"Hmph, please scare me with the revenge order. If you hurt Uncle Bai, I will make you beaten often."

Xiaobao appeared in the sky, and the yin energy flew out in his hand and spread to all directions, like a fisherman who was preparing to pull up the fishing net released.

The shroud ghost was covered by Xiaobai's big net and condensed together again, turning into what he had before.

As soon as the other party turned into a human form, he was tied up by a large net, making him unable to move for a moment.

Both are ghosts, Xiaobao is better than the other party, so it is impossible for the shroud ghost to break free.

At this moment, a long black whip whipped the body of the shrouded ghost, causing the other party's soul to burst into ripples.

"I made you crazy. I have only been dead for two years, so how dare I take revenge?"

"Ba..."

Xiaobao stood in the air, holding a long whip in his hand, and whipped the shroud ghost one after another, making the other party roll on the ground in pain.

"Little devil, don't let me escape, or I will definitely swallow you."

The shroud ghost rolled on the ground while roaring heart-wrenchingly.

"Come on, hurt each other, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"

Xiaobao didn't care about the other party's threat at all. He felt a move in his heart. The originally smooth whip slowly condensed into barbs, like an oversized mace.

"Ba..."

It was another moment, this time, the shroud ghost stopped scolding, and the stinging pain from his soul had already left him without the strength to shout.

"Xiaobao, don't beat him again. If you hit him again, you will be distracted. Just tie him up."

When Lao Bai saw Xiaobao sucking the other party for a while, he immediately took action to stop him. After all, he was here to resolve the conflict, not to let the other party lose his soul.

"Hmph, let you go first, and then I will eat you if I don't obey."

Xiaobao landed on the ground, kicked the shroud ghost, and directly kicked the opponent in front of Lao Bai's altar.

Looking at the shrouded ghost with a look of embarrassment, Lao Bai couldn't help but sigh, "Ma Yuan, why are you doing this? Your parents raised you with great difficulty. Even if you die, it's not their fault. Do you still want their lives?

Besides, the people who buried you were all your relatives, friends and neighbors. They were doing it for your own good. How could you repay your kindness and come back to cause trouble for them?

If you have any injustice, just say it, I will give you justice."

While Lao Bai said, he asked the ghost corpse to call Ma Yuan's parents out. As long as he explained the matter clearly in person, no matter what kind of grudges it was, there would always be a way to resolve it.

"The King of Hell has given me a revenge order. Do you want to resist the order?"

Ma Yuan looked at Lao Bai and said with a gloomy face.

"Hmph, don't scare me with the King of Hell. There are rules in the world, how can you let it go?"

Lao Bai repeatedly persuaded him, but Ma Yuan just couldn't listen, which made him a little angry.

At this moment, Ma Yuan's parents and the villagers walked out carefully. When they saw that Lao Bai was standing there, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, are you leaving?"

The security guard came to Lao Bai and asked in a low voice.

Lao Bai shook his head, then recited the Heavenly Eye Mantra, patted the security guard, and tapped Ma Yuan's parents twice in succession.

The three of them were suddenly slapped by Lao Bai, not knowing what the purpose was, but at this time Lao Bai pointed at the front of the altar.

The few people looked in the direction Lao Bai pointed, and their faces changed drastically, and they all started to tremble wherever they stood.

For mortals, ghosts and gods are too far away from them. Even if they are their own children, they will still be afraid of seeing them after two years of death.

"Don't be afraid, he has been caught. He said you killed him. What's going on?"

Lao Bai looked at Ma Yuan’s parents, and although he had guesses in his heart, he still asked in confusion.

"Master, stop kidding. Ma Yuan is our son, how could I kill him?"

"Hmph, I am your son, so why do you bury me alive?"

Ma Yuan looked at his parents and shouted loudly.

"Buried alive?"

Hearing these two words, Ma Yuan's father shook his body and almost fell to the ground.

"My son, you died so miserably. My parents are sorry for you. They shouldn't have let you go to herd cattle. My parents are sorry for you."

"Hmph, don't pretend. You think I don't make money and kill me. I want you all to die."

Ma Yuan looked at his parents and struggled to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, Xiaobao whipped it on his body and knelt on the ground in pain again.

"Ma Yuan, you were struck by lightning at that time and you were already dead. Your parents didn't bury you alive. Did you make a mistake?"

The security guard also plucked up his courage and said something, but from his face, he could not suppress the fear in his heart.

Lao Bai has already understood the truth of the matter from the conversation between several people, and there is a misunderstanding here.

"Ma Yuan, your uncle is right. You were struck by lightning and you were already dead. You stopped the coffin for a night and did not return to the sun, so your parents will be buried.

They did right, but they didn't know that you were in a state of fake death and would have buried you in peace!

After being buried, you woke up again because of the lack of air in the cemetery and difficulty breathing. So you think it was your parents who buried you alive, is that true?"

Lao Bai began to say what he was thinking directly.

After hearing what Lao Bai said, Ma Yuan’s parents and the villagers all opened their eyes wide, as if they were a little unbelievable.

"Impossible. We checked it when we were buried. Ma Yuan was already exhausted. How could he survive?"

Ma Yuan's father asked in a trembling voice.

"Hey, if you are struck by lightning, your body will be paralyzed, your heart will stop, so you will die. In fact, it will be intermittent dysfunction. If you stop the coffin for two days, maybe he will survive.

You don’t blame you for this kind of thing. Even if you send him to the hospital, the doctor will sentence him to death.”

"No, it won't be like this. Taoist priest, you must have made a mistake."

"The old Taoist priest is right, you buried me alive."

Ma Yuan snorted coldly.

"How could this happen? We... we actually buried our son alive with our own hands, and we are..."

Jack Ma’s parents completely collapsed to the ground. Ma Yuan was their only son. Such a thing really made it difficult for them to accept.

"Oh my God, what kind of evil did I do? God wants to punish me like this. If you want to accept me, why should I treat my children like this? God has no eyes."

Ma Yuan's parents shouted completely, sat on the ground and cried loudly, their voices tragic, shocking the sky.

"Ma Yuan, you tried your best to put the oil pan and ask for documents, just to take your parents' lives. Now that your parents are here, if you think they killed you, then you can do it."

Lao Bai looked at Ma Yuan and said with a serious expression.

Ma Yuan was also a little confused at this time. He thought that his parents buried him alive, but after Lao Bai said this, he felt that this might not be his parents' fault.

"I woke up in the coffin and saw endless darkness. I wanted to get up, but I couldn't sit up straight. I wanted to push the coffin with my hands, but I couldn't use my strength. My hands...

My hands were constantly grabbing in the dark, and cracks were cut into the coffin, but they didn't come out in the end. In the end, I was tired and just like that, I slept in the coffin."
Chapter completed!