If I let you become a druid, would you join the Demon Sect?

Chapter 61 I lend you money because I think highly of you!
"Ahhh!"

"Kill me, kill me!"

Qian Siwen's facial features were distorted, and he burst into tears: "Please, kill me!!!"

Gu Yan looked at the maggots wriggling on the ground coldly, without any ripple in his heart.

He did not have the soul-searching skills of the cultivators.

Fortunately, his master had given him a book called "The Art of Dissecting Bones and Taking Pulses" before.

Now it is being used on the Qian family who killed the master's son, which can be considered a kind of cause and effect.

Wait until the other person's eyes begin to blur.

Gu Yancai nodded twice, temporarily blocking the pain in his body, and said coldly: "Tell me about the blood refining formation."

Qian Siwen gasped violently: "We have a vow in our minds, we said it. Ah!"

Another torture.

Gu Yan blocked the other person's pain again: "You can continue talking nonsense."

The oath is meaningless.

The oath restriction of the soul does exist, but once it is triggered, there will be a sensation.

When the two were talking just now, he used the shadows to shuttle in and heard most of it, but he didn't see any reaction from the two.

This time, Qian Siwen didn't dare to hide it anymore and said directly, "There's a twelve-day Yaksha Dharma body of the White Bone Sect being nurtured underground. Every few decades, it requires a large amount of blood evil energy to be sacrificed and refined. As a reward, the remaining residue will be divided up between the two countries' noble families."

"What's the use of that residue?"

"After the residue is refined, it becomes blood pills. These blood pills can help low-level blood refining monks break through, but there is a risk of polluting their souls. They are used to control and restrict those with potential."

Slowed down.

Qian Siwen's speech gradually slowed down: "The Land of Absolute Spirits is extremely dangerous. Those guest officials sent in may not be willing to risk their lives, so we need some effective means to improve their strength while controlling them..."

Hearing this, Gu Yan nodded: "So, all of you guest officials under the aristocratic families are actually trained with this thing?"

He had been wondering why, as a force of the demonic sect, the Qian family seemed to be doing okay from what he had learned from his master.

Now it tastes right.

Qian Siwen nodded and begged for mercy again: "Senior, I am also following the family's orders. As for my sister, that bitch, she also suffered retribution from you, senior. Please spare my life. I am willing to give you the Qian family's secret Yin-borrowing copper coins."

talking.

He opened his mouth and spat out a golden copper coin, which he held in his hand and raised to Gu Yan.

Gu Yan ignored him and continued, "What is the formula for the formation flag?"

Qian Siwen was much more efficient this time: "The formula is..."

Next.

He answered whatever Gu Yan asked.

He even recited the "Ode to Heaven by Borrowing Yin" practiced by the direct descendants of the Qian family, and did not miss the ceremony, for fear that he would not be able to learn it.

Gu Yan couldn't handle this.

Is the mind of a child from aristocratic family so fragile?
He knew there must be something wrong.

But these methods are good things that cannot be bought with spirit stones outside, so he is reluctant to give them up.

Gu Yan didn't dare to practice the skills.

But even just listening can gain a lot of knowledge.

Gu Yan glanced at the copper coin and suddenly understood.

Reassured, he continued to interrogate, draining the other party's reserves completely before nodding: "Thank you for your cooperation. One last question, who is Liu Yinian, and where is he?"

Qian Siwen no longer concealed his true feelings, a strange smile appearing on his lips. "Liu Yinian, like me, is the person in charge of the Liu family's blood sacrifice this time. He's at the seventh level of Qi training and a direct descendant of the Liu family. He's on the other side of the city. Oh, and the spell to control his formation flags is the same as mine. Are you satisfied?"

slap~
Gu Yan slapped him in the face: "I told you to laugh, so just laugh!"

"Focus more, come on, it's better to slap my head to pieces, otherwise you may not have a chance, hahahaha."

Qian Siwen's cheeks were red and swollen, but he became more and more excited.

next moment.

bang~
Looking at the headless corpse at his feet, Gu Yan shook his head: "I told you not to laugh, but you still laughed. You are really a beast who doesn't understand what human beings say."

He was preparing to capture the spirit.

