The first rich son-in-law

"Give me back my son, give me back my son!"

At this moment, seeing that Zhao Xiaoming had turned into a ghost and a ghost, Zhao Meimei completely collapsed, and she sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

Zhao Guangzhi straightened his face immediately, and asked Zhang Daxian, "Zhang Daxian, what's going on, didn't you say it was safe? Now my nephew has become like this, how do you explain it?"

"If you don't tell me about Ziwu Maoyou, believe it or not, I won't let you out of my Zhao family today!"

Zhang Daxian shuddered immediately, glanced at Jiang Beichen, and quickly pointed at Jiang Beichen and shouted: "It's him! It's him! Originally, I had brought back the soul of the young master, and he was the one who yelled beside him." Call, I don’t know what happened, it shocked the young master’s soul, and the young master became insane, it’s not my fault, if you want to find him, you can find him, it has nothing to do with me!”

Jiang Beichen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this fellow to cause trouble and spit out blood.

"Is your skill of throwing pots too clumsy? You have been casting spells on it all the time. What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Beichen said coldly.

"Why has nothing to do with you!"

"What's wrong with what Master Zhang said? Didn't you yell at the bottom just now? Maybe you scared the soul of my nephew!" Zhao Guangzhi immediately jumped out again, blaming Jiang Beichen loudly.

"enough!"

Zhao Meimei stood up slowly from the ground, her face extremely gloomy, and immediately stared at Zhang Daxian coldly: "I don't care what method you use, let my son wake up immediately, if you can't, I will kill you today! "

Zhang Daxian couldn't help shivering, he knew that Zhao Meimei was really angry, and she wasn't joking.

Hastily climbed up towards the stage.

hiss!hiss!
Zhao Xiaoming held the soul-inducing banner and made a warning sound towards him, as if warning him not to approach.

An ugly smile appeared on Zhang Daxian's face: "Young master, be good, that thing is not fun, give it to me quickly!"

Zhang Daxian tried to snatch the soul-inducing flag, after all, his main purpose today was to get the soul-inducing flag.

In fact, he was Lao Hu's second plan, that is, Lao Hu sent him to approach Zhao Guangzhi, waiting for an opportunity to bring the soul-inducing banner out of Zhao's house.

"what--"

As a result, as soon as he got closer, Zhao Xiaoming suddenly pounced on him and bit his hand hard. Zhang Daxian screamed and was about to slap him, but Zhao Xiaoming grabbed his wrist.

Zhao Xiaoming laughed fiercely, swung Zhang Daxian's shoulders violently, and threw him directly under the stage.

Everyone gasped, wondering if this Zhao Xiaoming had been possessed by something, he was so powerful.

"How can this be good, what should be good?"

Zhao Meimei was in a hurry, and quickly looked at Jiang Beichen: "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid my son was really taken away by something! What should I do now? Is there any help?"

"Can you get the stuff off of him, I beg you, help me?"

Zhao Meimei cried until she couldn't make a sound.

She would rather let her son return to a vegetable state than turn her son into a monster.

"Sister Zhao, don't worry!"

"I'll find a way to restrain him first!"

Jiang Beichen sighed, rolled up his sleeves, kicked his legs, and landed on the stage.

Everyone exclaimed.

Didn't expect this little brother to be able to do light work?

"Nie Zhan, quickly hand over the soul-inducing banner and get out of the host's body, and I can spare you!" Jiang Beichen said coldly.

hiss!hiss!
Facing Jiang Beichen's arrival, Zhao Xiaoming was obviously a little nervous, and he kept backing away, making a warning sound from his mouth.

Seeing that it refused, Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneered, and quickly strode towards Zhao Xiaoming, ready to make a move.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhao Xiaoming was ready to strike first, and rushed up, even jumping up and down like an ape, trying to climb onto Jiang Beichen's back.

Although Jiang Beichen was very powerful, he was afraid of hurting it, so he didn't dare to use force, so he could only dodge.

But Zhao Xiaoming intensified his attacks instead, and his attacks became more and more fierce, his claws kept grabbing at Jiang Beichen's vitals.

It's sizzling!

Jiang Beichen's chest was scratched, and he felt a chill in his chest, so he quickly took a step back.

