Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The ghost hand grew out from Xu Feifei's shoulder again, and because of its growing hatred, it seemed even more unscrupulous, and its sharp claws dug into the policeman's neck.

The policeman found nothing, but he suddenly became emotional and slammed the bed frame in a very violent manner.

"What are you doing? Feudal superstition is unacceptable and has nothing to do with this case!"

The ghost hand's control was very bold. Xu Feifei hid behind the policeman. Her pupils without a trace of white were gradually filled with hatred. She looked grimly at the men at the door and muttered in her throat.

Ying Wushu followed Xu Feifei's secret gaze and saw the face of the red-haired young man, Sun Hong.

Ying Wu Shu frowned silently, not quite understanding where Xu Feifei's hatred towards Sun Hong came from.

In this car accident, the two people who had the least connection were them. If it was hatred for standing up for her family, Xu Feifei didn't seem to have a good relationship with her family.

unless……

It is the wronged spirit that is parasitic on Xu Feifei.

In this case, the car accident was by no means accidental, but rather an act of revenge carried out by the wronged soul with a purpose.

Jinchen turned his palm over, and an invisible stream of light flew out, hitting the ghost hand that was about to sink into the policeman's neck.

The ghost hand bounced away in pain, causing Xu Feifei to groan. She knelt on the ground, covering her shoulder. Her pupils returned to normal in an instant, and she was sweating profusely.

Xu Feifei looked up quietly, and was frightened by Jinchen's cold eyes. She pursed her lips and dared not say a word.

Mother Xu was still shouting that someone was being beaten in the ward, causing the nurses to come in frequently to warn her.

The mediation has not yet produced any results. After questioning Sun Hong, the police intend to directly help them go through the legal process.

Before leaving the ward, Jinchen listened to Ying Wushu's words and did not kill the ghost in the hospital to avoid causing panic. Instead, he cast a forbidden spell on Xu Feifei.

If Xu Feifei and the wronged soul have any thoughts of killing again, the forbidden spell will take effect immediately.

Ying Wushu was not idle either. He used his fingertips to lift up Xu Feifei's wrist so that Luo Qiu could remember the appearance of the bracelet.

"Okay." Luo Qiu nodded, quickly took out his cell phone and started writing and drawing.

After leaving the ward, Ying Wushu hinted to the police that they could go look for Xu's younger brother. The police didn't understand why, but still agreed.

Jinchen, the other two, and Sun Hong watched the police leave. Sun Hong sighed worriedly, pulling her hair, at a loss as to what to do.

"Do we really have to fight this lawsuit...my brother won't wake up even if I beat him."

Ying Wushu heard it keenly and asked, "Sorry, what do you mean you can't wake up?"

Sun Hong hung her head. "I don't know either. The doctor said there's nothing wrong with his vital signs, and he's not in a vegetative state, but my brother just won't wake up..."

Jinchen suddenly interrupted: "I can."

Sun Hong was still sharing her sad story, and didn't follow Jin Chen's train of thought. "What can you do...?"

Jinchen glanced at him sideways, "Save your brother."

After saying that, he took out his Chinese medicine certificate from his pocket.

Ying Wushu paused for two seconds and asked softly, "Is this... true?"

Jinchen tilted his head in confusion, "Can this be fake?"

Yes, it is placed in the cabinet of Lingqingdu. His grandfather used it to carry out his side business (swindling people).

Ying Wushu responded silently in his heart, and couldn't help but stare at Jinchen in a daze, sighing in his heart.

This is really beyond your reach. This is not just hiring a shop assistant, this is hiring a polyhedron warrior.

Sun Hong finally reacted and took Jinchen and the other two into her brother's ward.

Unlike the noisy downstairs, Brother Sun’s ward is spacious and bright, and it is very quiet even when a nurse on duty passes by occasionally.

Entering the ward, the yin energy was equally strong.

Jinchen and Ying Wushu looked at each other silently again. The inexplicable tacit understanding that emerged made Ying Wushu's mind wander for a moment, and he quickly came back to his senses and looked at the hospital bed.