A wisp of green smoke curled up.

Gu Yan quickly stepped aside and looked carefully. It was the copper coin in Qian Siwen's hand that was burning.

at the same time.

A creepy feeling, like an innate warning imprinted in his genes, surged into Gu Yan's heart.

He retreated cautiously, but a strange child's singing voice came from the void: Peeping into the underworld through the hole of a copper coin.

Fire at three o'clock in the morning, coffin at five o'clock.

The paper horse burned out and the sound of its hooves broke.

Ding-dong——(the sound of copper coins falling into a bowl)

To collect a debt!
Knocking on your door in the middle of the night asking you to return it.

One to buy the way, two to exchange for eyes.

The white candle is burnt out and the blue smoke dissipates.

A blood-stained copper coin pierced through the intestines.

jingle——

To collect a debt!
Three of them are just enough to cushion the coffin.
Weird nursery rhymes spread.

The green smoke changed shape and turned into a ghost with a green face and fangs.

The ghost figure was ten feet tall, skinny, and dressed in tattered clothes. His exposed skin was corpse-blue in color. Two fangs stuck out of his lips like rusty sickles. Green phosphorescent fire flickered in his eye sockets. His five fingers, like dry claws, were gripping a chipped pottery bowl. The crevices between his nails were embedded with copper rust. A string of broken copper coins was tied around his waist.

He looks just like a money-begging ghost.

Gu Yan was slightly surprised.

He thought there was something wrong with the coin, but he didn't expect it could actually summon a ghost.

I didn't expect there was such a good deal as buy one get one free.

Gu Yan was just about to take a picture of the ghost.

The ghost looked at Qian Siwen's body and limped over. When he moved, the string of copper coins rattled, like the chains swung by a ghost who was demanding his life. It made people feel upset and almost crazy.

Arrived at the body.

The ghost stretched out the chipped pottery bowl and uttered a long cry that seemed to come from the underworld: Qian Siwen, give me back the money!
next moment.

A shadow of Qian Siwen was slowly pulled out from among the corpses where he was hiding.

He looked at Gu Yan with resentment, his face twisted with a hideous grin: "Hahaha, you're scared, you dare to ask me so many things, I want to see what you can use to repay me! I will wait for you in this hell of endless suffering!!!"

It seemed that the shadow was about to be pulled into the broken bowl.

Gu Yan hooked her hand.

A root of nothingness wrapped around Qian Siwen's soul at an even faster speed.

Qian Siwen was shocked, and the grim smile on his face turned into panic: "Who on earth are you? Why can you take the soul from the sacrificed ghost? Why..."

It turns out that smiles don’t disappear, they just move.

Gu Yan grinned grimly: "Were you very proud just now? Hell is not fun. Be good, come to my house, my house is fun!"

The words fell.

The roots retracted and drew Qian Siwen's soul into the space of consciousness.

Grab food from the bowl.

Asking for money to offer sacrifice to the ghost, he turned his eyes that were flickering with dark green phosphorescent fire towards Gu Yan.

It took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Gu Yan, holding out the bowl and crying: Gu...
This sacrificial ghost actually possessed power similar to rules and could directly recite Gu Yan's name.

It was about to say: Gu Yan, pay me back!
hum~
An invisible force descended, and it was unable to utter a single word.

It's stuck.

Gu Yan smiled.

Sure enough.

He slapped him and said, "I lend you money because I think highly of you!"

What kind of little scoundrel dares to collect debts from the Lord of the World Tree!
Possessing an immortal essence, he is least afraid of possession, prophecy, and curse...
slap~
The man who was asking for money to offer sacrifice to the ghost was hit hard by a slap weighing tens of thousands of pounds. His head was directly hit off and he turned into a ball of green mist and exploded.

No brain.

The headless body that was asking for money to offer sacrifices to the ghosts also began to slowly disintegrate.

How could Gu Yan let the other party get away?

He immediately activated a large number of roots and absorbed all the green mist into his sea of ​​consciousness.

next moment.

A constant stream of freshness poured into his soul, and Gu Yan narrowed his eyes in comfort.

This is a great tonic for ghosts.

(End of this chapter)