As an outsider, Han Weisheng was not qualified to participate in the Bai family's sacrifice, but because Han Weisheng was from the immortal family, he volunteered to be the priest, and Master Bai readily agreed.

There are not many tasks for the priest, mainly to play three pieces of music.

A requiem is an expression of consolation and greetings to the dead.

A soul-suppressing song is to frighten the little ghosts around, so as not to disturb the tranquility of the deceased.

The last song is Invite the Soul, which is not an invitation to ghosts, but a blessing from the dead to the living.

This is a secular rule, and it can be regarded as a beautiful thought. Even if the immortal family disappeared without a trace after knowing that the soul of the deceased returned to the earth, they would still continue this kind of ceremony. This also has nostalgia for the deceased.

The ceremony is divided into two places, one is in the mourning hall at home, and the other is in front of the ancestral grave.

Boran's health improved a lot, but he couldn't bear the torment of red tape, so he went to the back mountain to pay his respects, and then let his servants send him home.

Han Weisheng saw that Bai Chuan was still there, so he played the soul song with peace of mind to express condolences to the ancestors of the Bai family in advance.

However, he had just played half of the soul song when Ah Jia, who accompanied Bai Ran down the mountain, stumbled back.

Because of his urgency, he tripped himself and fell in front of Han Weisheng.

Seeing that the ceremony was interrupted, Master Bai said sullenly, "Why are you so reckless? What crime should you be in for offending your ancestors?"

With a pale face, Ah Jia was helped up by Han Weisheng, and before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly said: "No...it's not good! Ghost...the ghost is here again!"

Before he finished speaking, Han Weisheng had already stabilized Ah Jia, took the sword by himself, and rushed back to Bai's house.

From a long distance away, a black light suddenly appeared in Baifu, and the thick dead air almost spread to the front yard.

Han Weisheng swung his sword to cut through the thick black, mist-like gas, and landed in Boran's yard.

The talisman paper pasted on the door of Boran's room was burning, and the turquoise flame was quickly wrapped in black mist, and then went out silently.

Han Weisheng opened the door and entered the room, and saw a dignified and elegant woman sitting beside Bai Ran's bed, just about to reach out to touch Bai Ran.

Han Weisheng shouted: "Stop!" He swung his sword and cut.

The woman turned her head, and a familiar face appeared in Han Weisheng's eyes.

He recognized this woman, she was the picture of a beauty he had seen on the wall of Bai's grandfather's study that day.

Han Weisheng withdrew the sword, and the sword energy flowed back along Han Weisheng's hand holding the sword, arousing all the viscera and six internal organs in his body to almost dislocate.

Han Weisheng only felt a sweetness in his throat. Although he endured and endured, blood still gushed out from between his clenched teeth, dripped to the ground along his sharp and thin chin, and a flower of blood bloomed.

Han Weisheng only felt tightness in his chest, as if a big rock was blocked. He closed his eyes, adjusted the spiritual power in his body, and swallowed back the congestion in his throat.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Is... Mrs. Bai?"

The woman didn't answer him, but turned her head and stretched out her hand again, wanting to touch Boran.

Han Weisheng grabbed Mrs. Bai's hand, and in an instant, a biting cold feeling spread from Han Weisheng's hand to his chest, and the feeling of foreign objects pressing on his chest became a little deeper.

Han Weisheng didn't have time to worry about himself, he looked at Mrs. Bai and said, "No, you will hurt Ah Ran like this."

Mrs. Bai tilted her head and glanced at Han Weisheng, as if she didn't understand what he meant, she moved her wrist, trying to break free from Han Weisheng's restraint.

Of course Han Weisheng couldn't let go.

Mrs. Bai's originally calm face became a little distorted because Han Weisheng prevented her from seeing her son.

Mrs. Bo's soul has been in the world for too long, and she has no more consciousness as a human being. It is only because of her longing for Bo Ran that she has not become evil until now.

But Mrs. Bai's three souls and seven souls are incomplete after all, not to mention her mind, I am afraid that her intelligence is severely damaged. Only her obsession with meaning makes her stay here for a long time, waiting for her son's return.

Han Weisheng repeatedly obstructed Mrs. Bai, her ghost was already full of resentment, and being injured by Han Weisheng before, it was a kind of stimulation to Mrs. Bai.

Soon, Mrs. Bai's peaceful face became ferocious.

Her skin started to turn blue, her lips were blood red, her jet-black hair was windless, and her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she was about to eat Han Weisheng.

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