To draw thunder, someone who knows how to draw thunder sets up an altar somewhere or uses some medium, such as the thunder order, the five thunder talisman, etc., to draw down the thunder from the sky.

However, people who are not good enough will consume their own energy and spirit accordingly when using thunder method.

Those who do not have the right skills to forcefully use thunder methods may suffer from coma at worst, or may suffer from backlash in their lifespan.

Therefore, it is not recommended for people who are not professionals to play mine.

Since the thunder is not a natural thunder, then who is causing the thunder?

This thunder doesn't seem to be aimed at myself and Xiaomi.

Then apart from dealing with He Zhong and Baigui, there seems to be no other suspicious characters.

Could it be that He Zhong was a disciple of some sect that he had offended before?

But He Zhong only woke up the day she came down the mountain. It had only been a few days. Which sect's disciples were so kind-hearted in punishing evil and promoting good?

There is another strange place.

That's why when the thunder came down for the first time, hundreds of ghosts kept running away, fearing that they would be struck and their souls would fly away.

But when the thunder came down again for the second time, the evil spirits not only did not dodge, but worked harder to deal with He Zhong.

What prompted these evil spirits to take their lives?

When I think of the scene just now when those evil spirits pounced on He Zhong when thunder struck the sky.

Feng Zhibai thought it was too strange.

"Miss Feng, Mr. Mi, are you okay?"

Just as she was lost in thought, Qu Yun appeared in her sight holding a peach wood sword.

"Ang." Feng Zhibai raised his voice before turning around, and saw Qu Yun waving his peach wood sword to scatter the afterimages of several imps, then limping to the pit and quickly protecting himself behind him.

The whole process lasted only a few blinks, and she didn't even have to fix her eyes when she heard Qu Yun shouting: "Miss Feng, leave quickly, I'll take the lead here! Don't make trouble, you brave devil!"

"Xiao Yun! Don't be impulsive! You are your own person, your own person!"

When Feng Zhibai saw him raising his mahogany sword towards He Zhong, he was afraid that he would really chop it down, so he quickly stopped him!

Lao Mi Tou, who was hiding somewhere, heard Qu Yun's voice, poked his head out from the safe area, and shouted excitedly: "Master Qu Tian! Don't be impulsive, you are really one of our own!"

Lao Mi Tou ran over quickly.

"ah?"

Qu Yun groaned and was about to take back the mahogany sword, but a hand grabbed the sword tightly!

He Zhong's mind was completely blank at this moment.

Because he had been killing evil spirits, the evil aura controlled his original consciousness.

To put it more clearly, he is red-eyed.

At this moment, he saw Qu Yun holding the mahogany sword towards him. He instinctively grabbed the sword blade. Just as he was about to raise his hand to throw Qu Yun out, a clear bell sounded: "Dingling bell——" Enter

Got to his mind!

Slowly putting down his hand, He Zhong let out another sad gasp.

"this..."

Seeing He Zhong's struggle, Lao Mi Tou wanted to step forward to help him but didn't dare.

Feng Zhibai expressionlessly shook the bell in his hand, the more he shook it, the faster he rang.

Hearing the sound of the bell getting louder and louder, He Zhong was shocked and opened his eyes!

The person who caught his eye was wearing a goose-yellow gown, just like he was standing in front of him a hundred years ago. He said in a gentle voice: "Wake up, are you awake? Wake up and say, I still have important things to do."

Seeing He Zhong open his eyes and look at himself, Feng Zhibai lost his worries and shouted angrily at him to come to his senses.

After shaking his head twice, He Zhong blinked at Feng Zhibai and silently said "squeak——".

There are no gentle words! It’s all his own fantasy!

Today's prophet is no longer the ladylike wind prophet he used to be.

Hearing He Zhongzhen squeak, Lao Mi Tou and Qu Yun were dumbfounded.

The majestic ghost king is actually so obedient?

"This, this...what is going on?"

Putting away the mahogany sword, Qu Yun looked at Lao Mi Tou.

Lao Mi hit his head and mouth, with a thoughtful look on his face: "Smash, how should I explain it? It's like this, actually... I'm not very clear either."

