Lord, the black lotus kills the protagonist again! The knife I handed over

Tai Jinge clenched her umbrella tightly. She guessed that among those who went to explore the haunted house, one of them was her son.

Fortunately, the children are alive...

Yi Lianghui added: "When the school leaders found us, the eleven children who went to explore the haunted house had disappeared... The one on the ground was one of them, but his soul was no longer in his body."

"There is a demon mark on his body." Yu Lanxi bent down and tapped the neck of the unconscious high school student.

A hideous ghost face pattern appeared on the other person's neck, like a large evil ghost tattoo.

"Classmate, can you lend me your blood?" Yu Lanxi grabbed the high school student's hand, cut his fingertips, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

The blood was suspended in the air, crystal clear and unsolidified, like a gem.

"It's a bit difficult to go directly there." Yu Lanxi tilted her head, "After all, I'm just a paper stand-in."

"Are you fucking kidding me? Are you a paper doll stand-in?" Yi Lianghui would never have such an out-of-control facial expression even if he saw a ghost.

The guy who could absorb so many ferocious ghost faces with just a move of his finger was actually just a paper man!

How strong is the original body?

Wouldn't it be possible to kill them without even lifting a finger?

Tai Jinge said: "Take a taxi?"

"Too slow. Let me find a connection." The paper man Yu Lanxi conveyed his thoughts to the original body.

He could have gone straight through, but he was afraid that his body was not strong enough, and if he used too much force, his body would be broken.

If the paper figure is too damaged, it will be inconvenient to move.

On the main body side, Yu Lanxi poked Xiao Jinhe who was looking at the computer.

"Send a message to Fan Liu and ask him to open a door for my double. He wants to go to Rong Village from Pu City No. 1 High School."

Xiao Jinhe quickly wrote a note with a pen, lit it with his yang energy, and burned it on Fan Liu's hand.

After reading the note, Fan Liu appeared at Pu City No. 1 High School the next moment.

"Mr. Yu, come in quickly, I will take you to Rong Village." Fan Liu opened the ghost gate and saw the paper man Yu Lanxi, it was like seeing his parents who provided him with food and clothing.

The gold ingots that Yu Lanxi and Xiao Jinhe burned for him were of good quality and had strong purchasing power, and the incense and candles were also more delicious than those offered elsewhere. He was very happy to help them.

"Mr. Ghost!" Mu Lingqing was stunned, his eyes almost popped out.

The messengers from the underworld have always been arrogant. Even if a cultivator with high cultivation level asks them for help, they will still offer sacrifices.

How could you ever be so easy to talk to?

"You wait here, you can see your son within half an hour." Yu Lanxi and Tai Jinge said.

Tai Jinge is just an ordinary person, and walking the path to the underworld is not good for his health.

"Okay, okay..." Tai Jinge held an umbrella and watched Yu Lanxi walk into the dark road.

After borrowing the road from the underworld and walking a few steps, you will reach Rong Village when you open the door.

Yi Lianghui said: "After the incident, I went to Rong Village and found nothing in the haunted house.

On the contrary, the withered peach tree next to the house is a bit strange, but I am not very skilled and I can’t tell what’s strange about the peach tree. I will take you two over there…”

Yi Lianghui's skills are not very good, but he is just being modest.

He is already a leader among his peers.

But the one in front of him was Yu Lanxi, whose cultivation was better than his even with a paper doll substitute, and the other was a ghost messenger from the underworld. He had no reason to be proud.

The haunted old house is in the corner of the village and there are almost no people living nearby.

Mu Lingqing said: "There were people living nearby before, but the villagers said they always heard ghosts crying and wolves howling, so they didn't dare to live nearby anymore."

"It's that peach tree." Yi Lianghui pointed to the peach tree in front of the house with only dead branches left.

Yu Lanxi looked up and down at the peach tree with thick branches and spreading twigs. If it were in bloom, it would definitely be a beautiful sight.

The wind blows, and a whiff of peach blossom fragrance comes with the wind.

Pink peach petals are flying towards us.

Yu Lanxi opened his palms, and peach petals fell into his palms.

All of this seems familiar.

Looking up, the old peach tree had not bloomed, let alone had a single green leaf, adding to the desolate look of the old, abandoned house.

"There is a faint fairy air." Yu Lanxi watched the petals dissipate in her palm, as fragile as melting snow.

"It really seems to be a fairy spirit... I wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't told me..." Fan Liu said, "You are really knowledgeable."

Nowadays, spiritual energy is scarce, and it is simply impossible to cultivate to become a god or an immortal.

It is difficult to judge what immortal spirit is without having come into contact with objects related to immortals.

"Fairy air?" Mu Lingqing regretted not looking at the petals carefully.

Yi Lianghui even looked around the old house. When he thought that an immortal had been here before, he suddenly felt that the old house was not so gloomy anymore.

"This room is so clean." Fan Liu touched the soul-catching rope hanging around his waist.

It's not clean in the literal sense, but there is no trace of wandering ghosts here.

This is very unusual.

As we all know, a house that has been abandoned for a long time will become dirty and dilapidated and will be inhabited by wandering ghosts.

But this old house is clean and tidy, without a trace of gloomy air.

Mu Lingqing asked: "Is there a barrier?"

"It's possible, but this barrier is hidden too well, and I don't know how to open it." Fan Liu had already scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found nothing unusual.

"I have the key." Yu Lanxi threw the drop of red blood into the air.

A faint scent of peach blossoms can be smelled ahead.

Yu Lanxi walked forward without looking around, and the others followed him, and they saw that the old house had disappeared in front of them.

In front of us, under the peach tree with petals falling and blooming wildly, a dozen students in high school uniforms were standing crowded together.

The peach tree was covered by a huge irregular flesh ball, which was about four meters tall, with bumpy skin all over, and many painful and sad faces on it.

There was dark mist surrounding the meatball. With each collision, the flower branches that looked like pink clouds turned dark and fell down in clusters.

The students saw the black air encroaching and huddled tightly against the tree trunk.

Fan Liu swung the soul-catching rope out, but it was bounced back by the black energy on the meat ball.

"What the hell is this?"

The soul-catching rope can restrain ghosts, so how can it be bounced back?

Mu Lingqing and Yi Lianghui threw out talismans, chanted spells, and used fire and lightning talismans, but they were just like tickling and did not cause much damage to the meat ball.

Yu Lanxi didn't look at the big meatball, but at the peach tree with lush flowers.

The more I look at it, the more familiar it looks.

Something flashed through his mind, and he was about to capture those images...

The big meat ball bounced towards him, and countless mouths on its body opened greedily, trying to devour the Yin energy and merits from Yu Lanxi's body.

Yu Lanxi kicked the big meatball with a flying kick and made hand gestures.

The sky and the earth changed color, rumbled, and purple lightning struck the big meatball from the thick clouds.

"It's very rude to interrupt someone's thinking." Yu Lanxi said coldly.

If this thing hadn't suddenly rushed towards him, he would have grabbed the thing that flashed through his mind.

It's not a pleasant feeling to be about to remember something but be interrupted.