Jun Shao's Transit Wife

On this day, An Chen appeared in front of the couple in plain clothes, holding a transparent glass bottle in his hand.

Seeing An Chen's attire, the two couples were a little taken aback.

In their view, An Chen was just a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the only way he could use it was to use some talisman papers.

But seeing An Chen's attire in front of them, not only did the two couples not feel that An Chen was just putting on a show, but they became respectful.

"An Chen, what are you going to do?" the old man asked.

"Crossing the soul, if the soul crossing fails, the soul will be locked and destroyed." An Chen said.

For these, the old man and the old lady don't understand, they only understand the soul crossing, which is probably superseding.

"Let's go." An Chen said.

An Chen once assisted a group of masters to transcend a soul together. At that time, to save a soul, a sincere person was needed to help chant. Among many people, An Chen was the only one who chanted the scriptures sincerely without distracting thoughts. Knowing that he was very capable in this area, he taught him how to save the soul.

But after that time, he didn't try again, this time was the second time, and he didn't know if he could succeed.

Today is Saturday, their son and daughter-in-law are at home, An Chen specially chose this day, just to take advantage of the two of them at home.

When the three of them arrived, the two couples had just finished feeding the child with blood, and their faces were extremely pale.

An Chen stood behind the old man and the old lady, through the gap between them, looked at the man who opened the door, and the man was already hypnotized with just one look. The old man and the old lady went in.

Before the two came, An Chen had already told them that from the moment they entered the door, they would treat him as if he didn't exist and leave him alone, as long as it was the same as usual.

So after the two went in, they didn't look back at An Chen at all.

After entering, the daughter-in-law also raised her head. When she saw An Chen, she was hypnotized by An Chen just as she was about to say something.

Soon she also regarded An Chen as air, as if she couldn't see it at all.

At this time, there was a child lying on the shaker next to the daughter-in-law, a child with a dark face.

It may be because of the blood sucking just now, the child has closed his eyes, and has not noticed the existence of An Chen for the time being.

An Chen said softly to the two couples: "Take your son and daughter-in-law into the house, and don't come out no matter what sounds you hear after that. You can't come out until I let you out."

The two couples didn't ask anything, just followed what An Chen said, brought their son and daughter-in-law into the room, closed the door and locked it tightly.

In the living room, there were only An Chen and the child in the shaker.

It's not the first time An Chen has taken on such a task related to ghosts or mysterious arts, and it's not like he hasn't failed before.

Therefore, An Chen does not mean that he is fully sure about every task.

But this time, An Chen had every chance of winning this mission, he knew very well that he had to act as soon as possible.

Before the person behind the scenes noticed.

Therefore, An Chen quickly threw the sponge ball out, and the sponge ball tacitly began to suck the black air from the child after flying out.

The little ghost itself is not an evil ghost, but is manipulated to become an evil ghost. Once the black air is sucked away by the sponge ball, the little ghost can temporarily return to an ordinary little ghost.

He will try to transcend it first, but this is a bit risky. After all, once the kid gets rid of the black energy, the person behind the scenes will notice it, and once the other party notices it, he will definitely take action.

But An Chen still wanted to try to see if he could save this little ghost, after all, everyone has the right to be reincarnated.

When the mantra of passing away was recited, An Chen's voice instantly formed a protective circle to wrap the child in the cradle, and the little ghost was also wrapped in the mantra of passing away, gradually feeling comfortable.

But soon the kid started to struggle.

Seeing this scene, An Chen knew that the super speed had failed, after all, his ability was limited.

If a group of masters are here, there should be no problem.

It seems that he still has to strengthen his ability.

Unable to transcend, An Chen could only pull the little ghost out of the child's body and lock it into the glass bottle in his hand, and then try to destroy it.

Time was running out, An Chen directly took out the triangle folded with yellow paper that he had brought with him in advance and threw it at the child in the crib. In the next second, there was a miserable scream, and then a pale kid was squeezed out in the child's body.

An Chen quickly pointed the mouth of the bottle at the kid, and with the help of the sponge ball, the kid was just sucked into the glass bottle.

Cover the bottle tightly, and An Chen directly pastes more triangles folded from yellow paper, which is regarded as trapping the kid.

Looking at the yellow papers in his hand, they were all given to him by a group of masters before he left Xincheng Temple.

When he first came into contact with these things, he didn't know how to use them. Master Yiyi taught him how to use them. Later, Master Yiyi would often give them to him in boxes, and he gradually became more comfortable using them.

After subduing the little ghost, the panicked voices of the old man and the old lady came from the room: "Xiao Fei! Ayu! What's wrong with you!"

