"Master Qin, thank you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Shang Chengjun opened his mouth and handed over an envelope.

"You're welcome, Uncle Shang. ”

Qin Feng took the envelope and put it directly in his pocket.

Don't think about it, Qin Feng knows that inside this envelope is hexagram gold.

If the thickness of the stack, it is estimated that there are 30,000.

After a few words, Qin Feng left Shang Chengjun's house, and Qin Feng did not ask Shang Chengjun to send it.

Instead, he walked home alone.

Qin Feng pondered the little clay figure in his hand, and slowly thought in his heart.

Things are far from being as simple as they seem.

This little clay figure is the shelter of the imp.

It's inconceivable that such a dirty thing is actually popular in the market.

You must know that this kind of dirty thing, once something happens, will definitely be abandoned, and even, it can be said that it will be destroyed.

Although it is said that it is a little ghost and a dirty thing, it is not difficult to destroy this thing.

The reason why Qin Feng didn't let Shang Chengjun send it was because Qin Feng wanted to quickly check what kind of ghosts were raised here.

Qin Feng walked a few streets, turned a corner, and entered an alley mouth.

The dim streetlights looked a little eerie.

Qin Feng held the small clay figure in his hand in the palm of his hand.

The mental power in the body worked, and a mudra was sealed.

Suddenly, the little clay figure in the palm of his hand changed in an instant.

A sinister aura emerged from the little clay figure, and instantly enveloped the entire alley.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the changing scene in front of him.

And there was no other action.

This little clay figure was right in his own judgment, and it was indeed a living object of the Soul Technique.

It's just that the scene in front of him was a little unexpected for Qin Feng.

Because, this yin aura is too strong.

Qin Feng stood within the scope of this gloomy aura, and actually felt a trace of coldness.

You must know that when Qin Feng went to the underworld of the Nine Shadows Mansion, he didn't have this feeling.

An accommodating object in front of me actually made me feel this way.

If that's all there is, it's not surprising.

But as soon as Qin Feng thought that it was this thing that made Liu Xiulan sleepwalk, Qin Feng's heart was full of doubts.

Such a strong yin aura possessed Liu Xiulan, but Liu Xiulan did not have the slightest abnormality and inappropriateness.

This is where the doubts lie, Qin Feng and a feng shui monk feel the slightest discomfort, while Liu Xiulan, an ordinary person, actually has nothing to do.

You must know that ghosts possess people, and it is easy to absorb people's yang energy.

This is basically common sense and well known in the Feng Shui world.

And the situation in front of him made Qin Feng think of a possibility at once.

"The imp in this little clay figure has his own consciousness. ”

Qin Feng thought in his heart.

Qin Feng knew that ordinary little ghosts, raised out, were like puppets, they would only obey orders, and they would not have their own consciousness, and this one in front of him ......

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and pondered, and sure enough, the next scene immediately made Qin Feng affirm his thoughts.

A thick yin aura emanated.

A special aura fluctuation suddenly spread.

Qin Feng's divine sense moved.

What I perceive in front of me is a strong soul.

As soon as he came out, he rushed directly towards Qin Feng.

"Town!"

Qin Feng scolded in a low voice, and a talisman was directly activated.

Suppress this imp.

At this moment, Qin Feng began to look at this little ghost.

"Sure enough, it's a little ghost with his own consciousness. Now it's interesting. Qin Feng smiled slightly and muttered.

At this point, Qin Feng can be regarded as having figured it out.

The reason why this little clay figure is circulating in the market and nothing happens is because this little ghost has his own consciousness.

To put it simply, this little ghost is measured and knows the severity.

You have room to go, and you know what to do and what not to do.

That's why I didn't cause a big deal.

The little clay figurines have also survived to the present.

Soul Hunting is a very unique technique in the Feng Shui world.

It is also a kind of poisonous magic.

Generally speaking, this technique is only used to torture the enemy.

Feng Shui monks imprisoned the souls of their enemies so that they could not be reincarnated.

It's just that later, slowly, the purpose of raising a little ghost has changed.

Most Feng Shui monks raise ghosts to give themselves a helper, or a pathfinder.

You must know that some ancient tombs and some secret places in the feng shui world are all in great danger.

Although Feng Shui monks are different from ordinary people, they are still mortal after all.

That's why there is such a thing as a ghost.

The little ghost in front of him, Qin Feng guessed it at once.

This is supposed to be the refining of some Feng Shui monk and warlock.

It's just because this feng shui monk has run out of life.

Thus leaving this little clay figurine behind.

I just don't know why, the little ghost in this little clay figure has developed his own consciousness, and after some unknown reasons, maybe a certain tomb robber brought this little clay figure out of the ancient tomb, so as to have the current scene.

"Let me go, or I'll make your life worse than death. ”

Qin Feng came back to his senses, and the divine consciousness in his mind sounded the voice of this little ghost, a little hoarse and a little sharp.

"Teach me that life is better than death? It seems that you haven't seen the situation in front of you clearly, right?" Qin Feng smiled, and the momentum on his body suddenly burst out.

The little ghost in his own hands, his cultivation, according to the realm of feng shui monks, is to support death is also the realm of the late stage of qi cultivation.

In Qin Feng's eyes, it is no different from an ant, which can be crushed at will.

Qin Feng's huge momentum emanated.

Suddenly, this little ghost went out directly.

Qin Feng could clearly feel that the originally thick black figure seemed to be about to collapse.

"Big, big, master, I was wrong. Ask the master to raise his noble hand and let me go......"

In less than a second, this little ghost, who was still domineering just now, began to beg for mercy at this moment.

"Come, tell me about your situation. The momentum around Qin Feng converged.

Immediately started talking to this little ghost.

For this little ghost, Qin Feng was very interested.

Because Qin Feng knew that in the feng shui world, it was very rare for a little ghost to be able to form his own consciousness.

To exaggerate it, there is basically none.

At the very least, Qin Feng hadn't encountered it.

In two lives, Qin Feng also raised a little ghost in his previous life, which was used to explore the role of the underworld of the Nine Secluded Mansions.

Therefore, Qin Feng was very clear in his heart about this aspect.

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