Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The dark room returned to calm, there was no sound, and the air was as heavy as stagnation.

Yan Yufeng stood silently at the door, the wound on his body was still bleeding, but he just looked down at Yang Xing, hesitating whether to go forward.

Yang Xing sat on the ground, his eyes were out of focus, and he still maintained the posture just now, and his right hand was still tightly holding the white gauze.

His eyes had recovered, even brighter than before, seeing more clearly, and the pupil color was bluer.

It was Rourou trying her best to repair his eyes with her remnant soul.

Yang Xing spoke suddenly, his voice hoarse: "It's all my fault."

Yan Yufeng frowned, but finally he couldn't help but walked forward, squatted halfway in front of Yang Xing, looked at him fixedly, and said softly, "It's not your fault."

He shook his head: "It's my fault, this is the path I chose."

"What I sow... bears fruit."

"It's just that I never thought that this bitter fruit would be swallowed by myself."

Yan Yufeng didn't understand what he was saying for a moment, but he still patted him on the shoulder lightly: "...Maybe, there is still a way."

Yang Xing's face is calm and terrifying:

"No……"

"It's... destiny."

Yan Yufeng wanted to persuade him again, but he saw Yang Xing suddenly closed his eyes and fell back silently.

He hurriedly reached out to catch it, only to realize that Yang Xing had consumed too much spiritual power, his body couldn't bear it, and passed out.

……

In the white mist, Yang Xing walked forward slowly.

His steps were heavy, but even heavier was his heart.

A stone weighed heavily on his heart, making it difficult for him to move, almost suffocating.

Qin Hao's figure appeared in front of him, his face full of excitement: "Yang Xing! The document has been found!"

The expected happy reaction was not seen, Qin Hao was taken aback for a moment, and only then noticed Yang Xing's expression.

He was surprised: "...what's the matter with you?"

Yang Xing raised his head and looked at his friend, with a tone of despair that he had never seen before: "Rourou is dead, I wrote it to death."

"..." Qin Hao sighed, "I saw it."

He persuaded gently: "Yang Xing, it's not your fault, you've tried your best to stop it."

Yang Xing's expression changed several times amidst sadness and anger, before he finally clenched his fists and hammered his head angrily: "I'm an idiot!"

Qin Hao stopped his hand: "Yangxing, don't worry, listen to me—I found that document, and it... is being updated."

Yang Xing was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Qin Hao's tone was heavy: "It's updating itself!"

"I have seen all your experiences."

"It's as if there is an invisible hand manipulating it."

"And... cannot be modified."

Yang Xing could hardly understand the situation: "How is it possible...it's incredible..."

Qin Hao smiled: "But it's unbelievable that you came to this world, isn't it?"

"So, our question now is how to make it stop, or in other words, what kind of state does it reach before it stops."

Yang Xing hadn't recovered from his sadness yet, so he just murmured following Qin Hao's words: "Stop... make it stop..."

Seeing this, Qin Hao was a little anxious, and shook Yang Xing's shoulders: "Yang Xing! You are the author. If you can come out, can't you still modify Rourou's ending?!"

These words were like a flash of lightning, suddenly lighting up Yang Xing's thoughts. He stared blankly at Qin Hao, suddenly became excited, and shouted: "Yes! You are right!"

"As long as I can go out, I will definitely be able to modify it!"

"Rou Rou can, can come back to life!"

Seeing that Yang Xing had finally regained his sanity, Qin Hao continued, "So now, we need to know why this book let you in."

Yang Xing calmed down slowly, and said: "This book... I didn't intend to finish writing it... The subject matter is too cold, and it's not my area of ​​expertise. If I write enough [-] words and get it on the keyboard, I'm going to throw it away. gone."

"Is it because of this?" Qin Hao wanted to laugh, "It... wants an ending?"

"The ending?..." Yang Xing was at a loss for a moment, "But I don't know what kind of ending I should give it... Besides, I have become the protagonist in the book now, so I don't know what will happen in the future..."

"This book doesn't even have an outline..."

Qin Hao immediately fell into thought: "Although there is no outline, there is always a general context."

"I think the man in black you met should be the villain in the book, and maybe not the final villain... Yang Xing, do you have any plans for this?"

Yang Xing shook his head: "The only villain I set is the Ghost King, and it has been sealed."

"Will it come out again?"

Yang Xing still shook his head: "In this world, once the ghost king is sealed, it will gradually weather with time, and it will turn into fly ash within a month or so."

"Besides, the ghost king in Yan's tomb has been destroyed by me. Even if he wakes up, he's just an ordinary corpse."

Qin Hao pondered: "So, it can only be the man in black... Who is he, and why did he kill so many people from the Yan family one after another?"

Yang Xing also felt at a loss, unable to catch any clues.

……

When Yang Xing woke up, he found that he had left the Yan family's cemetery and was being carried by a Yan family member, and a group of people were walking back.

He said that he was recovering well, and he asked the Yan family to let him go, so he could go by himself.

Seeing him wake up, Yan Yufeng asked, "Are you okay?"

Yang Xing shook his head: "I'm fine."

"By the way," he looked at Yan Yufeng, "how is your wound? Why is there so much blood? Have you bandaged it?"

Yan Yufeng paused, avoiding his gaze: "It's okay, I'll recover soon."

Yang Xing frowned: "Then it needs to be bandaged, are you really alright? Let me see."

As he spoke, he walked forward, reaching out his hand to see Yan Yufeng's back, it was here that he was hurt the most.

Yan Yufeng grabbed Yang Xing's hand with an unnatural expression: "Don't look at it."

