The crooked way can also lead to heaven

As long as this Jiang Qian is the biological son of the old woman, Ye Ran has plenty of ways to find him out.

If you don't show up, then force you out!

After returning home, Ye Ran asked Zhou Wuyuan to come over, and the others stayed away from the alley area.

Seeing Ye Ran busy all the time, Zhou Wuyuan had a lot of concerns in his heart, and became more and more uneasy, and his left eyelid kept twitching.

"Friend Ye, I don't have the fighting power, I'm afraid that staying here will only drag you down." After thinking for a long time, Zhou Wuyuan finally couldn't help but speak.

Ye Ran put on the black tattered Taoist robe and glanced over: "You are quite self-aware, don't worry, you don't need to take action."

Zhou Wuyuan sighed lightly, it seems that he can't escape tonight, so he can only sit in the house and wait with an uneasy mentality.

Ye Ran didn't talk nonsense with him, and immediately moved a few paper people and placed them in the corners of the ground formation.

He immediately looked up at the sky, his fingers kept pinching, and he kept muttering something in his mouth.

In less than a moment, the originally deserted courtyard had been decorated in a depressing style.

Zhou Wuyuan glanced at the black talismans pasted everywhere with a sad face. The blood in the courtyard was pungent and pungent. When the breeze blew, the whole room was filled with this disgusting smell.

It was because he was used to smelling all kinds of strange smells. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably vomit bile.

As for Jiang Qian, he was tied to a pole by Ye Ran and held high up like a cross.

His sight moved to the side of the altar, where Ye Ran was fiddling with something with a pestle and mortar.

Because there was a distance between them, Zhou Wuyuan could not see clearly. He could only roughly see Ye Ran throwing some insects and herbs in from time to time and chiseling hard.

After a while, he saw him pour a ball of black sticky water into the bowl.

"Go, feed him this bowl of medicine."

Ye Ran said lightly and handed the bowl to the side.

Zhou Wuyuan thought that he was being called, after all, there was no one around Ye Ran. When he subconsciously prepared to get up, he suddenly froze in place.

A cloud of white mist suddenly appeared beside him, and a guy dressed like an ancient actor suddenly appeared, floated up to a high position, and poured the water in the bowl into Jiang Qian's throat.

Zhou Wuyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he sat back calmly, but in fact he was a little shocked.

He had guessed that Ye Ran must be an evil cultivator, but he didn't expect that he had a fierce ghost by his side.

Jiang Cha also had a good ghost control technique, but he didn't know who was stronger than Ye Ran in front of him.

After finishing the preparations, Ye Ran turned around and reminded: "As long as you don't leave the room, I can guarantee your safety, don't commit suicide."

Zhou Wuyuan raised his spirits and responded with a wry smile: "Don't worry, little friend Ye, I don't have time to hide, and I will never leave this room."

Hearing this, Ye Ran didn't say anything else, and immediately took out a skull and put it on the altar.

Then he put two fingers together in front of his mouth, and tapped the skull with a shrunken arm in his right hand, looking like a monk chanting.

It happened in a flash!

In the blink of an eye, a gust of cold wind blew in the yard, blowing the black symbols swaying, as if they were about to fly away at any time.

Zhou Wuyuan was so fascinated that he couldn't open his eyes. He raised his hands to block his eyes with a little panic, and his head kept turning left and right.

Because a strange sound suddenly came from his ears, like a soul-demanding Sanskrit sound, which made people panic.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is just a cowardly old man. After all, he is a ghost doctor. Although he doesn't fight with people, he must have seen a lot of horrible scenes.

Such an attitude actually lowered the status of the judge.

However, in fact, it was not the case.

Before going to the underworld, Zhou Wuyuan was just a mortal. Especially in the critical period, he would die on the spot if he was not careful. There was nothing he could do about being timid.

This strange scene lasted for a whole stick of incense before it gradually stopped.

Ye Ran in front of the altar suddenly opened his eyes and smashed the skull hard!

There was a sound of shattering, and the hard skull was shattered.

At the same time, Jiang Qian above him suddenly began to shake violently, his eyes rolled up to the top, and his sealed mouth was completely opened at this moment, and his lips were eroded.

The black liquid gushed out of his mouth, and his whole face was covered with purple and black lines, as if it would explode at any time!

Ye Ran immediately grabbed the rag doll in front of him, raised his finger to draw a circle on its head, then bit his fingertips and put blood on the rag doll's forehead, and finally his expression froze!

"Drawing souls, breaking bodies, corroding bones, swallowing organs, the mother and child are connected to clear the fog, chasing one step from a distance!"

As the spell fell, the rag doll suddenly seemed to come alive. Looking closely, its movements were almost the same as Jiang Qian at the moment, and even its expression was lifelike.

Ye Ran raised the corner of his mouth slightly, picked up a silver needle and stabbed it into the chest of the rag doll.

Looking up, Jiang Qian also began to scream. If the rope was not tied tightly, he might have a chance to break free.

This move is called the mother and child chasing souls.

It was originally developed by a pervert. This person particularly likes married women, especially old women who are 20 or 30 years older than himself. He said that the older they are, the more charming they are.

What's more outrageous is that this person's heart has been twisted to the point where it is difficult to correct. He especially likes to abuse old ladies in front of other people's sons, but at that time almost everyone was on guard against him and did not dare to mention the position of their own old ladies.

So he developed the mother and child chasing soul technique.

But he was killed later. Not only the righteous people disliked him, but also the evil cultivators disliked him.

Ye Ran also learned this trick by coincidence. Although the developer was a pervert, it is undeniable that this guy was really powerful.

The effect is that once his son is hurt, no matter how far away, the mother can also feel the pain.

In this way, Jiang Cha, who had never appeared, could only be forced out, unless she wanted to abandon her son and bear the same pain.

But doing so would only seriously injure her soul, and she would never be able to get involved in the position of judge again.

So, she had no choice!

Ye Ran twisted the silver needle and kept stabbing it into the body of the rag doll. Jiang Qian was in so much pain that he couldn't even roar. How desperate.

"You'd better pray that Jiang Cha comes quickly, otherwise I will make you childless. Believe me, that pain is more terrible than lingchi, you don't want to experience it."

However, Jiang Qian couldn't say anything at this time. He could do nothing except shouting in his heart.

After waiting for a long time, no one came. Ye Ran smoked a cigarette out of boredom, and his patience was gradually worn out.

Just as he was about to take ruthless action, the laughter of children suddenly rang out in the yard.

The paper figures turned their heads and looked at the door.

Ye Ran's eyes also moved over.