“Hey, Master Yang can cure our Guoguo.” Old Lady Zheng patted her old husband in a hurry: “You talk to our son.”

Old Man Zheng had heard the old lady’s one-sided remarks last night, but when he saw the current situation, he felt that it was not right. He grabbed Old Lady Zheng’s hand, and whispered to her: “Shut up, Let’s see what’s going on.”

When Yang Qinghe saw the Zheng Family separated into two groups, he couldn’t help but be a little annoyed at Old Lady Zheng. He told her to convince her family, but her daughter-in-law looked at him as if they had a vendetta. If he knew things would be like this, he shouldn’t have been so indecisive in the first place. He should have taken the child away directly and no longer think of a foolproof plan.

Yang Qinghe looked at the few people in the room and felt that his biggest threat was Jiang Wei and Zheng Guanglei. After all, these two were young and strong. If they fought hard, he might not be able to win. The rest were only old, weak, and sick, which can be cleaned up by a little magic trick.

Yang Qinghe put his hand into his satchel, took out a crumpled talisman paper, and threw it at Zheng Guanglei. He planned to rush over to grab Guoguo while Zheng Guanglei was entangled with a fireball, and then pushed Jiang Wei away from the door. Everything will be over.

Zheng Guanglei was stunned when he saw a fist-sized fireball flying towards him. Just as he was about to dodge, he realized that his wife and son were still behind him, so he stood back abruptly and pushed the people behind him in panic: “Hurry up, run!”

Seeing that the fireball was close at hand, Zheng Guanglei even felt that the hairs on his face were scorched. But the next second, the fireball suddenly stopped. This time, not only Zheng Guanglei was stunned, but even Yang Qinghe, who rushed over, was stunned. He stared at the fireball foolishly, not knowing what to do.

Lin Qingyin walked over slowly, held the fireball in her hand like a toy, and handed it to Yang Qinghe: “How can you litter other people’s homes, you have no manners!”

Yang Qinghe looked at the fireball and his face turned pale in fright. Sometimes, he used talisman paper to pretend to extinguish ghosts, but after the fire was thrown out, he has no control over it. He never dared do what Lin Qingyin did, grabbing the fireball with his hand.

He thought this little girl was just a newbie, he didn’t expect that she was a master. Yang Qinghe suddenly lost his interest. He turned his head and ran to the door, took out a piece of talisman paper, and threw it at Jiang Wei while shouting: “Go away. ”

Jiang Wei was born with good luck. Lin Qingyin even said that he was born with too many blessings and wealth that he can soar into the sky. Back then, it was because he was born like this that he was taken fancy by crooked people. They joined hands with Jiang Wei’s godfather to intercept Jiang Wei’s fortune. Fortunately, when Jiang Wei was desperate, he met the little master. The little master broke the evil deeds and the fortune of the Jiang family came back. One of the two people who cut off his luck was killed by lightning, and the other was still in prison.

Jiang Wei was young and has strong luck on his body. If he wants to shoot at people, he will succeed because his luck was better than the other party.

So when Yang Qinghe threw the talisman paper over Jiang Wei, a gust of wind suddenly blew from the door. The talisman paper was blown back and got stuck to Yang Qinghe’s face. After a *bang* sounded, a light blue thunder landed on him. Yang Qinghe fell to the ground as a burning smell came out from his body.

Lin Qingyin held the fireball in her hand and turned to look at Old Lady Zheng: “Is this the master you believe in?”

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