this attitude, this is a magic trick! And we have already given money. Now you stop Zhang Daxian from casting spells, those millions will be wasted!"

"I think this kid is just jealous of Zhang Daxian and is full of nonsense. He just has ulterior motives and doesn't want my eldest nephew to wake up!"

Zhao Guangzhi immediately pointed his finger at Jiang Beichen and accused him loudly.

"This..." Zhao Meimei was also a little stunned. She was indeed a little anxious when she heard Jiang Beichen talk about taking over the body. When she heard her younger brother say this, she suddenly hesitated again.

Jiang Beichen hurried over and said, "Sister Zhao, I am not an exaggeration. I, Jiang Beichen, guaranteed with my personality. What I said is the truth. This great immortal brought to me is not a good thing. If I continue, once the ghost possesses it, it will be troublesome! I am afraid that your son's soul will really not be able to come back!"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help but shout.

"Are you a Feng Shui master?

Or Mr. Yin and Yang?"

"What power do you have to compare here?"

"It delayed my nephew Su Xing, can you bear the responsibility?"

Zhao Guangzhi threw himself towards Jiang Beichen one after another.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but frown: "Although I am not a Feng Shui master or Onmyoji master, Sister Zhao and I have a life-long friendship. I am out of kindness!"

"A friendship that is dead?

Do you want some face?"

Zhao Guangzhi showed a disdainful expression and sneered: "I think you want to plot against my sister, right?"

"Guangzhi, don't be presumptuous!"

Zhao Meimei quickly scolded: "Brother Jiang has saved my life. We are indeed living a life-long friendship. He will never harm me!"

Zhao Meimei still believes in Jiang Beichen more, not only because of the last time she saved her life, but also because Jiang Beichen gave her an inexplicable sense of security. She has seen countless people in the mall and asked herself that she has a relatively accurate view of people.

"Sister, don't be so absolute. You know people, face but not your heart. How long have you known him? You will know who he is?"

Zhao Guangzhi still couldn't help but hum.

Jiang Beichen didn't want to pay attention to him, but just said to Zhao Meimei: "Sister Zhao, please stop him quickly. Your son's situation is really dangerous!"

Woo woo! And at this time, the wind blew even harder.

Zhang Daxian on the stage jumped even more vigorously, and Jiang Beichen obviously saw that his eyes turned into a pitch-black color and his whole body was filled with black air.

"No, he was controlled by the Soul-Spiritting Banner. The current situation is probably not something he can control!"

Jiang Beichen spoke with a gloomy face.

He was about to go up quickly, trying to snatch the soul-guiding banner from Zhang Daxian's hand.

"Boy, you dare!!"

At this time, Zhao Guangzhi immediately brought people to surround Jiang Beichen.

"I warn you, be honest with me. If you dare to stop Zhang Daxian from casting spells, believe it or not, I will strip you alive!"

Zhao Guangzhi had a fierce expression on his face, and his eyes were also flickering.

"Guangzhi, don't be rude!"

Zhao Meimei hurried over and said, "Otherwise, let Master Zhang stop first. I feel something is wrong. The yard is full of yin energy and terrible sounds. I'm afraid it's really a bad thing!"

At this time, Zhao Meimei felt a little scared and felt a chill all over.

"rise!"

And at this moment, Zhang Daxian on the stage suddenly shouted.

Zhao Xiaoming, who was on the single bed, suddenly sat up.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, and the strong wind gradually dissipated, and the yard was silent.

"Young Master is awake?"

"I'm really awake!"

"Zhang Daxian is not a shame, he is a great immortal, he is so amazing!"

The people were all shocked and were talking about it.

Zhao Meimei's eyes couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes turned red, "Son, are you awake?"

"Haha, sister, what did I say?

Zhang Daxian is worthy of being Zhang Daxian, and he woke our eldest nephew up!"

Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help laughing.

"son?

son?"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly walked forward two steps and called out twice at Zhao Xiaoming.

Although Zhao Xiaoming sat up, he didn't say a word and his body didn't move.

"Hehe!"

After a while, a strange laugh suddenly came out from Zhao Xiaoming's throat, and the yard suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes looked at Zhao Xiaoming, feeling a little strange.

Zhang Daxian seemed to have recovered his mind at this moment. He looked at the Soul-Spiriting Banner in his hand and was a little dazed, because he had just been controlled by the Soul-Spiriting Banner and had no idea what was going on.

"Hehe!"

Another weird smile, Zhao Xiaoming turned around slowly, a strange smile appeared on his pale face, and his eyes turned as dark as ink. He was supposed to be a lively child, but at this moment a strange aura filled his body.

"Soul-Starting Banner... Give it to me!"

Zhao Xiaoming climbed off the bed, as if he couldn't walk, and kept crawling towards Zhang Daxian, waved to the soul-attracting banner.

Zhang Daxian couldn't help but be stunned. He was shocked for no reason and couldn't help but retreat.

However, Zhao Xiaoming screamed and rushed up, pounced on Zhang Daxian, bit it hard in his ear, and pulled it! Zhang Daxian screamed immediately, threw down the soul-striking banner, and rolled and rolled under the platform.

"Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

Zhang Daxian was frightened and his whole body was trembling. Blood continued to flow, and the others were stunned.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoming was covered in blood, and his mouth kept chewing Zhang Daxian's ears, creaking, making everyone feel creepy.

"Son, what's wrong with you, son, don't scare your mom!"

Zhao Meimei was panicked. She remembered what Jiang Beichen said before about taking over the body, and she felt even more afraid.

Near! Near! Zhao Meimei wanted to step forward, but Zhao Xiaoming immediately became alert and kept sticking out his tongue, like a python, showing a hideous expression, as if he was sending a warning.

"Brother Jiang, what's wrong with my son? Have you really been taken over by...?"

Zhao Meimei was so silly that she could only grab Jiang Beichen and asked.

Jiang Beichen sighed, shook his head and said, "I just said that what he recruited was not a good thing at all!"

"Zhang Daxian! You give me my son back, you give me my son back!"

Zhao Meimei was so angry that she went up and punched Zhang Daxian.

Zhao Guangzhi hurriedly went up and pulled her down, "Sister, calm down. No matter what, he is obviously awake now! He is better than a vegetative person!"

"roll!"

"You are not a good person either. You are obviously your nephew, but you actually found someone to harm him!"

Zhao Meimei threw her over with a big slap.
Chapter completed!