Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The lights of the falling star and the demon carp kept flickering in the darkness, each time representing the disappearance of a spirit monster, but even so, there was still an endless stream of those spirit monsters.

In order not to hurt the innocent, Yang Xing and Yan Yufeng guided those things to leave the inn slowly, but found that there were also many ghosts on the street. two people.

Seeing that this was not going to work, Yan Yufeng said in a deep voice, "Look for their real bodies!"

Yang Xing formed seals with his hands, and a huge spirit descending array appeared under his feet.

"give me some more time!"

As soon as the spirit descending array came out, the spirit monsters didn't dare to get too close, so Yang Xing took this opportunity to wave his staff to feel the source of the spirit monster's power.

After a while, Yang Xing suddenly opened his eyes: "Southeast corner!"

Yan Yufeng swung the demon carp in an instant and attacked towards the southeast corner. Countless spirit monsters were removed, revealing a figure of a child floating in the air.

The child's whole body was pitch black, his hands and feet were also black, as if he had been scorched, his face was bloody and bloody, only a pair of eyes were frighteningly black.

Yan Yufeng didn't hesitate anymore, and attacked with a whip, but the child giggled and disappeared in an instant, along with all the spirits around him.

The two didn't dare to be careless, and the crying sound from the wind clearly indicated that the thing didn't go away.

Suddenly, the crying gradually became shriller, even mixed with a few words, Yang Xing listened carefully and found it was a woman's voice:

"Woooooo...I hate it so much..."

"My child... woo..."

"child……"

After Yang Xing heard the word "child", a picture scroll suddenly unfolded in front of his eyes, countless memories were piled up crazily, and many pictures appeared in his mind.

At the beginning, it was a big family who were celebrating the newborn, and countless guests came and went. The owner of the house walked into the bedroom beamingly.

In the bedroom, a woman was holding her child in horror, as if she was afraid of being seen by others, and she didn't even want to hand it over to the nurse.

The screen switched, and the owner, who was beaming just now, was standing in the room with a pale face, pointing at the woman angrily, as if cursing.

The woman cried and hugged her child, knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, but the owner of the house was unmoved and forced someone to take her child away.

At the moment when the child was handed over to someone else, Yang Xing could see clearly that there were large black spots on the child's body, and the shape was terrifying.

The subsequent plot was shocking. Perhaps the owner was afraid that the child would be a disaster, or he had heard rumors that the child was not his own, so he ordered the child to be burned to death.

The woman rushed to the courtyard like a madman, snatched her child back, scolded everyone, then lifted the child high - fell to her death.

Afterwards, she picked up the child, stepped into the flames step by step, and lay down forever...

The scene suddenly changed again, the originally lively courtyard became dark and cold, countless children with long hands and long feet were crawling in the courtyard, all the servants were scared away, the owner invited many spiritual masters, but none of them could do anything, In the end, he had no choice but to abandon the house and flee here with the rest of the people.

At the end of the picture, a woman in black is holding a child, standing in the courtyard with a smile, as if singing a little song to the child. The hoarse and broken singing passes through the courtyard and floats in the dark night sky.

……

Yan Yufeng completed the damaged part of the spiritual array, feeling uneasy, suddenly raised his head, and found that Yang Xing was walking out of the spiritual array step by step with a confused expression on his face!

His heart immediately rose, and he rushed over to grab him: "Yang Xing!"

Yang Xing suddenly came back to his senses, only then did he realize what he saw just now, his face turned pale immediately:

"I... seem to know the origin of that ghost..."

Yan Yufeng frowned, and injected a heart-cleaning mantra into his body, "Don't worry, speak slowly, what did you see just now?"

Feeling that the discomfort in his body was greatly relieved, Yang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "I saw... the past of that ghost."

After telling Yan Yufeng the general plot, Yan Yufeng frowned and said, "It sounds like an ordinary spirit monster, how could it have such strong spiritual power?"

Yang Xing shook his head: "I didn't think about it either, and, have you noticed that we haven't seen a ghost yet?"

Yan Yufeng immediately realized: "That woman?"

Yang Xing: "That house should be easy to find, look for it."

"it is good."

The two headed west all the way, the center of the town was the most prosperous residential area, and on both sides was a large piece of land with few buildings. It took a long time to walk through the night to see a lonely courtyard.

The courtyard was dilapidated on the outside, and a cloud of black air was shrouded above it. Although the door was half-closed, it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Yan Yufeng thought of Yang Xing's performance before, paused, and said, "I'll go in and have a look first, you wait here for me."

Yang Xing: "I'll go in with you."

Yan Yufeng was startled, and turned to look at the young man beside him. The young man's eyes were firm, as if he was not afraid.

Yan Yufeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yang Xing: "Actually, there is still a little bit, but..."

Yang Xing's expression suddenly became a little pitiful, and there was a sad light in his pupils.

"Seeing their past, I feel that they are actually just poor people. The child was born with a birthmark, which is not an ominous thing, but he was treated like that. The mother does not want her child to be burned alive. In desperation, I learned about his life with my own hands... Both of them are innocent and pitiful people."

