"You give my son back to me, and I give him back to me!"

At this moment, seeing Zhao Xiaoming becoming a human being, a ghost, Zhao Meimei completely collapsed and sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Zhao Guangzhi immediately looked stern and asked Zhang Daxian: "Zhang Daxian, what's going on? Didn't you say it's foolproof?

Now that my nephew has become like this, how do you explain it?"

"If you don't tell me about the world, believe it or not, I will let you go out of my Zhao family's gate today!"

Zhang Daxian suddenly shuddered, looked at Jiang Beichen, and quickly pointed at Jiang Beichen and shouted: "It's him! It's him! I had already brought back the young master's soul, and he was yelling next to him. I don't know what he did, but shocked the young master's soul. The young master became unconscious. It's not my fault. If you want to find him, just look for him, it has nothing to do with me!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that this guy would cause trouble and slander the water.

"Is your fault-shifting skills too clumsy? You have always cast spells on it. What does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Beichen spoke coldly.

"Why has nothing to do with you!"

"What's wrong with Master Zhang's words? Didn't you scream below just now?

Maybe you scared my nephew's soul!"

Zhao Guangzhi jumped out immediately and accused Jiang Beichen loudly.

"Enough!"

Zhao Meimei slowly stood up from the ground, her face was extremely gloomy, and she immediately stared at Zhang Daxian coldly: "I don't care what you use, let my son wake up immediately. If you can't do it, I will kill you today!"

Zhang Daxian couldn't help but scream. He knew that Zhao Meimei was really angry, not a joke.

He quickly climbed up to the stage.

Hiss! Hiss! Zhao Xiaoming held the soul-guiding banner and issued a warning sound at him, as if warning him not to get close.

A ugly smile appeared on Zhang Daxian's face: "Young master, be good, that thing is not fun, hurry up and give it to me!"

Zhang Daxian tried to snatch the Soul-Induction Banner. After all, his main purpose today was to get the Soul-Induction Banner.

In fact, he was Lao Hu's second plan, which was that Lao Hu sent him to Zhao Guangzhi and waited for an opportunity to bring the Soul-Spirit Banner out of the Zhao family.

"Ah--" As a result, as soon as he got closer, Zhao Xiaoming suddenly pounced on him and bit his hand fiercely. Zhang Daxian screamed and slapped him with a slap, but he didn't expect Zhao Xiaoming to catch his wrist.

Zhao Xiaoming laughed, suddenly swung Zhang Daxian's arm, and threw him directly under the platform.

Everyone took a breath, wondering what Zhao Xiaoming was possessed by, and he was extremely powerful.

"What should I do, what should I do?"

Zhao Meimei was so anxious that she looked at Jiang Beichen: "Brother Jiang, my son is afraid that he has really been taken over by something! What should I do now?

Is there any rescue?"

"Can you drive away his things? I beg you, help me?"

Zhao Meimei cried in a daze.

She would rather let her son return to vegetative than turn her son into a monster.

"Sister Zhao, don't worry!"

"I'll find a way to stop him first!"

Jiang Beichen sighed, then rolled up his sleeves, kicked his legs, and then landed onto the stage.

Everyone exclaimed.

I didn’t expect that this guy could even be lightweight?

"Strange, hurry up and hand over the Soul-Inducing Banner and get out of the host's body. I can spare you forever!"

Jiang Beichen spoke coldly.

Hiss! Hiss! Facing Jiang Beichen's arrival, Zhao Xiaoming was obviously a little nervous, and kept retreating, making a warning sound from his mouth.

Seeing that it refused, Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneer, and quickly strode towards Zhao Xiaoming, ready to take action.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zhao Xiaoming was about to take action first, so he rushed up and even jumped up and down like a monkey, trying to climb onto Jiang Beichen's back.

Although Jiang Beichen had good skills, he was afraid of hurting it and did not dare to use force, so he could only dodge.

But Zhao Xiaoming became more and more aggressive, and his attack became more and more fierce, and his claws kept catching Jiang Beichen's vital points.

It's so sweet! Jiang Beichen's chest was caught, and he felt a chill in his chest, so he quickly took a step back.

"It seems that if you don't move, you won't be obedient!"

