"There is no need to prepare incense, candles, gold paper, etc. All you need to do is invite your son out."

Most people only believe that those who spread their hair, dance a few steps wildly, and act as fast as ordered are considered to be virtuous people.

Zhang Yutang was passing by unintentionally, so naturally he didn't want to act like that. Besides, for Zhang Yutang, it was nothing to catch some little devils.

Although Fang Yuanwai also had some questions, he wisely did not say anything and just ordered to the nearby slaves:

"Everything is subject to the arrangements of the Immortal. Whatever the Immortal says to do, we will do it!"

Mr. Fang was carried down from the Jade Tower by four or five men with tiger-like backs and wolf-like waists, and was placed in the yard.

Zhang Yutang paced over and the young master of the Fang family became impatient as if he sensed some threat. He kept rolling on the ground and the green light in his eyes deepened into a dim light.

The light is like a will-o'-the-wisp, humorous.

A large black shadow rolled endlessly in the body of Young Master Fang, wanting to come out but not daring to come out.

Zhang Yutang frowned and shouted coldly:

"What kind of ghost is this? If you don't come out quickly when you see me, if you don't come out, don't blame me for being ruthless in my Taoism. You will lose your soul and never be reincarnated!"

With a flick of his finger, a little bit of the air of creation surged out and formed a thunder talisman.

Suddenly, thunderbolts surrounded the fingertips, and lightning flashed.

Along with the thunderbolt and lightning, a powerful and unstoppable thunder spread out, like a thunder god descending into the world.

"Thunder Talisman!"

Zhang Yutang looked at the lightning on his fingertips indifferently, then looked at the dark shadow in the body of Young Master Fang, and said with a smile:

"The power of this thunder talisman is enough to get rid of a kid! I don't think you want to try its power."

After saying this for a moment, his voice suddenly became sharp:

"If you don't want to get out of here, if you really want to die, I will help you."

The dark shadows on Young Master Fang's body tumbled. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at the lightning twining around Zhang Yutang's fingertips. With a swish, it popped out of Young Master Fang's body and said in a sharp voice:

"Please forgive me!"

As the dark shadow and light left, the young master of the Fang family stiffened and fell to the ground.

There was a servant with sharp eyes and quick hands nearby. He stepped forward and helped the young master of the Fang family.

Fang Yuanwai looked at Mr. Fang, whose face turned a little rosy, in surprise:

"Exalted Immortal, is my son completely recovered?"

Zhang Yutang nodded and said:

"Except the old man, the evil ghost in your son's body has left, but his body is still very weak. He only needs to take good care of himself for a few days and he will recover."

Then he turned to face the black shadow in front of him, stretched out his hand, and put it away:

"Excuse me!"
Chapter completed!