Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Oh... still the original. Ye Shaoyang quickly put down, afraid to find out another thing, dare not touch it again, said: "You recall, after she entered the house, is there any abnormal behavior?"

Zhuang Yumian frowned and recollected. "Nothing, she has been sitting on the bed and chatting with me. Oh, right, her mobile phone accidentally fell from the inside of the bed. She stretched her hand to the bottom for a long time. Pick it up, is this an abnormal move?"

"Okay, it's too much." Ye Shaoyang bent over and climbed under the bed. At a glance, he saw a black pill-shaped thing under the bedboard, opposite the pillow, reaching out and softening. A little sticky.

Ye Shaoyang stood up and came to the window. He looked at the little things against the sunlight. It was brownish black and translucent. It looked a bit like amber, and it was illuminated by the sun. This stuff had a faint black smoke. The room began to be filled with an unpleasant smell.

Ye Shaoyang Chong Zhuang Yu Ning smiled and said: "This is the gift that your sister sent you."

"what is this?"

"The corpse ointment, and it is not a normal extraction, it is obtained by the squid of the smoked corpse chin, so it contains suffocation."

Ye Shaoyang opened the window and let the air circulate. Then he said, "If ordinary people have long-term close contact with it, they will not be able to use it for a week, and they will be suffocated into the body. People will start to feel guilty, and the soul will not be kept. The living person becomes a walking corpse."

Zhuang Yu Ning listened to this and sat down on the bed, said with a disappointment: "She... Why do you want to do this?"

"Maybe it is to grab the championship with you, maybe for other reasons, I don't know. In short, she is going to harm you."

After Ye Shaoyang finished, he took out a magical charm, wrapped the corpse ointment, and felt it with suffocation. His heart was shocked. He said to Zhuang Yu: "There are still ghosts in the face, which must be properly handled. Two bowls come."

Zhuang Yuli hurriedly got out and went out. After a while, he took two porcelain bowls of the same size and came back.

Ye Shaoyang put the corpse ointment wrapped in the paper into the bowl, drew a fire symbol, threw it in, read the spell, the charm burned, lit the corpse ointment, and Ye Shaoyang immediately buckled the other bowl. The mouth of the bowl is perfectly matched, the palm of the hand is stuck at the bottom of the bowl, and the spell is constantly chanting, accelerating the fire of the fire.

There is no wind in the bowl, the general fire can't burn, but the fire is burning. Suddenly, a dull scream came from the bowl, and the two bowls began to shake in the distance, as if something was unwilling to die, and struggled in it. There was a scream of screams and a loud voice.

Zhuang Yuli was so scared that she stepped back two steps and covered her ears. She didn't dare to listen to this terrible voice.

Although Ye Shaoyang's hand pressed tightly against the bottom of the bowl, but with the shaking of the two bowls, there was still a black gas in the **** joint, which constantly emerged and gathered in the sky to form a humanoid virtual shadow. It was a crane-like chicken skin. Old lady!

A big mouthless mouth, making a variety of painful expressions.

Zhuang Yuli was so scared that he leaned against the wall and did not dare to move.

"It’s so old, it’s actually dying, and the grievance is still so big, no wonder it’s impossible.” Ye Shaoyang was surprised. The old lady suddenly opened her arms and grabbed the neck of Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and smiled. He did not hide or counterattack. He opened his mouth and sighed at the old lady.

The black smoke that gathered into the form of the old lady was so blown away by him, disappearing out of thin air. The two bowls also stopped shaking immediately.

Ye Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief and opened the bowl. Zhuang Yu Ning and his courage came together and saw a semi-solidified blood at the bottom of the bowl.

"The nectar refining, this is the ghost blood that has been refined. Good things." Ye Shaoyang dipped it with a note, stuffed it into a small porcelain bottle, sealed it, looked out the window, sighed and muttered: "The same way..."

Zhuang Yu Ning is very curious, but he did not ask if he looked at him.

After a while, Ye Shaoyang turned and leaned on the window sill and said slowly:

"When I was a few years old, I encountered the same thing as you. The result was that the corpse was poisoned. At that time, the owner of the corpse was a mother and a child. It was more than ten times heavier than the old lady. I If the body is not the same as others, I will die long ago. Fortunately, I met my master, saved my life, took me to Maoshan, and nursed for a year before I pulled out all the dead bodies in my body. I was so confused. Be a Taoist..."

Zhuang Yuli was the first time to hear his story. He was a little bit fascinated for a while, and forgot his own affairs for a while. He looked at him and said, "I didn't expect you to have such an experience. What about your parents and family?"

"Don't mention this." Ye Shaoyang suppressed the emotions caused by the feelings of the scene, and said to Zhuang Yujin: "This Jolinna, who is it, tell me what you know."

"She is like a foreign university student. I am a freshman in the same class. I am still in a dormitory. The relationship is very good. We are learning music, so everyone often participates in the competition. The rankings I have with her have always been Best of all, she is as famous as I am in Shicheng, but you don't know much about it."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "I don't even know you until I know you."

"I don't know about her family. It's also very rich anyway, but she is definitely not a mage. I never knew she had a relationship with a mage, so... I really feel very surprised about today." When Rain Li said this, he sighed heavily and his eyes were red. "We have always helped each other. I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it, she would do this to me..."

Ye Shaoyang will not comfort people, just saw a bag of paper on the bed, pumped a hand to pass, Zhuang Yulian took over, rubbed his eyes, his face suddenly became red, and looked at Ye Shaoyang helplessly, "You took It’s aunt’s towel...”

"Ah?" Ye Shaoyang glanced at her hand, and it really was... I don’t think it’s the same feeling in my hand. I thought it was a high-grade paper towel, but it didn’t seem to be very thick. Ultra-thin section?

The face suddenly felt a hot heat, Ye Shaoyang scratched the back of his head and said: "That... I don't know much about this, not intentional."

When Zhuang Yu Ning Ming Ming was sad, he saw his embarrassed appearance of scratching his head, but he couldn’t help but smile. "Yangyang brother, you are really cute."

"Cough, then say something right, that...what is coming, yes, you suspect why she is going to deal with you?"