Rolling his eyes speechlessly, Qu Yun held up his forehead. Lao Mi Tou's answer was no different from not answering at all.

It's better not to say anything.

Lao Mi was not idle either. He pulled Qu Yun over and briefly explained what happened just now.

He Zhong took a moment to recover his thoughts.

Hearing Lao Mi Tou and Qu Yun discussing him, he raised his hands and was about to salute them, but Feng Zhibai held his hands down.

"Let's catch up later."

One sentence interrupted Lao Mi Tou and Qu Yun who were still chattering.

The two of them looked at Feng Zhibai with doubts at the same time, only to see her roughly tugging at the corner of her clothes, hanging the bell on her waist, and looking at Qu Yun anxiously as if there was something urgent.

Said: "What are you doing? Hurry up and put away Xiao Chong Chong! Today's work is done today, and tomorrow will be after midnight!"

"receive?"

Qu Yun didn't understand Feng Zhibai's words.

According to the situation, He Zhong and Feng Zhibai were destined, and it was her who took action instead of him.

"Miss Feng, do you want me to put the Ghost King away?"

Lao Mi patted the back of his hands: "Why? Can't we just transcend directly?"

Putting down his hand, Feng Zhibai nodded gracefully and explained: "He owes a debt of karma that cannot be repaid and cannot be reincarnated, let alone transcend directly. I am not a Taoist disciple, Xiaomi, you are just a divination master, although He Zhong

He does evil, but he is forced by circumstances. After thinking about it, I feel that he is not evil in nature. If you want him to pay off the karmic debts of those innocent people, the best way is to temporarily put him in Xiaoyun's Taoist temple.

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"The Taoist temple will have morning and evening chants every day. After daily chanting and offering incense from thousands of families to offset the evil spirit of He Zhong, he will be allowed to accumulate evil virtues and pay off his debts. In time, he can enter the six realms of reincarnation again.

Reincarnation."

He Zhong is the king of ghosts, and his body is too full of evil spirits. If he wants to get rid of the evil spirits, he can only send him to a Taoist temple.

Disciples in the Taoist temple have morning and evening classes every day to sing and recite Baogao scriptures.

Place He Zhong in front of the incense table in the hall. In addition to being chanted by his disciples every day, he can also receive incense from thousands of families.

These incense have been rubbed by the breath of countless people, and the yang energy and evil spirits will naturally be suppressed.

It is only a matter of time before the evil spirit in He Zhong is eliminated.

And she really wanted to help He Zhong.

Not to mention that they met a hundred years ago, nor that he became what he is now just to avenge his wife and children.

But since he was willing to fight hundreds of ghosts for her own sake, she felt that He Zhong was kind and righteous.

It's also fate between the two of us, so I'll help if I can.

Hearing that Feng Zhibai was willing to help him, He Zhong knelt down with his knees bent and said with ghostly eyes: "Prophet, the villain thanks the prophet! This great kindness will never be forgotten."

"Okay, get back on your feet."

Waving his hand, Feng Zhibai glanced at the horizon unintentionally.

When I looked at it, I realized that it was almost time!

Today’s work is done today!

It's too late!

"Xiao Yun, please remember to put Xiao Chong back in, I can't wait any longer!"

Feng Zhibai hurriedly grabbed his skirt, showing no image at all, and ran towards the entrance of Qingshantou with his legs at the speed of the wind!

"Hey, hey, you, why are you in a hurry? Why can't you wait?"

Lao Mi's eyes widened, but he didn't see Qingfeng Zhibai's shadow, and she disappeared.

Only the confused Qu Yun and He Zhong, who had no head or face, were left on the spot.

Pointing in the direction where Feng Zhibai was running, Lao Mi was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to laugh or not: "No, this... these short legs can run really fast..."

Qu Yun was amused. He reached into the yellow bag and took out a small jar: "Miss Feng is vigorous and resolute, and has a lively and cheerful temperament. She is quite good."

After opening the lid of the small jar, he bowed and nodded politely to He Zhongxian.

He Zhong was originally a scholar, so this etiquette was naturally in place.
To be continued...