"..."

Yan Yufeng was stunned for a while, then nodded, "Then... if you can save him, let's do it."

"it is good."

……

The courtyard was as cold as a cellar, and Yang Xing felt a chill hit his face as soon as he stepped over the threshold. He called Luo Xing and walked in quietly.

The yard is actually not big, and several rooms have long been dilapidated, and only the door of one side room is intact.

The two looked at each other and approached the room from both sides.

The weird singing sounded again, as if someone was singing in the room, and it seemed that countless children were running around the room.

Yang Xing clenched Luo Xing tightly, quickly closed and opened his eyes, raised his breath and pushed open the door:

The singing stopped abruptly, the room was empty, there was nothing, the doors and windows were covered with thick dust, it could be seen that no one lived in it for a long time.

Yan Yufeng walked in first, scanned around, shook his head, but found no ghosts.

But Yang Xing just felt strange, that thing... he always felt that he was nearby, and the feeling of being watched was still lingering.

At this time, Yan Yufeng suddenly realized something, and looked up calmly, this glance made him hold the demon carp in his hand tightly:

A woman was lying on the beam, her face could not be seen clearly, her long hair was hanging down, and a child was curled at the end, the same one they had seen on the street before.

The woman's hands were curled up, her sharp nails glowed coldly, and she was slowly crawling towards the place where Yang Xing was.

Without hesitation, Yan Yufeng swung his whip fiercely, a red light struck, and the woman screamed and disappeared into the air.

Yang Xing was startled, and also waved Luo Xing, sealing the whole room. The ghost couldn't escape for a while, and crawled around the room angrily. The speed was extremely fast, and every time the two attacked, they missed.

Yan Yufeng squinted his eyes, and the world in his eyes slowed down a lot in an instant. He could see the trajectory of the woman's movements clearly. Before the woman moved next time, Yan Yufeng whipped out swiftly, and the red light of the demon carp was hitting right On a woman's body!

The sharp shouts almost pierced people's eardrums, Yang Xing frowned to block his hearing, and followed Yan Yufeng to attack the ghost.

The woman was able to dodge at first, but then seeing that she couldn't dodge, she screamed and threw herself at Yan Yufeng, but when she touched the demon carp, she dissipated instantly, and when she formed a human form again, her figure was already thinner.

Just when he was about to succeed, a small black figure suddenly rushed towards Yang Xing!

Yang Xing thought that he was in the spirit séance array, and the spirit monster would not get close to him, so he was unprepared for a moment, and when he was caught straight, he felt a burning sensation in his chest instantly.

"Oh!..." Yang Xing exhaled in pain, and his eyes became a little dark.

Yan Yufeng immediately changed his face, and mercilessly waved his whip to disperse the woman's figure, and a whip shadow hit the spirit monster that was on Yang Xing's body.

With a sound of "Pa!", the spirit monster lay on the ground the moment it was hit, and did not move.

Yan Yufeng didn't care about other things, rushed over to help Yang Xing, and was busy checking his situation.

Yang Xing's chest material has been blackened a lot, and even the inside shows signs of being burned.Yan Yufeng's face darkened, and his gaze at the spirit monster next to him became terrifying.

Seeing Yan Yufeng's emotional agitation, Yang Xing reluctantly took his hand: "Don't..."

Yan Yufeng's expression softened a little, and he held Yang Xing's hand instead: "Don't move, just treat yourself, I'll be fine soon."

Just as he was about to get up to take care of the spirit monster, Yan Yufeng suddenly heard the sound of chanting a mantra. He held the demon carp tightly and looked towards the door.

"Be careful, someone is coming."

Yang Xing was already sweating a lot on his forehead. Hearing Yan Yufeng's words, he looked up at the door and saw a vague figure.

The man attacked while chanting a spell, and countless little ghosts outside the house were quickly subdued, and golden lights kept flashing in the courtyard.

Yan Yufeng's expression suddenly relaxed for a moment, and his voice also had a little smile: "It's actually him."

Yang Xing asked, "Who?"

Yan Yufeng glanced at him and said, "Your old friend."

friend?Yang Xing was stunned, he had very few friends in this world, the only one who could be regarded as a good relationship, Bai Yesheng, was still clouding the land of Sichuan, the rest...

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "Could it be Qi Shu?!"

This time the sound was too loud, dragging the wound, and immediately coughed in pain.

Yan Yufeng quickly supported him and said, "Stop talking for now."

Hearing the conversation, the man in the courtyard seemed to realize that there was still someone in the house, and immediately became vigilant, "Who's in there?"

Then a red light flew from the house, and Qi Shu dodged to avoid it, only to realize that the red light was directed at a little ghost remaining behind him, and the little ghost dissipated in an instant when it came into contact with the red light.

He was stunned for a long time, and finally remembered who the red light belonged to.

"Brother Yan, Brother Sikong, you are here too!"