Chapter 122: It's not easy to be a spirit

The wind whistling in my ears grew louder and louder, even clearer than the movement of the surrounding speech.

Li Xiao's soul was defeated?

Are you talking about me......

At this point, my body was getting lighter and lighter, and I almost couldn't feel myself, and all the pain from the wound just now was gone.

I tried hard to open my eyes, and my whole body seemed to float.

I heard the dark shadow man who rushed over very angry, and shouted loudly:

"You're tired of living, aren't you? After a little bit of kung fu, you're invincible in the world, aren't you?"

It sounded familiar to me, but I couldn't remember who it was.

It's not Daoist Master Xu Youcai, nor is it Xingyi Boxing Master Brother Zhang...... But who else around me can have this ability?

Then I heard a violent crash, a dozen or so hits in a row, and finally the crisp sound of the weapon breaking, accompanied by the cry of pain......

After about two minutes or so, there was silence again.

It seems that the white-robed man has been cleaned up.

I couldn't open my eyes, they were hazy, as if they were covered by something, and I kept waving my arms and feet in a hurry, but it didn't work.

At this time, I heard Zhang Dali's worried voice:

"Senior, senior, Li Xiaohe...... He's out of breath, what can he do?"

When did I die of breath, didn't I feel good, and I still had consciousness and consciousness, and I could even hear the words clearly, but I was in a coma temporarily.

I secretly scolded that big fool in my heart, and at the same time I was very anxious, why didn't I wake up yet.

The master, who is called the senior, said:

"Don't worry, there is still one breath left in my heart, I have just helped him seal it, I don't know much about shouting soul pulling techniques, take him to a safe place first, and then find a Taoist to help!"

"Well, okay, listen to the seniors. ”

……

After listening to their conversation, I was a little confused.

At first, they said that I was gone, and they thought they were mocking me for being knocked unconscious, and now they say that I only have one breath left.

But I feel completely healthy, everything is fine, I just can't see.

What the hell is going on here?

I heard Zhang Dali, who seemed to be carrying something, and with a "bang!", he hit the pillar next to the shop.

That Zhang Dali hurriedly apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

At this time, I suddenly felt a shake of my head, and my originally hazy eyelids were pulled twice, and the bright light shot into my eyes, which still made me a little unable to see clearly.

I closed my eyes and slowly tried to open them.

This time it was more instantaneous, and I gradually saw the surrounding scene.

The first thing that caught my eye was a corpse with wide eyes, and I was startled, and when I looked closely, I realized that it was the white-robed man just now.

His white robe was full of gray footprints, and his long sword had been broken in two, and the half of the tip of the sword was inserted into his heart, and from his unclosed eyes, he knew the misery before he died.

I looked at him in the eye, and his bloodshot eyes were staring at me.

I said "Huh", isn't it?

How do I see him from this angle?

I looked sideways and was shocked, why did I float in mid-air?

Right now, I was the place where I had just experienced a fight, but I was floating in the air, level with the roof of the shop.

I tried to twist my body, but it was hard to control myself, and I was swaying around, like a grasshopper that couldn't swim, and I was thrown into a fish tank, panicked.

In a panic, I turned my head and saw Zhang Dali, who had not gone far, and the man in black who had not gone far.

I hurriedly shouted:

"Zhang Dali, you wait for me, save me!"

However, my voice became ethereal and distant, and it was very different from that of ordinary people.

And I saw that Zhang Dali was still carrying a corpse on his body.

I shouted again:

"Brother Dali, are you so deaf, help me!"

As I shouted, the man in black who was walking in front seemed to hear something, slowly stopped, and turned to look in my direction.

Zhang Dali also turned around and asked curiously:

"What's wrong?"

The man in black sighed and said:

"It should be Li Xiao's soul, which is still shaking nearby, but unfortunately we can't see it for the time being, and we can only rely on himself during this time...... Hey, I hope he can survive this. ”

With the words of the man in black, I gradually saw the corpse on Zhang Dali's body clearly.

Isn't this me?

Looking at myself covered in blood and already bloodless, I was stunned.

The words of the man in black are obvious......

Could it be that I'm already dead?

I raised my arm in disbelief and let out a sigh of relief, which instantly seemed to be a layer of ice mist on my skin......

The man in black walked towards me, but he couldn't find my location, just looked up at the air around him and said:

"Li Xiao, if it were you, you should be able to hear me. ”

"Your soul was accidentally beaten out, I will protect your corpse during this time, and your soul body will depend on you. ”

"Don't wander around the world anymore, honestly find the way to live three lives, go to the underworld and wait. ”

"When the time comes, we'll find a way to get you out. ”

……

After finishing speaking, the man in black let out a long sigh, turned to Zhang Dali and said:

"Let's go. “

I stopped in mid-air, watching the man in black and Zhang Dali leave with my own corpse on my shoulder, full of loss and helplessness.

This...... How did I become a soul?

I don't know what time it is, the game of Sky Wolf should have started a long time ago.

So in my current state, am I dead or not?

No matter what happens to the wolf, I don't have the heart to think about it, I'm a lonely ghost, and I don't care what kind of bullshit wolf.

Let's find a way to get down to land first!

I used almost every method I could think of, breaststroke, butterfly, freestyle, yoga, xingyiquan, Taoist mantras, and even the Bodhisattva Amitabha, the Amen of Jesus......

But I still floated there for almost two hours, without any progress.

However, as time went by, the heavier the weight on my body became, and I don't know why, but I was gradually able to figure out the rules of controlling my body.

After another half hour, a gust of wind blew.

Like a kite with a broken string, I was swept away dozens of meters away in an instant, until I hit a big tree on the side of the road, and I grabbed the branch tightly and stabilized my body.

I kept scolding in anger, and suddenly felt that it was not easy to be a ghost.

I gasped for a few breaths, then hugged the tree and slowly moved down.

With the help of the big tree, this body is much easier to control.

It wasn't until I stepped on the ground with my feet that my body seemed to have inhaled something warm from under the ground, and I instantly became able to walk normally, and finally I was so full that I didn't float......

(Good night)