In such a short period of time, Zhang Liying's heart has turned up and down I don't know how many thoughts. Of course, she wanted to put the protection of Ji Ao and them in the first place, but she really couldn't bear to watch Wang Zitao being caught by the ghost.

If Wang Zitao wasn't so cowardly and slimy, even if he behaved more capable, Zhang Liying wouldn't think it was necessary for her to think about him, but when she looked at his current appearance, would she be able to ignore him?

Zhang Liying used as little movement as possible to take off the ghost beads and Linglong from her wrist and put them in her pocket. Wang Zitao, who was beside her, already showed a frightened and stupid expression, stiff and motionless.

I hope he knows how to protect himself, Zhang Liying thought to herself, and was ready to stand up. Anyway, he is an ordinary human being, as long as he pretends to be casual and walks forward, this ghost should not do anything to himself, right? Regardless of whether he doubts himself or not, he should not come to see if there are still people in the bushes, right?

At this moment, a person's hand suddenly stretched out, held down Zhang Liying and Wang Zitao at the same time, and sternly ordered them in their ears: "If you don't want to be discovered by him, don't move, don't make a sound......

Nightstar felt a strange fluctuation, as if it was ...... Flying swords, yes, are a kind of vibration unique to flying swords. How could anyone use a flying sword here? Now there are very few flying swords in the yang world, after all, the materials for refining flying swords cannot be made up at all in the human world.

Could it be that there is a colleague here? Could it be that the act of erasing human memories in violation of the law just now has already been seen? That's not okay, whether it's bribery or threats, in short, you have to get the other party to agree not to talk about your own business.

Night Star thought to himself, and walked over to remove the nine-mile incense bush. There was a lot of fallen leaves from the surrounding trees in the Kulika bush, and many insects crawled in it, but nothing else was seen. He shook his head, it seems that he really drank too much, forget it, let's go back to sleep.

Today's harvest is really good, and the trip is really worthwhile, and the bonus of one ghost bead is enough for a few drinks. He tossed the bead in his hand as he staggered away humming a tune.

Zhang Liying let out a long breath. She kept trying to hold her breath, and if the ghost didn't leave, she would suffocate to death. She turned around and rested her head on the person behind her, feeling that she didn't even have the strength to stand up: "Ji Ao, thank you for saving my life......"

"What the hell is going on?" Ji Ao pulled her up from the ground half-supported and half-hugged, "Why are you hiding from that ghost? You were in danger just now, were you?

Wang Zitao finally came back to his senses, and saw that there was a young man in black behind him, who was talking to Zhang Liying affectionately.

The boy was born very handsome, and the jade tree was in the wind, and he looked vigorous. Generally speaking, regardless of gender, beautiful things would have made people feel good, but looking at his outfit, Wang Zitao felt that he couldn't have a good impression of him.

The black ancient robe on this young man's body was embroidered with ghost heads and decorative patterns of hell, which was clearly the civil official dress of the underworld recorded in the book......

Zhang Liying is really related to Yin Si. As soon as he thought of this, Wang Zitao's legs became weak, but he knew that standing face to face like this, there was no possibility for him to escape, so he simply stood there with a broken jar, looking at his toes in a daze.

"Wang Zitao, don't you think you need to explain it to me!"

Zhang Liying's voice came, and Wang Zitao breathed a sigh of relief, what should come will come after all.

"I ...... I ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't know where to start, and looked at Zhang Liying in a daze.

Seeing Wang Zitao looking at herself pitifully, Zhang Liying was a little soft-hearted just now, and suddenly remembered that dream, remembered Yutong's pitiful death, and her tone became stern again: "Mr. Ghost Master, you still tell me, what is your purpose, right? Why do you harm people for a while, and pretend to be a master of the world to save people for a while." ”

"I, I ......"

"Hey, you give me 'me, I' try it again!" Zhang Liying gave him a blank look and roared.

"I'm not a ghost master, I don't want to hurt anyone!"

"How did Yutong die? Don't tell me it's okay with you!" Seeing that Wang Zitao turned that evil ghost into a ghost servant, Zhang Liying really understood Wang Zitao's identity.

The ghost master has the ability to turn evil ghosts into ghost servants. Zhang Liying remembers this sentence clearly in Black Bean's notes.

"Say, how did Yutong die? Don't tell me you don't know! Don't tell me that the borrowing of life is not true, because I also had that 'dream' that day!"

"I don't really know, I thought the ceremony was ...... Be...... At my level, I can't do that kind of thing, right...... I didn't expect ...... Oh my God, how could I do such a thing......" In the face of Zhang Liying's pressing step by step, Wang Zitao cried and mourned, and as he spoke, he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and groaned.

Only then did Ji Ao figure out that this young man was a ghost master. He stepped forward and stood between Wang Zitao and Zhang Liying. He didn't believe that the cowardly image shown by Wang Zitao was true, the various bad deeds of the ghost master that Heidou said had taken root in his heart, and in his opinion, this was just an acting skill that this ghost master wanted to deceive Zhang Liying.

