Yang Luo and Monk Yanxin suddenly turned their heads and looked at Song Yuzhu.
Song Yuzhu's body trembled and she asked with a trembling voice.
"Today...what month and day is today?"
After being trapped in the Song Mansion for several months, Song Yuzhu had already forgotten the current time.
Taoist priest Qingyun told today's month and date.
When Song Yuzhu heard this, she looked at the night outside the window, and she instantly figured it out.
I, right now, have just turned eighteen.
"Miss Song, be careful!"
Suddenly, an exclamation came, interrupting Song Yuzhu, who was still in confusion. She looked up and saw the three of them looking behind her with cautious expressions.
Behind yourself?
Song Yuzhu suddenly turned around...
I saw an illusory and blurry black shadow slowly crawling out from the portrait on the wall.
Song Yuzhu was trembling all over...
Is everything that the Taoist priest said true?
Song Yuzhu wanted to run, but her legs were already weak and she couldn't move at all. Instead, she collapsed on the ground with a snap.
"My dear daughter, come to your father quickly!"
A familiar voice came from the black figure.
Father?
Song Yuzhu was stunned!
It was her father's voice, and when she looked carefully, she found that the figure of the black figure was somewhat similar to her father.
"Father!"
Song Yuzhu exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes, she stood up involuntarily and rushed towards the black shadow.
Snapped!
Suddenly, an irresistible force appeared on Song Yuzhu's shoulders. Then, her figure that was about to run towards the black shadow suddenly stopped, unable to take a step forward at all.
"Miss Song, please wake up. Not only is he not your father, but he is also the real murderer of more than 30 members of your Song family!"
Yang Luo's voice was like a loud bell, reaching Song Yuzhu's ears.
But Song Yuzhu turned a deaf ear and suddenly turned around, her eyes red, and she screamed crazily.
"Let go, it is my father, let me pass, my father will protect me, and no one can bully me again!"
As he spoke, Song Yuzhu's body began to struggle crazily, but Yang Luo's hand was like a mountain pressing down on him, preventing Song Yuzhu's body from making any progress.
"Yuzhu, come to father quickly, father misses you so much!"
Another bewitching voice came, and Song Yuzhu became even more crazy. She kept slapping and scratching Yang Luo's body with her hands, but fortunately, this little damage could only make shallow scratches on Yang Luo's body.
Light white marks.
"She was confused by this ghost! I'll try it with the Pure Heart Charm!"
At this time, Monk Yanxin also came over and said, then he clasped his hands together, a little golden light bloomed from his body, and he began to spit out Buddhist Dharma.
The sound was like a warm spring breeze, making people feel extremely peaceful. After Song Yuzhu heard the Buddhist scriptures, her wildly twisting body gradually calmed down. However, a few struggles showed that she was still not completely free from the temptation.
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"Daughter! Father misses you so much! Come to father quickly!"
At this time, another sound came from the black shadow, and Song Yuzhu, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly became crazy again.
Monk Yanxin recited Buddhist scriptures louder, but the effect seemed to be getting worse and worse. Song Yuzhu was even a little bit crazier than before.
"Let me go! I'm going to my father!"
Song Yuzhu yelled crazily, and at the same time attacked Yang Luo again, even opened her mouth and bit Yang Luo.
What the hell!
Yang Luo suddenly became angry. I tried so hard to save your life, but you still want to bite me.
Snapped!
Yang Luo slapped Song Yuzhu hard on the face.
But Song Yuzhu became even more excited. She didn't even feel the slightest pain and opened her mouth to come again.
Yang Luo stretched out his right hand and wanted to slap her, but looking at the swollen half of her face, he suddenly couldn't do it.
During this hesitation, Song Yuzhu bit Yang Luo's right hand and swallowed half of his palm into his mouth.
Yang Luo's face was filled with anger. He simply thrust forward with his right hand and put the entire palm into her mouth. Then he made a fist. Song Yuzhu's mouth was filled to the brim. He wanted to spit it out, but found that his fist was stuck in his teeth.
Can't spit it out.
"Amitabha! Those ghosts deceive people's hearts so much that poverty and hatred cannot break them!"
Yanxin said from the side.
"Just do it and it's over. I think it will be chopped into ashes. What else can it do to confuse people's hearts?"
Yang Luo couldn't help but curse loudly, then stretched out his hand to draw out the Seven-Star Sword, and slashed at the black figure from the air.
"Qianyuan Slash..."
I saw a golden sword light, blooming with dazzling light. In an instant, it came to the black figure, and then cut it in two.
But soon, the black shadow that was cut into two merged again and merged into one black shadow, as if it had not been harmed at all.
"This is not the true form of the evil spirit!"
Taoist Priest Qingyun frowned and said.
Not the body?
Yang Luo also frowned. This evil spirit seemed to be extraordinarily powerful, completely different from the few thugs he had dealt with before.
At this time, Monk Yanxin also used the Vajra Angry Eyes again, and his eyes suddenly became golden.
However, after a long time, he still shook his head helplessly, and he did not see where the evil body was.
At this time, Song Yuzhu in front of Yang Luo became even more crazy, and the evil and confusing voice never stopped.
When Song Yuzhu saw Yang Luo loosening his grip on her shoulders, her body suddenly lost its restraints. She wanted to turn around and run towards the black figure, but her mouth was stuck tightly with Yang Luo's fist and she couldn't break free at all.
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Song Yuzhu could only roar dullly with red eyes, and a trace of transparent saliva flowed from the gap in her mouth to the ground. Yang Luo frowned as he watched.
But this is not the time to pay attention to such trivial matters!
Yang Luo looked around again and then said.
"Try destroying that portrait!"
Before he finished speaking, a spiritual talisman flew out of Taoist Master Qingyun's hand. In an instant, it flew to the portrait of the Song family master. Then the spiritual talisman suddenly burst out with a flame and ignited the portrait!
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
After a few breaths, the portrait slowly fell from the wall, and finally turned into a line of ashes.
But!
The black shadow continued to confuse Song Yuzhu and was not affected at all.
That's not it?
The three of them frowned!
"what to do?"
Taoist Priest Qingyun looked at Yang Luo. Unknowingly, Yang Luo had become the backbone of the three of them.
Yang Luo didn't know what to do. At this moment, the man who dressed up as a woman probably had no choice.
Yang Luo continued to scan around a few times, but found nothing special.
The Song Yuzhu in Yang Luo's hand was still struggling, trying to walk towards the black shadow.
Yang Luo was upset because of her torment!
But suddenly, an idea flashed in Yang Luo's mind!
Then his eyes looked strangely at Song Yuzhu in his hand.