Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

After looking at the Soul-Capture Bell, Yun Zhixia noticed a fiery gaze beside her. She turned her head to look at Zi Ling and spoke.

【Do you like it? 】

Zi Ling nodded hurriedly, looked at the Soul-Catching Bell eagerly, and then said with some disappointment.

[It's a pity that this soul-catching bell has already signed a contract with this old man. ]

[What's the harm? Just wipe out his consciousness.]

The old man who had just gotten up heard this and gave Yun Zhixia a sneer.

"How shameless! This is what my ancestor signed for me. How can a mere monster like you erase it at will?"

Yun Zhixia didn't waste any more words with him. He lightly touched the soul-catching bell with his finger, and the old man's consciousness on the soul-catching bell was immediately wiped out.

"Ah, it hurts me so much!"

The old man who had a smug look on his face just now fell to the ground in pain, holding his head in his hands and wailing.

When Zi Ling looked over, she saw that he was bleeding from all seven orifices, with blood oozing from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears, making him look extremely creepy.

"Tiantian, what is this?"

"A Qi training trash dares to speak nonsense, he deserves this fate."

"This Soul-Catching Bell is for you. You sign a contract with it."

After saying that, Yun Zhixia instructed Zi Ling to use her ghost power to sign a contract with the Soul-Catching Bell.

Zi Ling held the Soul-Catching Bell, and with a thought, the Soul-Catching Bell suddenly became larger, large enough to hold several people.

Zi Ling's eyes lit up and she quickly spoke. "Smaller, smaller!"

The Soul-Catching Bell became smaller and smaller, and finally became the size of a fingernail. She simply tied the Soul-Catching Bell in her hair.

After doing all this, Zi Ling quickly went over and hugged Yun Zhixia and acted coquettishly.

"Thank you, sweetie!"

"What a success! Where is your Xuanling Spear?"

Zi Ling spoke with grievance, pointing at the old man on the ground and complaining.

"He took all my belongings!"

"Go get it!"

Yun Zhixia rolled her eyes at her and started to laugh at her.

"You are a ghost king, but you can be controlled by this rubbish. Aren't you ashamed? I am ashamed for you!"

"Go and take revenge!"

Yun Zhixia raised her foot and kicked her. Zi Ling rubbed her butt, feeling bitter but unable to speak. She took out all her anger on the old man.

"I'll let you bully me!"

Zi Ling used her ghost power to lift the old man up high, then threw him hard to the ground.

Thump, thump...

After more than ten hits back and forth, the old man's eyes were full of stars.

The old man was so angry that his face turned red. He used the spiritual power in his body, took out his sword and stabbed Zi Ling.

"Damn ghost slave, I'll kill you!"

Facing the attacking long sword, Zi Ling did not dodge, but instead clamped the long sword between her fingers.

Ding……

She exerted a little force and the sword broke into two pieces. She then inserted the broken sword into the old man's throat.

"If you dare to touch me, go to hell!"

"Ho..."

The old man looked down at the broken sword and looked at Zi Ling in disbelief.

A mere ghost slave could actually kill me? !

thump……

The old man fell to the ground, his body twitched a few times, and gradually became motionless.

Seeing this, Zi Ling formed her five fingers into claws and grabbed the old man's soul out of his body.

"Let me go, let me go!"

The old man's transparent soul struggled violently, trying to escape from Zi Ling's clutches.

Zi Ling snorted coldly, exerted force with her fingers, and crushed the old man's soul into slag.

If this old man didn't have the soul-catching bell, I wouldn't have fallen into his trap.

I was also laughed at by Tiantian!

Zi Ling snorted coldly, and after doing everything, she turned around and looked at Yun Zhixia eagerly.

Yun Zhixia felt frightened by her look and couldn't help but ask.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Now that Tiantian has become a human, can I be with Tiantian?"

Yun Zhixia looked Zi Ling up and down, thought of Yun Zhenzhu, and gave a wicked smile.

"Help me do something first."

"you say……"

The two of them started to murmur...

Nanchang Kingdom, Floating Cloud Sect

Jinghe Hall

A young man was cleaning when he suddenly saw a light above him go out. His eyes widened and he quickly ran outside...

"It's not good, it's not good..."

A few more days passed, and Yun Zhixia was in great pain during these days.

Ji Tong didn't know what was wrong with her. She was forced to eat medicinal food three times a day, which made her want to vomit whenever she saw the medicinal food.

The Yun family members all hid away early. Even Ma, who loved eating the most, couldn't hold it anymore. She would rather eat her steamed buns than drink the medicinal food.

noon

squeak...

Ji Tong opened the courtyard gate and walked in familiarly, carrying the medicinal food.

"Zhizhi drank the medicinal food!"

Three Houses

Yun Zhixia opened her eyes from meditation, got out of bed reluctantly, put on her shoes and walked out.

"Brother, I don't need to drink anymore. Look at the fat on my face."

Yun Zhixia pinched the flesh on her face and groaned in pain.

Seeing this, Ji Tong pinched it. It was soft and smooth and felt comfortable to the touch.

"Hurry up, drink more medicinal food and replenish your body."

"I don't want to drink anymore!"

"Be good, drink this bowl, and I'll bring you medicinal food once a day, how about that?"

"Two days, once every two days!"

Yun Zhixia made a two-sign gesture with a firm attitude.

Ji Tong had no choice but to give up. After all, she had been given a lot to drink during this period.

Only then did Yun Zhixia feel happy. He picked up the medicinal food and drank it in one gulp, ready to die.

Seeing this scene, Ji Tong's mouth twitched and he laughed secretly in his heart.

"Give the rest to others, I can't drink any more."

Yun Zhixia wiped her mouth and secretly glanced at the small casserole.

Ji Tong smiled, picked up the small casserole and showed it to her, teasingly.

"I know you've been tired of drinking these past two days, so I made less. Give the rest to your uncle."

"Uncle? His injury has healed, right?"

Yun Zhixia looked at Ji Tong and whispered something in his ear. Ji Tong nodded repeatedly.

In the big house

Fang Dashan was half leaning on the bed with his eyes squinting, as if he was half asleep, when suddenly the door was opened.

squeak...

"Who is it? You're disturbing my sweet dreams!"

Fang Dashan yelled impatiently, then got up from the bed and looked over.

Yun Zhixia, who was wearing a light green dress, was looking up at him, while Ji Tong, who was wearing a blue dress, was standing next to him with his arms folded across his chest.

Seeing that it was Yun Zhixia, Yun Dashan felt pain all over his body, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"What do you want to do? I haven't messed with you lately!"

Yun Zhixia chuckled and shrugged with an innocent expression.

"Uncle, I have nothing to do but to look for you. It's my senior brother who is looking for you."

Hearing this, Yun Dashan's expression relaxed. He climbed back onto the bed and lay down, glancing at Ji Tong with a squint.

"What's the matter with you?"

Ji Tong smiled slightly, took out the IOU signed by Yun Dashan from her arms and waved it in front of him.

"Before my master left, he gave me the IOU. You owed him eighteen taels of silver. Now that you are well, it's time to pay him back!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Dashan's face dropped. He wanted to deny it but was afraid of being beaten.

"It's not like I won't pay it back, but I just don't have the money right now."

Yun Dashan was lying on the bed and spoke in a somewhat rogue tone.

He was sure that Ji Tong couldn't do anything to him.

Ji Tong and Yun Zhixia looked at each other, Yun Zhixia nodded slightly, and Ji Tong understood.

"In that case, Uncle Dashan, you will go move bricks and pay back the money tomorrow."