"It seems that you are not serious, you are not willing to be obedient!"

Whoa!
Jiang Beichen sneered, and as soon as he finished speaking, white mist suddenly rose up all over his body, overwhelmingly covering Zhao Xiaoming.

Xuanqing True Qi, a sharp weapon to restrain Yin and evil.

hiss!hiss!
Zhao Xiaoming seemed to have encountered something frightening, and hurriedly turned around and ran away, but he didn't expect that the white mist actually formed a phantom of a big hand, wrapping him tightly inside.

Zhao Xiaoming couldn't move an inch, knelt on the ground and struggled desperately, as if trapped by an immortal lock, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free, so he could only stare at Jiang Beichen with a ferocious face.

Jiang Beichen walked over and snatched the soul-inducing flag from its hand.

Immediately, he took out a silver needle and sealed it directly on top of Zhao Xiaoming's head.

Zhao Xiaoming's body froze, and then he fell down slowly, motionless.

"son!"

Zhao Meimei was terrified, and ran over quickly, shaking non-stop, "Son, wake up!" Immediately, she was about to reach out to pull out the silver needle.

Jiang Beichen hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move! This silver needle has sealed his soul orifice. If you pull it out, he will be out of control immediately!"

"Brother Jiang, what should I do, what should I do now? Could it be that the evil in his body cannot be driven away?"

The thought of her son turning into a monster made Zhao Meimei's tears fall straight down.

Jiang Beichen frowned and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way!"

After pondering for a while, Jiang Beichen finally came up with a plan, so he said, "Tie him to the bed first. In this situation, we can only try the Tianmen Thirteen Needles!"

"Tianmen Thirteen Needles?" Zhao Meimei frowned.

She had heard of the thirteen needles at the ghost gate, but she didn't know what the thirteen needles at the heaven gate were.

But she didn't know that the Thirteen Needles of Tianmen is the originator acupuncture method, and even the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate is just a branch of it.

Jiang Beichen nodded, "The thirteen needles of Tianmen have the effect of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing ghosts. I'm not sure what the evil thing is on his body, but you can try it first!"

"Okay, then try it quickly, the sooner the better! As long as you can get rid of the evil in my son's body, I will agree to any conditions!" Zhao Meimei said earnestly.

"Sister Zhao doesn't have to be like this, I have nothing else to ask for, as long as you lend me the soul-inducing banner later!" Jiang Beichen said with a smile.

Hearing what he said, Master Zhang next to him froze for a moment, staring at the soul-inducing flag in Jiang Beichen's hand, his eyes flickering.

"Whatever you look at, it's not all because of you!" Zhao Meimei glanced at Zhang Daxian coldly.

Zhang Daxian showed a wry smile: "Miss Zhao, it's not all my fault, I also hope the young master is well, at least he wakes up!"

"You also said that it's all your fault. I don't know what evil thing was introduced into my son's body. Let me tell you, if something happens to my son, I will ask you to pay for it!" Zhao Meimei ordered coldly.

"Xiaohong, bring someone to tie him up for me and throw him into the woodshed. If there is a mistake, I will cut him into pieces and bury him with my son!"

"Yes, master!"

Xiaohong immediately led someone to take Zhang Daxian down.

Zhao Guangzhi next to him was trembling with fright, "Sister, it's none of my business, I also hope that my nephew can wake up!"

"You still say! You are an idiot, find a magic stick, if you are not my brother, I will chop you up!"

Zhao Meimei said coldly: "You also go to the firewood room, shut the door and think about your mistakes, and you are not allowed to come out without my order!"

"sister……"

"Go away!"

Zhao Guangzhi was so frightened that he rolled to the woodshed in desperation.

Jiang Beichen shook his head, and immediately handed the soul-inducing banner to Zhao Meimei: "You have a Buddhist hall at home, right? This thing is extremely dangerous, so put it in the Buddhist hall first!"

"Okay!" Zhao Meimei nodded, and hurriedly asked people to send the soul-inducing banner to the Buddhist hall.

Next, Jiang Beichen ordered someone to carry Zhao Xiaoming to the bedroom, and then tied him to the bed.

Immediately let everyone go out, adjusted their breath quietly for a while, and then prepared to use the thirteen needles of Tianmen.