Chapter 395 The Trouble Brought upon You by Your Son

Ning Chuyi turned around and saw Ling Chu rushing towards him with all his strength.

A trace of worry immediately appeared on his expressionless face.

She was not in good health, and she was running so fast, don't faint.

But just as he was worried, he saw her face change and heard her call for caution.

Ning Chuyi realized something was wrong and swung the long sword in his hand.

But he didn't hit anything.

He looked sideways and found that the strange black fog had surged over silently.

Everyone felt a blackness in front of their eyes, and before they could react, a strong force suddenly hit them and they were swept into the black smoke.

This sudden change made many people terrified and screamed in fear.

In response to them was a gloomy and terrifying ghost cry.

Wei Feng and a group of imperial guards were still calm, holding swords and slashing hard, but it was a pity that no matter how strong their martial arts were, they could not hurt the black smoke at all.

It was swept away as well.

Ling Chu had only run a dozen steps when her chest felt like it was about to explode.

She stopped immediately.

She couldn't die.

Otherwise, none of those people would be able to escape the clutches of the resentful spirit.

If things went wrong, the entire Yangqu County would probably become a living hell.

Seeing that the black fog had swept everyone into the air, Ling Chu pressed his heart, which was beating wildly, took a deep breath, and quickly summoned the shovel from the system.

The shovel immediately rushed into the wax shop with a thunderous force, flew into the air, and slapped the human-shaped black fog fiercely.

"Ah--"

With a sharp and painful howl, the human-shaped black fog suddenly retreated.

Those who were swept away immediately fell to the ground with a bang.

The imperial guards in the wax shop were exhausted. But they found that no matter how much water they poured in, the fire could not be extinguished, and they also found that they could not get out of the wax shop.

They thought of many ways but it was useless.

Such a fire was very strange, they had never heard of it, and had never seen it before.

The whole wax shop was shrouded in black smoke, and the people inside could not get out, and it was very likely that the people outside could not get in.

Even Qiu Chengtong, the owner of the wax shop, was helpless.

Just when they thought they were going to die in the wax shop, they found that the strange black fog had rolled many people in from outside.

Seeing that cold face, some imperial guards shouted in surprise, "Lord Ning."

The black fog retreated, and many imperial guards saw familiar comrades and were very happy, "Great, you are finally here."

The imperial guards inside thought they were finally saved.

It can be seen that the people who came in didn't look very good, and then they realized that they were rolled in by the black fog.

Ning Chuyi glanced and saw that the people living in the wax shop were in a mess, but fortunately there were no casualties.

Not knowing how she was outside, he raised his foot and walked out.

But he found that he couldn't get out.

"My Lord, it's useless. This place is like a ghost wall. We can't get out."

"Want to leave? Dream on! You'll all die."

After hearing a sinister laugh, everyone looked up and found that the dispersing black fog had gathered into a human shape again.

Their faces changed drastically.

But suddenly a cold female voice sounded, "If you want them to die, you have to ask me if I agree."

Ning Chuyi's heart suddenly relaxed, and he looked out.

Ling Chu was walking to the door of the wax shop.

The black fog didn't expect that someone would dare to refute him. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious.

"Bitch, if you want to save them, you have to see if you have the ability to come in."

A ghost dared to scold her, and Ling Chu retorted without hesitation, "Then let you, a bitch, see if I have the ability."

Ling Chu took out a piece of talisman paper, chanted a spell, stepped on the Tiangang step, and approached the wax shop step by step.

When he was about to reach the door, he raised his hand and threw it, and the talisman paper rushed forward.

The resentful spirit floated over in a hurry. He was a little worried at first, but he couldn't help but look down on the light talisman paper.

But he didn't expect that the talisman paper suddenly exploded like a thunder.

Bang!

The barrier transformed by the black fog was blown to pieces.

The resentful spirit let out a sharp and piercing howl.

Seeing Ling Chu step into the wax shop.

He immediately pounced on her ferociously.

Ning Chuyi's heart tightened and he quickly followed.

He wanted to deal with the black smoke, but was stopped by Ling Chu, "Sir, take a rest, let me do it."

After saying that, he pulled out the Bodhi whip and whipped the human-shaped black smoke that rushed over.

"Ah..." A strange cry rang out, and the black smoke twisted in pain, unable to maintain its human form, and scattered.

After a few breaths, the black smoke gathered into a human shape again.

With a ferocious expression, his eyes were red and gloomy, and he glared at Ling Chu fiercely, "Bitch, you deserve to die, why don't you die."

While cursing, he rushed towards Ling Chu wrapped in thick black smoke, wanting to suffocate her.

But Ling Chu was not an ordinary person, so she would not sit and wait for death. Once the mouth-cleansing talisman was used, no matter how big the smoke was, it would be useless to her.

The resentful soul was furious, and Ling Chu didn't want to waste any more energy, so he took out a magic bell.

Shake, shake, shake.

Clink.

The resentful soul was attacked by the magic bell, howled a few times, and suddenly disappeared.

Even the fire that couldn't be extinguished by water was extinguished.

The neighbors who were involved were worried for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the crisis was resolved.

With lingering fear, he said to Qiu Chengtong, "Mr. Qiu, what's going on with your wax shop? Why is there such a weird black smoke, and it also involved us?"

Qiu Chengtong had no idea what was going on.

He looked at the imperial guards, feeling suspicious.

His family's wax shop was fine, but these people suddenly came to rent it, and it suddenly caught fire at night.

Such a coincidence, I don't know if it has anything to do with them.

Qiu Mao was relieved when he saw that the huge lucky candle in the wax shop was still intact.

At this time, seeing his father looking at the imperial guards with a bad face, his eyes rolled, "Everyone knows that my family's wax shop was fine this morning. We also want to know why it suddenly caught fire and there was such a strange black smoke."

Qiu Mao was very dissatisfied with the imperial guards now, these people almost ruined his business.

Originally, he planned to take the opportunity of delivering candles to the temple today to transport the lucky candles out and deal with them quietly. Unexpectedly, when he came back from the city in the afternoon, he learned that his father had rented the wax shop to outsiders.

In order to make more money, his father even rented his house, and he could only live in other relatives' homes.

If it weren't for those people, he would have dealt with the lucky candle long ago, and how could there be such a mess.

Seeing the pointed looks from Qiu Chengtong and his son, the imperial guards were so angry that they almost couldn't help but chop people with knives.

They just rented a room in the wax shop for one night, but they were so unlucky that they encountered a fire, and the strange black smoke had nothing to do with them.

The neighbors didn't know the truth, so they inevitably believed Qiu Chengtong and his son and whispered to the imperial guards.

Ling Chu glanced at them and said to Qiu Chengtong in a cold voice, "Mr. Qiu, the matter of your wax shop has nothing to do with us. It was your son who brought disaster upon us." (End of this chapter)