Wow! Jiang Beichen sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, white mist suddenly rose up all over his body, covering the sky and pressing towards Zhao Xiaoming.

Xuanqing's true energy is a powerful tool to restrain Yin evil.

Hiss! Hiss! Zhao Xiaoming seemed to have encountered something horrible, and quickly turned around and ran away, but he didn't expect that the white mist would form a phantom of a big hand, wrapping him firmly inside.

Zhao Xiaoming couldn't move forward, and he knelt on the ground and struggled desperately, as if he was trapped by the Immortal Lock. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free. He could only stare at Jiang Beichen with a ferocious look on his face.

Jiang Beichen walked over and grabbed the soul-guiding banner in his hand.

Immediately he took out a silver needle and sealed it directly on Zhao Xiaoming's head.

Zhao Xiaoming's body stiffened, and then he slowly fell down and did not move.

"son!"

Zhao Meimei was frightened and hurried over and kept shaking, "Son, wake up!"

Immediately, I reached out to pull out the silver needle.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move! This silver needle sealed his soul orifice. If you pull it out, he will immediately be out of control!"

"Brother Jiang, what should I do? What should I do now?

Could it be that the evil things in his body cannot be driven away?"

When Zhao Meimei thought of her son becoming a monster, tears fell down.

Jiang Beichen frowned and said, "Don't be anxious first, I'll think of a solution!"

After pondering for a while, Jiang Beichen finally thought about a plan and said, "Let him tie him to the bed later. In this case, I can only try the Thirteen Needles of the Heavenly Gate!"

"Thirteen needles of the Tianmen?"

Zhao Meimei frowned.

She had heard of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, but she didn’t know what the Thirteen Needles of the Heaven Gate was.

But she didn't know that the Thirteen Needles of the Heavenly Gate is the originator of the acupuncture, and even the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are just its branch.

Jiang Beichen nodded, "The Thirteen Needles of the Heavenly Gate have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing ghosts. I'm not sure what the evil thing on him is, but you can try it first!"

"Okay, then you can try it quickly, the faster the better! As long as you can drive away the evil things in my son's body, I will agree to you all the conditions!"

Zhao Meimei said with a sincere look.

"Sister Zhao doesn't have to do this. I have nothing to ask for. Just lend me the Soul-Spiriting Banner in the future!"

Jiang Beichen said with a smile.

When he heard what he said, Master Zhang next to him was stunned for a moment, staring at the soul-guiding banner in Jiang Beichen's hand, his eyes flashing.

"Whatever you look at is it all because of you!"

Zhao Meimei glanced at Zhang Daxian coldly.

Zhang Daxian showed a wry smile: "Miss Zhao, I can't blame me all for this. I also hope that the young master will be well, at least he has woken up!"

"You also said, it's all your fault. I don't know what evil thing was introduced into my son's body. Let me tell you, if my son has a few big and small big things, I'll pay you for your life!"

Zhao Meimei ordered coldly.

"Xiaohong, take someone to tie him up and throw him into the woodshed. If there is a mistake, I will cut him into pieces and bury him with my son!"

"Yes, the head of the family!"

Xiaohong quickly took someone to take Zhang Daxian down.

Zhao Guangzhi next to him was so scared that he trembled, "Sister, this doesn't matter to me. I also hope that my eldest nephew can wake up!"

"You said! You are all idiots, you found a charlatan. If you weren't my brother, I'd chopped you up!"

Zhao Meimei said coldly: "Get out of the woodshed, and think about my mistakes behind closed doors. Without my orders, you are not allowed to come out!"

"Sister..." "Get out!"

Zhao Guangzhi was so scared that he rolled to the woodshed in shame.

Jiang Beichen shook his head and immediately handed the soul-guiding banner to Zhao Meimei: "Do you have a Buddhist temple at home?"

This thing is extremely fierce, so let’s put it in the Buddhist temple first!”

"good!"

Zhao Meimei nodded and quickly sent someone to send the Soul-Spiriting Banner to the Buddhist Hall.

Next, Jiang Beichen ordered someone to carry Zhao Xiaoming to the bedroom and tie it to the bed.

Immediately, everyone was asked to go out, calmly regulate their breath for a while, and then prepared to use the Thirteen Needles of Tianmen.
Chapter completed!