The strength of this white-robed ghost is in the seventh level of the Resentful Spirit Realm, and his moral skills are not as good as Zhang Fan's. Therefore, Zhang Fan was able to suppress him with this loud shout.
The white-robed evil ghost who felt Zhang Fan's Daoism glanced at Zhang Fan with some fear. Faced with the two roads in front of him, he really didn't know how to choose. He was unwilling to choose to go to the underworld, but he stayed.
, faced with such a powerful Zhang Fan, his ending was that he was completely stunned.
"You are right. I should have gone to the underworld after my death. However, I was harmed by an adulterer. Can't I take revenge? You Xuanmen people, as judges of the earthly world, how can you blindly favor the people of the earthly world?"
The white-robed evil ghost looked at Zhang Fan and asked coldly, his mood was obviously a little excited.
"If you were really harmed by the old man, I don't care about today's matter! But, you were not harmed by the old man!" Zhang Fan said solemnly.
Hearing this, the white-robed evil ghost frowned slightly, glanced at the old man coldly, looked at Zhang Fan and said angrily: "You are lying, he is the one who harmed me! Although he did not do it himself, he
But he was the mastermind behind my harm."
"I am a member of the Xiangmen, and I have reached the eighth stage of Shixuan Renxiang. You can tell at a glance whether he killed you. If you persist in your obsession, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" Zhang Fanhan said in a cold voice,
Zhang Fan has no time to waste time here with this white-robed evil spirit.
Zhang Fan carefully observed the old man's face. After the evil ghost left the old man's body, the black energy that was about to condense into a black mark in the Yintang position of the old man had dissipated, but there was some black energy lingering in the location of the Palace of Disaster.
This proves that the old man's life is no longer in danger, only a minor illness or disaster.
Zhang Fan also did not see the blood-evil energy condensed from the old man's position in Yintang, such a murderous appearance.
If this white-robed evil spirit was really killed by the old man during his lifetime, even if the old man did not do it himself, the old man's position in Yintang must have the aura of blood evil.
"Hate the injustice of heaven, hate the injustice of earth!" The evil ghost in white robe screamed miserably, and the voice was full of helplessness.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, two soft coughs came from the old man's mouth, and the next moment, he saw the old man slowly opening his eyes.
"Grandpa..." Chu Xin shouted excitedly.
"Dad..." Feng Lirong also shouted.
The next moment, he saw the old man slowly sitting up with the support of Chu Xin. Then, the old man turned his attention to the white-robed evil ghost.
When the old man saw the evil ghost in white robes, his expression changed slightly. No matter who he was, he would be frightened if he suddenly saw such a terrifying evil ghost.
The old man was relatively calm, and his expression soon returned to calm.
"Wang An, you came to seek my life, right?" The old man glanced at the white-robed evil ghost and said.
Hearing this, the white-robed evil ghost Wang An said angrily: "That's right, I'm here to ask for your life!"
Wang An Yinhun's scarlet eyes looking at the old man were filled with strong murderous intent. If eyes could kill, I'm afraid the old man would have died hundreds of times.
"You were not harmed by me, but by someone else." The old man said calmly.
"At this point, you still want to lie to me!" Wang An Yinhun snorted angrily.
"I am already eighty years old. I can live for another five or six years at most.
Do I need to lie to you about the time?" The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Wang An Yinghun did not refute the old man's words.
"If you don't believe me, you can kill me now and I will help you dissipate your resentment, enter the underworld, and be reincarnated as a human being." The old man looked at Wang An's ghost very calmly and said.
"Mr. Zhang, thank you for saving me!" Then, the old man looked at Zhang Fan and said with a grateful face.
"You're welcome, old man. Don't worry, I won't interfere in your affairs." Zhang Fan said. In Zhang Fan's opinion, it is best for both parties to resolve such matters. Zhang Fan couldn't help but admire Grandpa Chu Xin's kindness.
Calmness and magnanimity.
"Thank you!" The old man said gratefully again.
Then, the old man turned his attention to Wang An's ghost, "Let's do it!"
After saying that, the old man closed his eyes, looking like he was waiting to die.
Faced with the old man's words, Wang An's Yinhun hesitated. Three minutes passed, but Wang An's Yinhun did not make any move.
"If we don't do anything, we can talk about what happened back then." The old man looked at Wang An and said ghostly.
"You said..." Wang An Yinhun's scarlet eyes glanced at the old man with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Chu Xin, let's go out. Let the two of us resolve the matter." Zhang Fan looked at Chu Xin and said.
Chu Xin glanced at her grandfather with some worry.
"Xiao Xin, Mr. Zhang is right. Let us resolve our matter. If it can be resolved, everyone will be fine. If it cannot be resolved, grandpa's life will not be short. It is no pity. Wait.
In the next life, you will still be my granddaughter." The old man looked at Chu Xin kindly.
Chu Xin hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily.
Zhang Fan and Chu Xin came out of the old man's bedroom, and Feng Lirong followed them. Feng Lirong, who was still in shock, sat on the sofa and rested for a while before slowly coming back to her senses.
When Feng Lirong looked at Zhang Fan again, she no longer looked at a liar in her eyes. Her eyes were full of fear and curiosity.
An embarrassed smile appeared on Feng Lirong's face, and she said apologetically: "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry! I...I just..."
Zhang Fan glanced at Feng Lirong and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's okay. You are an injured person, I understand!"
As soon as Zhang Fan said this, Feng Lirong became even more embarrassed.
"Zhang Fan, what are you drinking? I'll get you a drink." Chu Xin noticed her mother's embarrassment and changed the subject.
"Coke." Zhang Fan replied.
Chu Xin nodded slightly and walked towards the kitchen.
Seeing Chu Xin leaving, Zhang Fan looked at Feng Lirong and said: "Auntie, you don't need to be so cautious. You can see your son when you should see him. My uncle will not pursue anything because of what happened back then. You have been together for so many years. This matter
Nothing can destroy the relationship between you."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Feng Lirong's heart was shocked.
Just now, Feng Lirong only saw Zhang Fan's ability to deal with ghost objects. Although Chu Xin heard about Zhang Fan's divination ability, Zhang Fan did not use it on her, so she was not deeply impressed.
And Zhang Fan's words can be said to have revealed her clearly. Feng Lirong's understanding of Zhang Fan has once again improved to a higher level. He truly knows Zhang Fan's abilities.
"Mr. Zhang, are you telling the truth?" Feng Lirong asked immediately, "If I tell Chu Xin's father what I have done before, will it really not affect our relationship?"