It didn't take long for Ming Chuan to feel a cool breeze blowing around him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, suddenly, the lights dimmed.

There is an electric current in the huge crystal chandelier that makes a sizzling sound. The crystal pendant swayed in the cool breeze.

"Here we are. Ming Chuan heard such a sentence whispered from his mouth.

The exorcist in the dream didn't make any moves, and still sat on the sofa for a long time, tasting the best tea in the teacup.

The wind blew more and more violently, and the locked door was blown open with a thud.

A gust of wind blew in his face, and even Ming Chuan in his dream could feel the burning pain in his cheeks, but the exorcist still sat upright, his eyelids lowered and he didn't move.

I give 99 points to this forced pretend. Ming Chuan secretly complained in his heart.

After a few moments, the wind stopped.

The crystal lamp overhead made a burst of vibration sound, and countless crystal pendants kept colliding, making a messy sound.

Then, a loud bang was heard, and the huge crystal lamp fell and landed in front of Ming Chuan, smashing the glass coffee table in front of him.

Ming Chuan felt a fine piece of glass collapse, cutting through his shirt and exposed skin, and a thin streak of blood flowed from the back of his hand.

The exorcist just lifted his eyelids, brought the teacup to his lips, and took a sip gently.

The shattered crystal and glass were mixed together, blown by the wind, turning slowly at first, then faster and faster, until finally a huge tornado of shimmering light formed in front of him.

The exorcist (Ming Chuan) raised his head and took a look, the quilt was placed on his lap, and he only held it with his left hand, and took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms with his free right hand.

The blood on the back of his hand fell on the rune paper, smudging a bright red.

Ming Chuan heard a series of unexplained syllables coming out of his mouth, and he soon realized that it was the exorcist chanting a mantra.

Immovable Ming King Mantra.

Unlike the short incantation he knew, the meaningless syllables were now being spit out through his mouth one by one, chanting in that deep, magnetic voice, over and over again, over and over again.

The four corners of the room glowed strangely, and the spells that had been placed there were activated.

A sharp scream rang in my ears.

A massive tornado of shattered glass and crystals collapsed.

The screams became more and more harsh, and the exorcist continued to chant the incantation as if he could not hear it at all, without any change in every syllable.

For the concentration of this exorcist, Ming Chuan couldn't help but admire.

Four rays of light shot out from the four corners, forming four slender rays of light that twisted and swirled in the air before condensing into one.

The surrounding ghost qi surged, but under the movement of those rays, those ghost qi never formed a climate and could not be condensed.

The light dispersed the ghostly energy and then refocused it, and the long ray of light seemed to twist into a twist, binding those ghostly qi.

Then, the light flew in front of Ming Chuan with a ghostly aura, as if attracted by a huge gravitational force, and flew into his feet.

It was only at this time that Ming Chuan noticed that there was a small magic circle drawn at the feet of himself, or rather, the exorcist, and in the center of the magic circle, a little green light was faintly flickering. The light that bound the ghostly energy flew towards the green light.

When the light was about to fly into the green light, suddenly, the ghost qi bound by it suddenly struggled hard, burst out with the last of its strength, broke free from the restraints, and fled quickly.

However, the ghost energy did not completely escape, and Ming Chuan found that the exorcist he was pretending to suddenly speed up the recitation of the incantation, and the power of the incantation was stronger than before, and those rays of light tightened suddenly, dragging the remaining ghost qi into the green point of light.

Then, the exorcist (Ming Chuan) raised his head and looked at the part of the ghost qi that had escaped, thoughtfully.

When everything calmed down, the couple walked out. The man asked tremblingly, "Is everything going well?"

"Well, there was a little accident. The exorcist (Ming Chuan) smiled slightly.

"Why? didn't work out?" the woman's voice was a little sharp, and even if it was just ordinary speech, it turned into a question in her mouth.

"It's not unsuccessful. The exorcist stood up, patted the dust off his body, and bent down to pick up the green light on the ground.

After the power of the rune array faded, the green light also dimmed, revealing its original appearance, just as Ming Chuan expected, what was lying in the palm of his hand was a magata.

"What do you mean?" the woman asked, frowning, apparently not satisfying the exorcist's answer.

"Part of the ghost's soul escaped. The exorcist said lightly while gently rubbing the magatama in his palm, the warm jade texture brought an excellent touch, through the exorcist's fingers, Ming Chuan could feel the energy contained in it flowing slowly, with a cold chill.

"Escaped?" the woman was stunned and then asked, "Since you escaped, why don't you chase after you?!"

"There's no need to chase. The exorcist shook his head with a smile, "Although I escaped partially, it is just a remnant soul, and it will no longer cause any harm to you." ”

After a pause, the exorcist raised his head and looked in the direction where the ghost qi had fled, and said with a smile: "And I just felt that there seems to be a wonderful fate connected to this female ghost's body. I'm a little curious about what kind of cause and effect this fate will cause. ”

"Huh?" the employer and his wife didn't understand what the exorcist was saying. However, it is clear that this result is very unhappy with them.

The argument that followed seemed pointless, and the noise grew farther and farther away, and then the scene changed as the scene shifted.

Ming Chuan looked left and right and found himself standing on the bank of a river. The stone pavement under my feet was a little damp, as if it had just rained lightly.

The white full moon seemed to be so close that it seemed to be within reach with just one hand. The moonlight was bright, gilding the surrounding surroundings with a layer of silvery light, and at the same time, the darkness became more intense.

Such a night is full of strangeness.

Although the surface of the water looked very clear and completely different from the current turbidity, Mingchuan still saw at a glance that this river was the Meili River. It's just that because the scenery on the street is completely different, he can't tell which section of the Meri River is here.

"Sir, is it here?" the middle-aged man asked hesitantly.

Ming Chuan turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man, and found that the other party was the previous employer, the cheating husband of the couple.

"Yes, right here. Ming Chuan heard a low, magnetic voice coming from his mouth. His consciousness was still in the exorcist's body.