As soon as Huang Zhongyu moved, others followed suit.
Many of Huang Zitao's relatives have to leave.
Wu Yong blocked the door and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, you can't leave yet."
Huang Zhongyu and others were puzzled.
"Why can't you leave!"
"Yes, why!"
"Who are you and why are you blocking our way!"
Because Wu Yong had warned him, Huang Zitao did not make it clear to his family in advance. Wu Yong's actions aroused extreme dissatisfaction among everyone.
Especially the highly respected Huang Zhongyu.
He glared at Huang Zitao fiercely and said: "Xiao Tao, what gods and ghosts do you believe in? I'm sorry for your dead parents. I won't tell you. Why is this man blocking our way and not letting us go? Are we still
You cannot have your freedom restricted by a magician!"
Huang Zitao was in a dilemma.
"this……"
He didn't know how to explain it well either.
He had no choice but to turn his attention to Wu Yong for help.
Wu Yong said calmly: "I'm not restricting your freedom. If you really want to leave, I won't stop you. But I'll say the ugly things first. Anyone who leaves will be responsible for the consequences of whatever happens in the future. This sentence
I told Mr. Huang the same thing, and I hope you can consider it carefully. I am by no means alarmist."
There is a saying that Buddha helps those who are destined.
If someone insisted on leaving, he would not stop them.
But they have to bear the consequences themselves.
Huang Zhongyu didn't believe Wu Yong's words at all, and sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost, get out of my way."
He couldn't help but want to leave.
Huang Zitao panicked now and quickly stopped Huang Zhongyu and said, "Uncle, you can't leave!"
He could tell that Wu Yong was definitely not joking.
If Huang Zhongyu leaves, what will happen to him in the future?
He, Huang Zitao, will have to regret it for the rest of his life.
So Huang Zitao blocked Huang Zhongyu at all costs.
Huang Zhongyu's face turned red with anger: "Open it! The Huang family doesn't have unworthy descendants like you!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he raised his arm to hit Huang Zitao.
Huang Zitao repeatedly asked Wu Yong for help: "Brother Wu, I can't convince my uncle, please help me. I can't just watch something happen to my uncle!"
When Wu Yong heard this, he nodded slightly.
Whatever.
Since you agreed to help, let's send Buddha to the West.
Wu Yong took out a silver needle and flicked it.
The silver needle drew a streak of silver light and sank into Huang Zhongyu's neck.
Huang Zhongyu's raised hand was frozen in place before it landed on Huang Zitao's body.
"Brother Wu, what did you do to my uncle?"
Huang Zitao saw that Huang Zhongyu suddenly stopped moving.
While I breathed a sigh of relief, I also felt a little worried.
Wu Yong said: "I have temporarily sealed his acupuncture points. As long as I pull out the silver needles later, he will return to normal."
Huang Zitao breathed a sigh of relief: "It'll be good if I can recover."
At this time Xu Zhihao also finished his work.
He ran over and said: "Brother Wu, I have posted it, what should I do next?"
Wu Yong said in a deep voice: "Mr. Huang, please ask your family members to sit still. No matter what you see or hear later, don't be too surprised. In addition, it is best for children to keep their eyes covered, otherwise
I'm afraid of leaving a shadow on them."
Huang Zitao nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
Even though Huang Zhongyu didn't speak, Huang Zitao still kept his words at home.
He settled down with his family according to Wu Yong's instructions.
Then he watched Wu Yong's movements closely.
Wu Yong asked Xu Zhihao to open the bag he was carrying.
There is yellow paper and cinnabar inside.
And a jar of red stuff sealed in a jar.
After setting everything up.
Wu Yong said in a deep voice: "Turn off the lights."
Snap.
Xu Zhihao, who had been standing next to the switch for a long time, turned off the light directly.
The house suddenly became dark.
Huang Zitao and his family didn't know what Wu Yong was going to do, and they huddled together with a slight tingling in their hearts.
Time passed minute by minute.
Wu Yong half-closed his eyes and remained motionless.
The people in the room were breathing cautiously and anxiously.
Finally, the pendulum of the clock pointed to eleven o'clock.
Time has come.
Hoo ho ho.
For some unknown reason, a dark wind suddenly blew in the room, and everyone felt as if the temperature had dropped several degrees.
"What...what's going on?"
"Why do I feel the wind?"
"Didn't all the windows just close?"
The faces of Huang Zitao's family members changed slightly, and they communicated in low voices.
At this time, Wu Yong suddenly opened his eyes.
His hands touched his eyeballs.
An invisible yellow light flashed, and Wu Yong had activated the Chaos God.
Swish.
His eyes suddenly became clear.
The Chaos God has the wonderful ability to see through Yin and Yang.
As soon as Wu Yong opened it, he saw the whole picture of the house, including things that ordinary people couldn't see. Everything came into view at this moment.
The scene in front of him shocked Wu Yong.
I saw ghosts with disheveled hair everywhere in Huang Zitao's house.
These ghosts range from big to small.
Older people have sagging skin and are covered with wrinkles.
The small one is just about the size of a child.
They sit or stand, gradually appearing in the house.
Swish.
When Wu Yong was watching, an unusual look from the corner suddenly came over.
That's a male ghost.
He looks like a middle-aged man and has a very burly figure.
He stared straight at Wu Yong, and a faint voice came from his mouth: "You all come over and take a look. This guy seems to be a Taoist priest invited here to practice."
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
All the ghosts in the room gathered around.
They stood in front of Wu Yong, looking up and down curiously.
"Boss, he looks young, we don't need to be afraid."
"That's right, that Maoshan Taoist priest from last time came and couldn't do anything to us. He was punished by us, and now he's crazy and can't even take care of himself."
"Gee, if you ask me, we have to play tricks on him to make him come here without overestimating his abilities."
The big ghost and the little ghost were talking and laughing, communicating back and forth.
Judging from their tone, they didn't seem to take Wu Yong to heart.
But the middle-aged man's face became more solemn. He stared into Wu Yong's eyes and said solemnly: "Why do I feel something is wrong? Why do I feel that he can see us?"
"Can you see us?"
"Stop talking about it, boss, how is it possible!"
"A Taoist priest who has been practicing Taoism for decades can't do anything to us. What use can a young man like him do?"
"Haha, let's see if I don't scare him to death!"
When a group of big ghosts and little ghosts are laughing and joking.
Wu Yong curled his lips and spoke calmly: "A group of lonely wild ghosts, who have not entered reincarnation, but are wandering here. Do you really think that no one can deal with you? You want to scare me, and I don't want to see if you are good enough!
"
Swish.
As soon as Wu Yong said this, the faces of all the ghosts changed on the spot.
Especially the middle-aged male ghost, who was stunned for a long time and said loudly: "No! He can really see us!" (To be continued)