"Bang!"

The fierce light in Xiaonan's eyes just showed, and above his head, he was ruthlessly slapped by Tang Laoliu. Tomato Novel Network w`w-w`.|`

"Calm your mind!" Tang Laoliu's usually a bit of a naughty face was rare at this time, and he was not caught by the fierce light in Xiaonan's eyes. He shouted in a deep voice.

"Hu..." The effect of calming the mind and calming the mind that came just one foot just now made the evil light in Xiaonan's eyes gradually fade away. After relaxing, his face gradually calmed down, and he continued to calm down, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.

Tang Laoliu had a serious face, wearing a short black jacket, and his hands were placed behind him. The soul-suppressing ruler in his hand appeared and walked slowly around the formation. A secret song "Qingxin Soul-Sending Sutra" in his mouth was slowly singing.

This "Qingxin Soul-Defying Sutra" is one of the secrets of soul refining Taoism, which is the most capable of calming the soul and scattering the soul; it is the best effect for those who are chaotic in dealing with various ghosts.

However, in this world, only Tang Lao Liu and others knew this sutra. Even Changsheng Jun only knew its name but did not know the details.

Therefore, I only imitated Xiao Nan and found Tang Laoliu, walked this soul-suppressing array, and sang the Qingxin Soul-Saving Sutra.

After walking around for 108 times, the "Clean Heart and Soul Crossing" was also sung thirty-six times, which made Tang Lao Liu dry his mouth and sweaty on his vest.

I saw Xiaonan sitting in the middle of the Soul-Suppressing Array, under the Qingxin Soul-Suppressing Sutra, sitting quietly, hanging down his head in the center of the formation, like a dead tree; and the Soul-Suppressing Array was moving at this time, and it was clearly already completely activated, Xiaonan's soul had settled.

Tang Laoliu breathed a long sigh, walked to the side and picked up the kettle, raised his head and poured two mouthfuls of water. He sat on the chair next to him and shouted: "Wife, wives... pour me a basin of a wash water!"

Soon, the sister-in-law of the Tang family brought a basin of hot water. After watching Tang Laoliu take off his clothes, scrub it out for a while, and then put on a dry dress, she carefully nudes towards Xiaonan, the imitation in the formation.

"It's okay...he can't hear it!" Tang Laoliu let out a light breath, spread it on the chair, and gasped.

Listening to Tang Laoliu's words, the sister-in-law of the Tang family breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Laoliu, what should I do?"

"What should I do? What can I do?" Tang Laoliu smiled bitterly, looked at Xiaonan in the array, sighed, and said, "This is what we owe him!"

"But... Lao Liu, what if... if this is not a imitation brother, we are only afraid afterwards..."

The sister-in-law of the Tang family looked gloomy and her eyes were about to get angry, but after looking at Xiaonan over there, she finally lowered her voice and said angrily: "Tang Laoliu... You can think clearly that I will enjoy the blessings of Laoliu with you, and my life will be comfortable, and I will never lose money in this life; but... Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang is only three years old!"

"Shut up!" Tang Laoliu had a rare face, staring at his wife, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense with long hair and short-sighted women; I, Tang Laoliu, are not the kind of ungrateful person; if you receive favors from others, you must repay them; today I, brothers, can come to me and be controlled by my Tang Laoliu's magic, how can I, Tang Laoliu, repay my kindness with grudges?"

"You... Tang Laoliu!" The sister-in-law of the Tang family turned black and even burst into tears. She didn't care. She paused and shouted angrily: "You unscrupulous, I have been with you for so many years. Now you don't even want your wife for others!"

"It doesn't matter if the wife doesn't want it anymore, but Xiaoqiang, that's your biological child, your three generations of single-handed children! You don't want it anymore either?"

"Who knows if he is still a imitation brother?"

Looking at the woman who was wiping her tears over there, Tang Laoliu felt a little soft, sighed, and said in a stern voice: "Okay, okay...Woman, go to his grandmother's house to pick up Xiaoqiang and leave... Go farther away, don't tell anyone! When I call you, you will come back; if...If I don't call you, don't come back... Anyway... Anyway, the money in the passbook will save a little, which will be enough for you and your mother to spend most of your life!"

"Lao Liu!" After hearing this, the sister-in-law of the Tang family stopped jumping, but tears came out of her eyes. She lay on Tang Lao Liu, hugged Tang Lao Liu's legs and cried sadly: "Lao Liu... If you don't leave, I won't leave. If you don't stay, what's the point of me alone?"

"Oh, why are you crying... I don't know what this is going on. Even if... even if he is not a imitation brother and I help him, he will never repay his kindness, right?"

After reaching out to touch his wife's head, Tang Laoliu sighed and said, "Let's go, let's go... It's always right to be prepared. Take Xiaoqiang away and just think it's going out for a trip... I'll call you after two days!"

"Lao Liu...I won't leave, I'm going to go together!" The sister-in-law of the Tang family hugged Tang Lao Liu's legs and did not loosen.

"Oh... I can't leave. If I leave, I will be wasted all my efforts in this situation... Go and go... It's okay, I owe it to others, I will always pay it back!" Tang Laoliu sighed, reached out to pull up his wife, looked at her mother's colorful face, and reached out to wipe it with pain, and said, "Go and go, go and play for a few days, and come back!"

"Lao Liu..." Tang's sister-in-law looked at Tang Lao Liu with tears in her eyes, and stood up with difficulty holding Lao Liu's knees, and said sobbingly: "Lao Liu, you must call me! You must call!"

"I understand, I understand... Go and go!" Tang Laoliu nodded vigorously, but his wretched face on weekdays was particularly pleasing to the eyes.

Seeing his wife walking out step by step, Tang Laoliu reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up, and cleaned his hands in the basin. When he walked to the main hall, he devoutly lit an incense stick in front of the statue of the ancestor, and then walked back to the backyard.

He reached out and picked up the soul-squeezing ruler, reached his index finger into his mouth and bit it hard, and wiped the soul-squeezing ruler with his own blood. Seeing the spirit light on the soul-squeezing ruler, he coughed lightly, calmed his throat, and recited another strange tune with his hands and feet, and turned around the red formation again.

But this time, the spiritual light of the soul-suppressing ruler began to dance slowly with Tang Laoliu's dancing; then a spiritual light came out from time to time and fell towards Xiaonan, the body in the middle of the formation.

"The lightness of the soul is like nothing; the heavyness of the soul is like Mount Tai... the ghosts and gods of the world are everywhere... When is this evening, when is this time..."

In the strange dance of Tang Laoliu, the tune that seemed to exist and not exist, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, continued, and the spiritual light of the soul-suppressing ruler also burst out one by one, falling on Xiaonan, gradually merged with the spiritual light of the big array, forming an oval cocoon of spiritual light, wrapping Xiaonan in it.

And the red array seemed to be fully activated at this time. Widths of spiritual light condensed from all parts of the array towards the middle, forming a ball with the spiritual light of the soul-suppressing ruler, wrapping the imitation Xiaonan layer after layer...

Tang Laoliu's pace was getting faster and faster, and the tune became more and more strange and high; but his face became whiter and whiter, and a thick layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, gathering into beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks.
Chapter completed!