An Chen knew that the little ghost had been subdued, and the affected couple could no longer support their bodies and collapsed.

He walked to the door of the room, raised his hand and knocked on the door, someone opened the door soon, the old lady was already crying, the old man was still a little sensible, he asked An Chen: "Have you caught that little devil already?" ?”

An Chen nodded, "I caught it, then you should treat them well, and I will send someone to deliver medicine to you. By the way, it is best not to live here anymore."

Before he came, he had already told the old man and the old lady that there would be such a situation, so they both knew the current situation.

After sending An Chen away, the two immediately called someone to take their son and daughter-in-law away. As for the child in the cradle, it was impossible to open his eyes again.

After An Chen came out, he held the bottle and stopped a car, hurried back to his villa, and then called a group of masters.

"Master Yixing, what should I do now? How do I destroy this thing?" An Chen knew that there was no need to explain anything to Master Yixing. Master Yixing must already know the situation on his side.

Sure enough, when he asked, a group of masters pointed there in an orderly manner, "Do you still remember the symbol I taught you to draw? Now draw it on the floor, then put the bottle in the middle, and open the voice, I'm going to chant."

"Okay!" An Chen took out a pen and began to draw on the floor according to Master Yixing's instructions. The symbols that Master Yixing said are very complicated and cumbersome, and ordinary people must not be able to draw them in a short time, but An Chen is not an ordinary person. His extraordinary brain power and memory, as well as his extremely fast hand speed, allowed him to draw the symbol very quickly.

After finishing the painting, he put the bottle in the center, sat down cross-legged quickly, and turned on the voice on the phone, saying, "Master, it's done."

Soon there was a group of masters chanting mantras from the phone, and An Chen chanted along with him.

It was clearly the sound coming from the phone, but An Chen felt as if a group of masters were chanting a mantra beside him. The sound was very penetrating, and soon the kid in the bottle began to struggle violently, and then slowly regained strength. Weakened until finally the imp disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

When An Chen opened his eyes, the voice of Master Xingyi had already disappeared from his ears. He looked at the empty bottle and said to himself, it turns out that Master Xingyi can chant sutras through his mobile phone. He should contact a group of masters, maybe he can successfully save that little devil just now.

"Master Yixing, my abilities still need to be improved." An Chen said into the phone.

A master said at the other end: "Don't worry, take your time, just remember what I taught you, you are very smart, I believe you can do better in the future."

"Master, are you telling me to continue taking on various tasks in the future?" An Chen asked.

Master Yixing said with a smile: "You decide for yourself, but this matter is not over yet, you have to be careful."

After speaking, the other end hung up.

An Chen listened to Master Yixing's words before he hung up the phone, and understood the meaning of Master Yixing's words.

The kid was ruined by him, the person behind the scenes would definitely notice, and would definitely find a way to find him.

Only then did the real duel begin.

When Wu Zhongheng called, An Chen had already cleaned himself up and was about to go to bed.

"Chenchen, you did a great job, what's your next plan?" It was obvious that Wu Zhongheng also knew that this matter would not end so easily.

"We'll talk about it in a year." An Chen hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Although it was a year later, An Chen dressed up and went out alone the next day.

He drove under the building of Dingyuan Entertainment Company.

He thought that after Bai Xing'er's incident, he would no longer have anything to do with the entertainment industry.

But he didn't expect that it wasn't long before he was going to touch this circle again.

He parked the car not far away and didn't get out of the car. He just looked at Dingyuan Entertainment Company, the people coming out of it, and people going in.

Then he took out his mobile phone and called Xi Mingye.

At this time, Xi Mingye was at Xi's house, playing chess with Mr. Xi.

Mr. Xi finally came back, and when he came back, he called Xi Mingye and called him back.

Xi Mingye, who never went home, dared not say no to returning in front of Mr. Xi.

I have played chess with the old man for nearly two hours, and Xi Mingye lost three games. The old man looked at Xi Mingye happily and said, "It's a step back, it's a step back, hahaha."

Xi Mingye: ...

At this time, the phone rang, and he took out the phone and saw that it was An Chen calling, so he got up and walked aside to answer it.

"When did you come back?" Xi Mingye asked on the phone.

"It's been a few days since I've been back, Brother Xi, how about lending me someone?" An Chen asked on the other end of the phone.

"Huh? Xi Tian, ​​Xi Xia, Xi Di, Xi Yi, who do you want to borrow?" Xi Mingye asked.

"I want to borrow Merwen." An Chen said from the other end.

This surprised Xi Mingye, "Why did you suddenly think of that guy?"