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Chapter 48 The Ghost Girl in the Bottle
The candlelight inside the house was as dim as a bean, and the night outside was deep and dark. It seemed that something made a few regretful smacking sounds, and then tiptoed away.

The stepmother finally breathed a sigh of relief, then spread out her palms and brought back the bamboo dragonfly that had just flown out for reconnaissance.

Five were released, but only three came back.

But those two were not destroyed by Lao Qian.

The night is always full of danger. If the stepmother had relaxed even a little, this battle would never have ended.

Lin Wanmo sensed three intentions that were secretly spying on him.

Xu Yuan checked his three-barreled musket. The secret machine gunpowder was used by craftsmen to make bronze cannons. After three shots, it was a little overheated.

Xu Yuan felt distressed. After changing the gunpowder, the power of this craftsman's creation would be a bit stronger, but its service life would probably be greatly shortened.

Putting the pistol aside for the time being, Xu Yuan began to search Lao Qian's body. When Lin Wanmo saw him quickly take out dozens of copper coins from Lao Qian's purse, he knew why this kid was able to bring back so much money.

"Why is this old guy so poor!" Xu Yuan complained.

I searched Lao Qian's body from head to toe, but found only a few dozen copper coins!

Lin Wanmo glanced at the corpse and said, "He's not old at all, thirty-five at most. You see this frail appearance because he's been in too much contact with ghosts. Even a divine cultivator can't be unrestrained."

Old Qian was obsessed with soul refining and immersed in it, so his spiritual cultivation level improved rapidly and he was valued by the master.

But his body was damaged because of this. If Xu Yuan didn't kill him, he would not live for more than five years.

The master rewarded him with a lot of money, but he used it all to study soul refining. He had no other possessions of his own and only wanted to have enough food and clothing in life.

Xu Yuan searched him again and found a booklet.

Opening it, I saw that it contained all of Lao Qian's experiences in cultivation. This was actually his notebook, where he would write down every gain and new idea from every experiment.

If a divine cultivator obtains it, he can easily become the second "Lao Qian".

And you don’t have to pay the price of physical breakdown like Lao Qian did.

For a spiritual cultivator, it is priceless.

But it is of little use to Xu Yuan and his stepmother.

There are three pages in the booklet that specifically record several methods of spiritual cultivation. One of them is called "Divine Skin Technique", which uses one's own "true spirit" to greatly enhance the defense of the physical skin.

The fundamental purpose of spiritual cultivation is to strengthen one's own "true spirit".

Xu Yuan didn’t know whether Lao Qian used the “Divine Skin Technique” at the last moment - even if he did, he couldn’t withstand the three gunshots.

The stepmother flipped through the booklet and returned it to Xu Yuan: "Put it away for now. If you meet a friendly divine cultivator in the future, you can sell it for a good price."

Lao Qian had nothing else on him, and his only possessions were those bottles and jars.

Xu Yuan then remembered that he had caught a "bottle ghost" from Qiao Ziang's study and had kept it in the house without checking it.

Xu Yuan opened a clay pot, and a shrill roar came from inside, piercing his soul. A cloud of black sand mist gushed out of the pot and condensed into a ghost with a human body and a scorpion tail in the room!

His eyes were bloodshot, and four black fangs protruded from his lips, drooling greedily.

Just as it was about to show off its power, it saw a short sword with fire burning on its surface, waiting for it in front of its eyebrows.

This was an eighth-rate "Xiao Ghost," a strange creature formed by the fusion of the souls of those who had died in the mountains and some spirits that had not yet developed intelligence.

Feeling the terrible heat in front of his eyebrows, he knew that he would not be able to bear it once this thing was inserted.

So Xiaogui obediently retracted his body, and with a puff, he turned into a cloud of sand mist again, and obediently returned to the jar.

Finally, he swung out a small tail of sand mist and closed the lid himself. Xu Yuan nodded in satisfaction: "This is a person who knows what he is doing."

Then Xu Yuan opened another jar.

This jar is the largest and most "exquisite" one among the bottles and jars brought by Lao Qian.

It was a blue and white porcelain jar, about three feet tall.

Xu Yuan opened the lid, and suddenly a little girl's head popped out!

Lin Wanmo glanced into the jar and cursed, "This man deserves to die!"

The girl's limbs were cut off and forced into the bottle. Lao Qian's method was different from the usual "fairy in a bottle" tricks in the underworld.

The girl's limbs were cut off and she was forced into the jar. After being fed for a while, the girl was already in great pain, so Lao Qian stuffed all kinds of poisonous insects into the jar.

These poisonous insects gnawed at the girl's body day and night.

The girl was unable to escape or hide, and was eventually eaten up and died tragically in the bottle.

Lao Qian used a secret method to seal the jar, refining the girl's wronged soul and countless poisonous insects together!
I don’t know whose good daughter this is who suffered such a disaster and was harmed by him like this.

This "ghost girl in the bottle" is full of resentment and carries a terrible poison. She is the most powerful ghost soldier in Lao Qian's hands.

As soon as the female ghost in the bottle showed her head, blood began to drip from her eyes. She opened her big mouth with fangs and bit towards Xu Yuan.

Behind the girl's head, there is a long snake neck!

Xu Yuan used the fire in his belly to force her back, closed the lid, and for a moment he didn't know what to do with this evil object.

Lin Wanmo said, "Refine it and help her transcend. She's in this state, with her incomplete soul having to endure the gnawing of poisonous insects and insect spirits every day. It's really... too miserable."

Xu Yuan nodded, took a deep breath, twisted the fire in his belly into a thin line, opened the lid a crack, and sent the fire line in.

After a while, the lid was opened again and a wisp of green smoke rose from the jar.

The smoke turned into wisps, lingered and floated, and then slowly dissipated.

The shape actually gives people a sense of relief.

Xu Yuan sighed inwardly, but his mood was not very good.

Xu Yuan opened all the remaining bottles and jars, and found that they contained various evil spirits and ghosts, a total of eleven.

The stepmother pushed the earthenware jar towards Xu Yuan and said, "The bait is ready."

Xu Yuan was stunned: "All?"

"All of them!" Lin Wanmo wished he could catch some more himself and bring them back as bait for Xu Yuan to condense into external pills, greatly enhancing his strength.

The moment this kid rushed out just now, Lin Wanmo knew that this kid would never be able to "stay calm" in the future.

If your strength is not strong enough, your stepmother will really be worried.

However, among these ghost soldiers, there were quite a few disgusting creatures like the "corpse water monsters", which Xu Yuan found difficult to eat.

Lin Wanmo didn't force him. He just sat down at the memorial tablet of Xu Huanyang, wiping away tears that he didn't know existed, and said sadly, "Old Xu, you've only been gone for a few days, and the child doesn't listen to me anymore. What's the point of me living? I'll go with you..."

The veins on Xu Yuan’s forehead were throbbing. Aren’t you going a bit too far?

The acting is quite realistic! As expected of the owner of the old stage.

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