My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

Song Chan and Zhang Ruoxing's world view was refreshed again!

Sooner or later, he put all the other swords back into the Qiankun bag, leaving only Feng Shuang and Xue Yue, and then pulled them out one by one.

The long sword was unsheathed, majestic and powerful, and the sharp blade shone coldly under the light.

Probably because they had not been unsheathed for too long, the two swords made a buzzing sound.

Sooner or later, you can clearly feel their excitement. After holding them in your hands and looking at them for a moment, they put them back into the scabbard with a 'clang' sound.

"I'll give it to you!" Sooner or later, he threw Feng Shuang to Song Chan and Xue Yue to Zhang Ruoxing.

These two swords are a pair. If used together on the battlefield, they can produce unexpected effects.

The sword still had some weight, and it hurt when it hit his chest. Zhang Ruoxing almost spit out blood.

"Boss, you...you gave me such a good thing?" Song Chan was probably a little confused by the pie falling from the sky.

"Isn't your mahogany sword broken?" ChiWan said lazily, holding his hands, "You all saw it just now. I have plenty of swords, at least one or two."

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"Your dedicated study is the best reward for me." After that, sooner or later, he gave each of them a book, "These are sword tactics and sword techniques. You two go back and think about it carefully. If you don't understand, you can ask. I."

"Okay, great aunt, I won't let you down." Zhang Ruoxing said, rubbing his chest.

Song Chan tried to pull out the sword, but found that he couldn't pull it out? ?

Could it be that he was injured just now and was not strong enough, so he couldn't pull it out?

It's really strange. When the boss drew his sword just now, it was obviously very easy!

Song Chan put all his strength into sucking the milk, but Feng Shuang still didn't move at all.

When Zhang Ruoxing saw this, he couldn't help but sneered, "You didn't eat at night, right?"

Song Chan curled his lips and glanced at him with a resentful look, "How about you give it a try?"

"Just give it a try..." Before Zhang Ruoxing could finish his words, he discovered that he hadn't drawn the sword in his hand either.

He secretly tried his best, and in the end his face turned red, but he couldn't move even a little bit.

"Are you talking about me? You haven't had dinner yourself?" Song Chan said funny.

Zhang Ruoxing gave him a frustrated look, and then asked curiously, "Auntie, what's going on with this sword? Why can't it be pulled out?"

"This sword is spiritual and will not recognize its owner easily. If you can't pull it out, it means your strength has not been recognized by them." Sooner or later explained patiently.

"Ah? Can it still be like this?" Zhang Ruoxing scratched his head.

My head feels a little itchy, and I feel like I'm growing a brain.

If the sword doesn't want to recognize him as its master, wouldn't it be useless?

Not as good as his mahogany sword! It's not that troublesome.

Hearing this, Song Chan asked, "Then what do we need to do?"

"If you want them to recognize their master, you two must conquer them!" Sooner or later, he will show them a clear path.

conquer?

What does it take to conquer?

The two of them seemed to understand, "Oh, we probably understand."

At this moment, Zhang Zhicheng, who had just woken up, dragged his weak body out of the room, "Ahem... Auntie, are the ghost fetuses in me being removed?"

The living room was in ruins, and Zhang Zhicheng was stunned for a moment.

It looks like he was beaten very hard just now?

Why didn't he hear any movement?

Sooner or later, she looked back at him and said, "It's been removed, you can rest assured now."

Zhang Zhicheng saw that both Song Chan and Zhang Ruoxing had a lot of injuries on their bodies, with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths, so he quickly asked, "Are you okay?"

"Third brother, don't worry, my aunt has given us the pill just now, we will be fine." Zhang Ruoxing said pretending to be relaxed.

He didn't mention at all that the two of them were almost killed by the red-clothed ghost.

"That's good." Zhang Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

His aunt is much better than him as a doctor.

Zhang Zhicheng is still very weak and his face is very pale. He is much thinner than before. With the two dark circles under his eyes, he looks like a zombie in a Hong Kong movie.

He walked to the sofa, swept away the debris that had fallen on it, and then sat down.

"You have been haunted by that ghost for more than half a month, and the yin energy on your body is very heavy. Thuja belongs to the yang tree. If you wear this bracelet, it can not only ward off evil spirits but also calm the soul." Sooner or later, make a string of thuja The bracelet was given to him.

"Thank you, auntie." Zhang Zhicheng had just taken the bracelet, and his body, which had been feeling a little cold, seemed to have warmed up immediately.

"Auntie, I have another question."

Sooner or later, I probably guessed what he wanted to ask, so I took the lead and said, "You want to ask, you are obviously a man, why does the ghost fetus bother you?"

Zhang Zhicheng nodded in surprise, "That's right."

"Ghosts don't pick on men or women." Sooner or later he threw a cleaning charm on the ground, and the messy living room immediately became clean and tidy.

The three of them immediately looked at her with admiration.

After a few seconds of silence, he continued, "You have an excellent destiny. The ghost mother and son picked you to attack, and their cultivation level will greatly increase."

Not only him, but everyone in the Zhang family has a good destiny and has excellent luck.

Although she has never met her eldest grandson, it would be good to be born in the Zhang family.

"So that's it." Zhang Zhicheng sighed helplessly.

He thought to himself that if his aunt and the others hadn't come to the hospital to see him today, if it had been a few days later, all they would have seen was his body.

It’s really scary to think about it.

Due to Zhang Zhicheng's health, he went home with them sooner or later that night.

Shen Wanning went downstairs after hearing the noise. When he saw Zhang Zhicheng's face turned pale and looked sick, he was shocked on the spot, "A Cheng, what's wrong with you? How did you get yourself into this state? Already?"

"Mom, I just caught a cold and a fever during this period. I just need to come back and recuperate. Don't worry too much." Zhang Zhicheng said according to the excuse he made in advance.

On the way home, several people discussed it together and decided to hide the ghost fetus.

"You said that your child didn't know how to tell your family when he was sick. Do you want to make me angry to death?" Shen Wanning reprimanded with a distressed face.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhicheng subconsciously cast a look for help sooner or later.

"Eldest niece-in-law, eldest nephew-in-law, I already taught him a lesson on the way back, and he also promised me that he will never do it again." Sooner or later, he took Shen Wanning's hand, "It's not too early Come on, we are people who want to sleep for beauty sleep, so we must not get angry at night, as we will get older easily~ Come on, come on, sleep with me tonight!"