"Do you know what it is to act against the sky and use evil magic to harm people?" Ji Ao's voice was very cold, and he directly sent the chill into Wang Zitao's bone marrow.

"Hell, hell......" Wang Zitao muttered to himself, and there was only one thought left in his mind now.

"So, you admit that you made the ritual of borrowing your life, and Yutong was also killed by you!" Zhang Liying herself almost became a victim of that ceremony, and when she said this, she was angry, "You say, who is that person? Who is the person who asked you to help him borrow his life!"

Although the ghost master is hateful, the person who exchanged money or other things for other people's lives for his own life is even more unforgivable, Zhang Liying has to find him out.

"Yes, yes......"

"Who!"

"My cat, white, snowy......"

Wang Zitao's mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, and his father depended on him for his life, but Wang Zitao had a serious illness when he was six years old. Wang Zitao's father is a descendant of the ghost master, of course, he can see that his son is actually terminally ill and has no cure, but how can he watch his only son die like this.

The clansmen have passed down the life-borrowing spell for thousands of years, and it is of course impossible to keep it all the time. Although he nominally abides by the rules of the clan and cannot use this spell casually, as the patriarch, he knows that there are exceptions to everything.

There have been several precedents in their family's history for the use of this spell. Every time the object of life acceptance is the dearest and beloved person of the spell caster, which he is still proud of as a patriarch, they are not for fame, fortune and power, but only to save their relatives to use this spell, so even if there are thousands of things, they have not jumped out of human nature.

Maybe he didn't think so when he first took over the position of patriarch, but when he looked at his sick and dying child, he suddenly understood the mood of those seniors.

He can do anything to save his loved ones, to avoid the pain of watching his loved ones die in front of him again......

Wang Zitao fell into memories and talked about the incident:

"At that time, I was almost unconscious, but my father forcibly took me home from the hospital, and he comforted me all the way, saying that my illness would be cured soon...... Dad never lied to me, and sure enough, when I got home, I woke up and all the pain was gone, and my body was running and jumping as if I hadn't been sick......"

When Wang Zitao said this, the look of surprise on his face showed that the joy of being reborn at that time was still in his heart. But this joy is just a fleeting moment, Wang Zitao recalled everything back then, everything that was not very clear in the mind of a six-year-old child at that time, and now his heart suddenly became very clear.

"It turns out that the death of Li Jing's husband twenty years ago was your father's ......" Zhang Liying never doubted the reason for Wang Zitao, it was because of his age, when Teacher Cheng died in the death ceremony twenty years ago, how old was Wang Zitao? It is impossible for him to master such a profound spell at the age of six.

"Your father ...... now" If Wang Zitao's father suddenly jumped out, he and Ji Ao could only think about running away.

"Dead ......," Wang Zitao said in a calm tone, "after my illness was cured, my father committed suicide by taking poison." Later I learned that this is called one life for one life. He can't save me with his own life, so he uses his own life to repay the man who lent me his life......"

After seeing the truth written in his father's suicide note, Wang Zitao's spirit almost collapsed. My father's death was not a heart attack, it was suicide! and he committed suicide because he had saved himself with sorcery.

Wang Zitao couldn't believe it, no, he was unwilling to believe it. If he had believed this, wouldn't his father's death have become his sin? If he had a choice, he would have preferred to die at the age of six according to the destiny of heaven rather than involve the death of an innocent man and his father.

Therefore, he refused to seriously cultivate those so-called magical spells, because the more powerful the spell, the more it proved that the ritual of borrowing life that his father said might be true, so he locked himself in his house and did not go to see people in the outside world, because he was afraid that he would really see ghosts, demons and the like, and if there were really those in the world, it would mean that his father's suicide note might be true......

Later, Wang Zitao himself didn't know whether he wanted to forget his father's suicide note, or whether he wanted to completely forget the past.

"I don't have any relatives...... If those people don't count...... "In Wang Zitao's mind, the words his uncles, aunts and relatives are incompatible, "There are only cats and cats around me, and in the past ten years, there are only cats and cats...... So I don't want to watch it die......"

More than ten years is already the limit of a cat's life, even if the cat believes in the turtle-style health philosophy of trying not to move, but it is not a turtle after all.

For more than ten years, when the veterinarians heard this number, they immediately showed a relaxed smile, and then comforted him: "It is already equivalent to the age of 90 years of human beings, and you should be happy for its longevity." ”

How could he be happy? Even money can't solve it, no matter how much money is paid, those veterinarians are just perfunctory, right?

He didn't know how he came up with the ridiculous idea of holding a life-borrowing ceremony. Maybe it was because that day, he heard the veterinarian announce that the cat had only a few days left to live, so he drank alcohol, maybe it was because he couldn't accept the cat's death, so he wanted to do something;

Maybe it's because in the past few years, although he has tried his best to forget, everything about the life-borrowing ritual is always spinning in his mind, and he will pop up whenever he finds the opportunity, or maybe it's because he knows that it is impossible for him to complete the ritual himself, because the ritual needs to be used in advance to delineate the caster's flesh and bones to delineate the scope of the spell......