Brother Sun was lying flat on his back, his face pale and his body stiff, with special symptoms that even the doctor could not detect.

"Crash into evil."

Jinchen said casually.

Facing Sun Hong's puzzled look.

Jinchen walked to the bedside and lifted up Brother Sun's arm to show them. His fingers were covered with black spots as densely as pinholes.

"The fingers are filled with Yin energy."

They pulled aside Brother Sun's hospital gown, revealing his upper body. As Sun Hong exclaimed, they discovered that Brother Sun had actually developed corpse spots on his chest!

"If the body is weak and the evil spirits are not exorcised, then death will occur."

The last two words seemed to weigh on Sun Hong's heart.

Jinchen covered himself with his clothes, slowly stroked Brother Sun's eyebrows with his fingers, then stopped at the Baihui acupoint and drew a magic spell in the air.

"The true spirit exorcises the evil spirit and breaks it."

Jinchen's tone was steady, yet it was filled with a strong deterrent force. The three people in the ward who heard this spell all felt their hearts stir, as if a cool breeze was blowing past them.

Ying Wushu cultivated his spirit and felt a stronger aura.

His gaze stayed on Jinchen for a few seconds. When he heard Luo Qiu say that the painting was finished, Ying Wushu came back to his senses and spoke to Sun Hong with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Sun, besides the car accident, has anything else happened in your family recently?"

Ying Wushu always smiles when talking to strangers, which makes people subconsciously let down their guard. But if you look closely, the smile is not in his eyes, and he seems distant and not willing to be offended.

Sun Hong was stunned at first, then lowered her head and looked away, "No, no."

Clearly evasive behavior.

Upon hearing this, Ying Wushu pulled the corner of his lip, and his clear voice carried a frightening aura.

"Mr. Sun, my friend didn't lie just now. If you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid your life will be in danger in the future, including yours."

Sun Hong shrank his neck in fear. No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, he had to believe it after seeing Jin Chen's moves just now.

After a while, Sun Hong managed to speak, "Not long ago... my little sister died. From that day on, our family's luck has not been very good."

Luo Qiu showed him the bracelet he had just drawn, "What about this one? Do you recognize it?"

"this…"

Sun Hong's reaction was greater than they had imagined.

His whole body was stiff and his voice was hoarse and weak.

"This is my little sister's favorite bracelet when she was alive. He made it himself."

Luo Qiu exclaimed, and whispered to Ying Wushu, "The wronged spirit that possessed Xu Feifei's bracelet is most likely their little sister."

Ying Wushu nodded, and his previous questions were answered.

The car accident was indeed not accidental. It was caused intentionally by the wronged spirit in the bracelet. Now it has possessed Xu Feifei. I am afraid that it will continue to attack Sun Hong next.

"Invite the Xu family, give money, and kill the ghost."

Jinchen's casual voice came from behind.

Sun Hong: “…Ah?”

I don't understand! Are all of you masters so taciturn?

Ying Wushu explained, "They used the excuse of private mediation and giving money to invite the Xu family out, especially Xu Feifei."

"Your sister's wronged spirit is likely possessed by Xu Feifei."

Jin Chen nodded and walked to Ying Wushu's side, "Yes."

Luo Qiu was at a loss, "I didn't understand at all."

Did you guys have a tacit understanding when you first met?

Ying Wushu glanced at Jinchen, and seeing the faint smile in his eyes, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Sun Hong, who was frightened alone, said: "Oh! Oh my God..."

He grabbed his hair, refusing to believe it.

"She turned into a ghost!"

There is only fear, no worry or sadness.

Ying Wushu has dealt with many cases of relatives turning into ghosts. Most people with such emotions have a bad relationship with their relatives.

Ying Wushu lightly pinched his index finger, lowered his eyes and pondered.

This was a habitual movement he made when thinking, and his slender fingertips looked pleasing to the eye.