Yang Xing wanted to ask again, when he heard Qi Shu coldly say from behind: "You care about yourself, I heard that your eyes hurt?"

Yang Xing turned around: "Eyes? Oh... yes, but... Rourou helped me..."

Speaking of this, thinking of Rou Rou's last smile, she suddenly felt down again.

Qi Shu wondered: "You mean Miss Rou Rou's soul has not dissipated? It's still in your eyes?"

Yang Xing nodded: "You can also say that... wait, why do you ask that? Is... is there any problem?"

Qi Shu was shocked and said: "The spirit envoy's contract is broken, but she still has a remnant soul?"

"So... Maybe Miss Rourou can still be saved."

Yang Xing's eyes widened suddenly.

Qi Shu thought about it: "I heard that there is a kind of grass called Jiling, which can reorganize the remnant soul."

"Is what you said true!" Yang Xing gripped Qi Shu's collar tightly, his excitement palpable.

Qi Shu struggled to break free from his hand: "What did I lie to you for!"

Yang Xing was shocked and excited, "Jilingcao can reorganize the remnant soul! In other words, there is really a way to save her! There is really a way to save her!"

Qi Shu nodded helplessly: "But you have to think about it, all her remnant soul is used to cure your eyes, if she returns to the spirit state..."

There is no need to explain the following, once Rou Rou leaves the body, Yang Xing's eyes will return to the previous state, seeing things will be blurry, although it will not cause blindness, it will become his very fatal weakness.

Yang Xing didn't care about that much at all, he just asked Qi Shu where he could get the spirit grass.

Qi Shu frowned: "Spiriting grass grows beside Biling Lake, but Biling Lake..."

"Biling Lake? Where is that?"

Xu Renli was walking slowly at the end of the team, when he heard the word Bilinghu, he replied with a smile:

"It's a difficult place to find. It is rumored that Biling Lake will only open on July [-]th every year, and you can only stay for one day if you enter it. There are a lot of rare treasures in it. It is the fairyland that every spiritual master dreams of."

"July [-]th?" Yang Xing looked at Xu Renli, "Then what day is it?"

"The third day of May."

...it's only two months away.

The disappointment on Yang Xing's face made Xu Renli shake his head with a smile: "Brother Sikong, no matter how dangerous the road to the Biling Lake is, no one knows whether the Jilingcao really has the effect of reviving the soul."

"Then... why is there such a place?"

"No one knows."

Yang Xing thought for a while, but still cheered himself up: "There is always a glimmer of hope. If you don't try it, how will you know it won't work?"

Although according to Qi Shu's description, it might be difficult for him to bring out the Spirit Sending Grass by himself.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little lost again: It would be great if Qin Hao was here, at least he could help him.

Zhao Qingyu had been walking silently at the end of the line, and suddenly said, "Renli, what did you bring out just now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Xu Renli.

Xu Renli was a little embarrassed immediately: "It's a book found in the main coffin."

Zhao Qingyu frowned tightly: "That book is an evil book, what are you keeping?"

Xu Renli smiled and said: "Don't worry, I naturally won't touch those things, I just want to know the methods used by those who practice sorcery, and if there is a way to break it, Qingyu, my personality , are you still worried?"

Zhao Qingyu was a little silent when he heard the words, and then coughed lightly: "It's up to you."

Yang Xing was suddenly curious, and asked Qi Shu in a low voice, "Are the two of them a couple?"

Qi Shu glanced at him: "You think too much, the two seniors are just friends."

Did you think too much... Yang Xing looked back at the two people, and felt that it was not like a simple friendship.

Yan Yufeng, who had been walking at the head of the team, heard all kinds of discussions behind him, looked back at Yang Xing, turned his head and smiled slightly.

The recovery is really fast.

When he was about to walk to Yan's house, Qi Shu suddenly said to Yang Xing: "Actually, I envy you very much for having a spirit envoy like Rou Rou."

Yang Xing was startled: "Why?"

Only then did he suddenly realize that among the spiritual masters he had seen so far, he seemed to be the only one who had signed a spiritual envoy contract.

Qi Shu's voice became very low: "Because this kind of contract is based on the life of the spiritual master as a bet."

"Once the psychic is severely injured, the psychic will be out of control."

"Someone once refined a powerful spirit envoy, but was killed by the spirit envoy in the end..."

"Besides, who is willing to become a spirit messenger for a powerful spirit monster to be driven by others?"

Speaking of this, Qi Shu looked at Yang Xing: "So, it is really a blessing to have a spirit envoy like Rou Rou."

Yang Xing was silent, Qi Shu's words undoubtedly made him more determined, and he was determined to find the sending spirit grass.

Since God has given him another way, no matter how difficult it is, he will do it!

After walking for a while, Qi Shu asked again: "By the way, where did Yan Yufeng's whip come from? I remember it was black before."

Yang Xing nodded: "Because I lost the previous one, Rou Rou found this one in the tomb, so I gave it to him."

Qi Shu's eyes suddenly became a little strange: "No wonder they are so strange, they are still shining."

"Glow?" Yang Xing was taken aback, looked at Yan Yufeng in front of him and the dark red demon carp on his waist, and didn't understand Qi Shu's meaning for a while: "What light?"

Qi Shu: "His whip glows red."

"You read it wrong, where did the red light come from?"

Qi Shu suddenly felt a little puzzled: "Really? It may be because some ancestors used it before. I always think that whip... is very interesting."

After thinking for a while, he shook his head again, putting the thought behind him.