"There is a mother and son in the room. The living dead must be the old lady."

Ma Xiaoling's eyes widened in surprise, "Can you calculate so clearly?"

"Of course, this is the authentic Maoshan technique." Jiang Hao said.

The more she came into contact with Jiang Hao, the more Ma Xiaoling discovered the power of Maoshan Shu.

"What do you think we should do, rush in and eliminate the living dead?" Ma Xiaoling said.

Jiang Hao shook his head.

"Now others think he is alive. If we fight or kill him, the police will arrest us for murder." Jiang Hao said.

"What should we do?"

"I'm going to use Taoism." Jiang Hao said.

The lights in the corridor were dim, Jiang Hao walked to the door of Aping's house, took out a box of cinnabar powder from his pocket, grabbed a handful and threw it on the ground, then drew a big circle, and then started writing in the big circle.

As Jiang Hao moved his fingers, the cinnabar seemed to come alive, flowing and covering the lines drawn by Jiang Hao, and finally formed a mysterious Taoist talisman.

"Exorcise evil spirits and destroy them, success~!"

As Jiang Hao shouted, the talisman made of cinnabar powder flashed on the ground and then disappeared.

Next to her, Ma Xiaoling saw the methods Jiang Hao had done and felt that they were very powerful. He drew talismans with his bare hands and used his mind to control the talismans. But this hand was much more powerful than any mage she had ever seen.

Jiang Hao didn't stop and continued to draw the talisman. He drew a small talisman to exorcise evil spirits, and then hid it to form a trap and kill array.

As long as that Ping Ma dares to come out, this formation will definitely destroy her.

After Jiang Hao finished painting, he retreated to the fire escape. Ma Xiaoling asked in a low voice: "What should we do next?"

Jiang Hao smiled lightly, "Let's just go back to sleep."

Is there any ambiguity in this statement?

no.

"Are you so confident that this formation can destroy the living dead?" Ma Xiaoling asked doubtfully.

"If this can't kill a living dead, then my name as Master Jiang will be in vain. If you call Zhenzhen tomorrow and see if the old lady is dead, you will know whether the matter is successful or not." Jiang Hao said.

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Although Ma Xiaoling was still a little confused, she still chose to believe Jiang Hao, and the two went home to sleep.

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The lights in Aping's house are turned off. Ever since Ping's mother came back, he has become disgusted with lights. Aping was filial and turned off all the big lights, leaving only a desk lamp, which was enough for him to make clothes.

The old lady was sitting in the recliner with a gloomy face. She glanced at her son who was still busy and said, "Aping, you have to remember that you must not have anything to do with that Pipi. She is not a good woman."

"Mom, I get it. In fact, Pipi is quite pitiful. Is she forced to work in a nightclub because of her livelihood? She lives across the street. Don't scold her whenever you see her. It's so bad." A Ping advised.

"Hmph, she is a bitch and deserves to be scolded. People like that don't deserve to live." The old lady said angrily.

"Mom, please don't say that, okay? They don't interfere with our business."

"I see that Pipi always comes to you to make clothes, obviously she wants to seduce you."

"No, I make clothes well and cheaply, that's why he came to me."

"Hmph, anyway, you must not have any contact with such a rotten woman."

Aping finished finishing the clothes and turned off the light, "Mom, it's late, go to bed."

"Well, you can go to sleep, I'll sit here for a while." Ping's mother said quietly.

Ping's mother sat in the recliner with her eyes closed, and A Ping went to his room to sleep. After a while, he heard a slight snore. Ping's mother opened her eyes suddenly, and her eyes became cold and sinister.

"Seduce my son and I will kill you."

The old lady stood up and walked slowly to the door. She was going to go to Pipi's house opposite and kill the woman so that she would not be able to seduce her son.

After opening the door, the old lady was standing in the corridor when she suddenly felt a golden light envelope her, and a huge force was burning her soul.

In fact, it is not burning the soul, but burning the drop of wronged blood attached to her soul.

"Ah~~!"

The old lady let out a scream and fell to the ground, but she was unwilling to give in and wanted to struggle to escape. She slammed into the wall, and a golden light also lit up on the wall, and she was pushed back hard.

"Ahhhh~!"

The old lady screamed one after another, and the golden light continued to consume the drop of wronged blood. Within a dozen seconds, the drop of blood was roasted clean, the golden light disappeared, and Ping Ma lay on the ground, completely transformed into a corpse.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because Ping Ma’s soul was stained with the blood of injustice, and after being purified by the talisman, she went directly to the underworld, even the first seven parts were saved.

Hearing the screams, A Ping was awakened and rushed out when he heard the voice of his mother. He only saw Ping's mother clutching her chest, struggling a few times and finally dying completely.

"Mom~Mom, what's wrong with you? Mom, please wake up."

A Ping hugged Ping's mother and shouted loudly.

The neighbors were all frightened and came out to see what was going on, including Pipi, the girl sitting on the stage opposite the door.

Not long after, the ambulance came, and so did the police. The doctor on board examined Ping's mother and shook his head, "There is no hope anymore."

The police inspected the scene, asked about Aping's condition, and talked to the doctor about it. They said to Aping: "She probably died of a sudden cardiovascular disease. Do you have any objection to your mother's death? Do you need an autopsy?"

Aping shook his head, "No need, my mother usually has heart disease, and she was still moving when I came out, and she didn't see anyone else."

The police and doctors left, the funeral home's car came over, and the neighbors who got up were sent downstairs and then went back.

Ping's mother is not very popular on weekdays. People send her downstairs just to save the face of her old neighbors.

Aping was the only one sitting in the hearse, all alone.

At this moment, Pipi, who was wearing clothes, ran downstairs and ran to the hearse. She looked at Aping and said, "Brother Aping, can I accompany you to the funeral?"

Aping looked at the woman and said, "Pipi, my mother always scolds you, but you are still willing to keep vigil for her?"

"Because I know Brother Aping is a good person." Pipi said with a shy smile.

The driver of the hearse can't stand it anymore. You are talking about love here at this time. Is there anything wrong?

"Hey, are you going to get on or not? It's almost 12 o'clock and it's very dark." The driver shouted impatiently.

Pipi quickly jumped into the car and sat next to Aping.

Arriving at the funeral home,

Ping Ma's body was put into the crystal coffin and locked.

A Ping was completely free and looked at Pipi wrapped in clothes sitting next to him. A Ping was filled with gratitude.

"Thank you for accompanying me pipi."

Aping thanked him.

"I volunteered."

Pipi gave Aping a smile.

Aping felt the long-lost warmth.

She is the only one who cares about herself.
Chapter completed!