Tang Laoliu danced and sang. As he sweated more and more, his face became paler and whiter, gradually becoming as white as a piece of paper.

The movement gradually became slower and slower. As the last movement was finished, watching the soul-suppressing array and the soul-suppressing ruler fully merged together, covering Xiaonan, Tang Laoliu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were lost, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

I just collapsed on the ground, staring at the sky motionlessly, and even my breathing became weak; if my chest was rising and falling from time to time, it would be like I was dead.

The spiritual light of the soul-suppressing array next to it was already fully active, and layers of spiritual light rose from time to time, joined the spiritual cocoon, and continued to surround Xiaonan.

It was not until half an hour later that Tang Laoliu, who was lying on the ground, had his eyes slightly regained his spirit. He breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to get up from the ground and sit on a chair.

With trembling hands, he took out a piece of yellowed ginseng slice from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it hard. After a while, the pale face slightly added a hint of blood.

He quietly looked at the Soul-Suppressing Array that was still running there, but it was obvious that the rising spiritual energy began to weaken; Tang Laoliu touched the soul-Suppressing Ruler in his hand, sighed softly, and stared at Xiaonan, who was in the Soul-Suppressing Array, and was ready to wait.

After more than half an hour, the spiritual light of the soul-suppressing array finally stopped rising completely, leaving only a faint spiritual light surrounding Xiaonan in the middle.

Tang Laoliu's spirit has improved a lot now. He stood up, held the soul-squeezing ruler in his hand tightly and walked slowly to Xiaonan, standing here and waiting.

Although his expression seemed calm, the hand holding the soul-suppressing ruler had blue veins, which was obvious that Tang Laoliu was quite nervous.

As the spiritual light on Fun Xiaonan's body gradually dissipated, the blue veins on the back of Tang Laoliu's hand also appeared more and more, until the faint spiritual energy suddenly disappeared completely. Tang Laoliu's teeth bit, and the soul-squeezing ruler in his hand suddenly slashed Baihui on the top of Fun Xiaonan's head.

"Ouch!"

The other side, with her eyes closed quietly, imitating Xiaonan, hugging her head, grinning, and jumping up while jumping, "Lao Liu, why are you doing such a heavy hand?"

"Haha..." Looking at Xiaonan's appearance and reaction, Tang Laoliu felt inexplicably relieved, and laughed dryly awkwardly, saying, "I am not good enough to do it, I am afraid that I will miss you, so I have to...Haha..."

"..." After hearing this, Xiaonan was helpless. He reached out and wiped the top of his head. After confirming that there was no bleeding, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, after this spiritual connection, he has spiritual energy to protect his body. Otherwise, if you are knocked like this, your soul-suppressing ruler, you will have to have a few mouthfuls of blood even if you don't have a concussion!"

Since Tang Laoliu woke up, he kept staring at Xiaonan. Looking at Xiaonan's actions and these words, his eyes gradually became brighter and brighter. At this time, he finally said carefully: "It's okay? Are you a brother of mine?"

"Ah? Of course I am!" Fun Xiaonan was stunned, looked at Tang Laoliu, and suddenly laughed, saying, "Don't worry, it's almost done, it's almost done..."

"That's there any problem?" Tang Laoliu said nervously.

"No problem, just a little bit, it's nothing serious!" Fun Xiaonan reached out and touched the back of his head, and said with a smile.

"That's good, that's good!" Tang Laoliu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really afraid that you are not imitating brothers!"

"My luck has always been pretty good!" Fang Xiaonan smiled, reached out and patted Tang Laoliu on the shoulder, and said, "I thought I couldn't handle it once, but who knew that I got some benefits in the temple in front yesterday, so I got half of it. In addition, this time you are so close to you!"

"What's my foot..." Tang Laoliu showed a hint of helplessness on his wretched face, but then he smiled bitterly again: "You are talking about Xingsheng Ancient Temple, right? It's indeed somewhat effective. Many people come to worship in these ten miles and eight villages every year!"

"So... you have worshipped me too!" Fun Xiaonan laughed.

"...Of course, but you know the result!" Tang Laoliu sighed and said, "Otherwise, I don't have to take the risk of helping you like this!"

"Adventure? Okay... Lao Liu has really worked hard this time!" Fan Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, looked inside the house again, and suddenly laughed, saying, "Sister-in-law took Xiaoqiang out!"

"Yes, I'm out..." Tang Laoliu smiled dryly.

"Okay, okay... The Chinese New Year will be in a few days. Just call them to come back!" Fan Xiaonan sighed, looked at Tang Laoliu, and said, "This time I really owe you a favor!"

"Hey...we're saying that we owe you? If it weren't for your imitation brother, my family's three generations of single pass will be broken when it comes to me!" Tang Laoliu laughed.

"Okay, I won't say I owe it!" Fang Xiaonan smiled, reached out to take out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over, and said, "Hold this, don't be polite to me!"

"No, no!" Although Tang Laoliu was a countryman, he immediately guessed what was inside when he saw this thin envelope. He shook his head and said, "Our brothers..."

"Don't be polite if you say it's brother. You have taken such a big risk for me. Could it be that you should also shirk this meaning?" Fang Xiaonan frowned and stuffed the envelope into Tang Laoliu's hands.

"Then...then!" Seeing that Xiaonan was determined, Tang Laoliu had to accept it and then said, "Brother Idiot, please sit first, I'll call your sister-in-law and take a shower!"

"Go and go..."

After Tang Laoliu went to take a shower, Fu Xiaonan sat down in the main hall casually and sorted out his situation.

Yesterday at Xingsheng Ancient Temple, he used the power of spiritual enlightenment and the power of prayer to clean up the little bit of the confused spiritual consciousness in his mind.

Today, he used Tang Laoliu's soul-squeezing technique to suppress and clean up most of the remaining ones. Although there was still a little left, he finally made him clear who his family was.

It’s still good to imitate Xiaonan. Those illusions on weekdays are caused by Changshengjun’s huge and complex thousand-year memories and personality fragments.

Although the remaining things related to Changshengjun may not be cleaned up, there should be no big problems.

After all, if you accept these nine-generation memories, it is impossible not to be affected by the Lord Changsheng; most of these influences come from the Lord Changsheng's character and memory. As for the soul, there should be nothing left...

"Master Tang, is Master Tang at home?"

Fan Xiaonan was thinking, but someone ran in anxiously outside the door.

This is a woman in her forties, wearing a black cotton jacket, hurried in and shouted in panic.

Looking at the anxious woman, Fun Xiaonan frowned and said, "Master Tang is taking a shower, please wait a moment!"

"Ah? Taking a bath? Oops... Master Tang, Master Tang, hurry up, my girl is possessed by evil spirits!" the woman shouted loudly.

Fun Xiaonan glanced at the woman's eyes, frowned, and said, "She was not possessed by evil spirits, let your family take her to the hospital as soon as possible!"

"What?" The woman was stunned, looked at Fun Xiaonan in surprise, and said, "How do you know? You are not Master Tang!"
Chapter completed!