Confirming that this was not a hallucination, and that the sound was coming from a very close distance, Moonrise turned her attention back to the white porcelain vase, turning it at an angle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The white porcelain vase was half a person's height, and although it was empty, it still carried a lot of weight, and Moonrise acted carefully so as not to break the bottle.

On the front of the bottle, a portrait of an ink figure is burned.

Covered with mossy green rocks and mountain streams, the rickety old man put aside the roughly woven lily hat and sat among the stone slabs to rest. The old man's gray hairline has receded to the back of his head, and he can be combed into Qing Dynasty braids without shaving, his sparse eyebrows hang down at the corners of his mouth, and the folds of time have carved deep marks on his face like a knife.

It was supposed to be a laid-back scene.

But only "as it should have been".

Because the old man's eyes in the picture made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The eyes that were almost frightened were cracked, revealing an indescribable treachery, and the tongue that was too red was sticking out long, as if waiting to taste the fresh fish caught.

There was a wave of nausea in her throat for no apparent reason, and Moonrise turned her head away and looked away.

When Yueli watched TV, she was quite interested in the treasure appreciation program, but she didn't remember which dynasty and which generation had such a special pattern......

Suddenly, a feeling of pressure hit my neck!

As if pinched by a bony hand, she looked down but couldn't see anything.

"Save ......" blushed with a suffocated face, but he couldn't say a word. The feeling of suffocation made her brain dizzy, and her vision blurred.

She struggled to get her hand on her neck, which seemed to be blocked by something, and could not be saved.

The moonrise was strangled uncomfortably, her eyes were dry, and she couldn't help but close her eyes tightly. I don't know if it's because of intracranial congestion, she only felt a scarlet halo everywhere in her eyelids, and when she opened it again, she was almost frightened by the sight in front of her.

I saw a pair of translucent rough hands penetrate the bottle, stretch out from the pattern, and tightly choke his throat.

Looking at the old man in the painting, he gradually transitioned from a translucent state to a solid body, his cloudy gray eyes bulged out, his wrinkled lips cracked into a large gap, and his blood-red tongue slowly stretched out, reaching the moonrise fiercely.

Where is this still an old man, it is clearly ...... Ghosts!

It was clear that there was nothing just now, but now, she panicked to stop the ghost's hand from touching a rough friction feeling. The strength of the old monster's hand lifted Moonrise off the ground.

It's no longer good, and I can't use my strength......

As soon as "Lu ......" squeezed out a word in his throat, he was tightly pinched by the withered palm, and his tongue stretched out.

It turns out that he has fallen into such a juncture, will Lu Yuan come to save himself in the first year? But he's still thousands of miles away...... Moon thought mockingly, tears oozing from the corners of her eyes.

"Oh......" Seeing that Moonrise was powerless to resist, the old monster let out a twisted and excited moan, and the curled and slippery tongue had touched Moonrise's face.

In the hazy eyes of tears, Yueyu saw that her body emitted an ice-blue light, like a silk satin, and all parts of her body slowly overflowed, and the heat was also withdrawn from her body, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, ...... It's all getting cold, going in the direction of the goblin......

……

"This old man, bully the little girl, don't be so hard."

A male voice mixed with a hint of frivolity sounded in the warmth, and with a "whew", a slender figure had already circled to the side of the moon.

In the blink of an eye, Fei Jiang had already grasped the tongue of the old monster.

"Uh......h Woo......" The old monster let out a low moan of pain.

Fei Jiang chuckled, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the old monster in the painting was dragged with his tongue and pulled out most of his head from the painting.

"Whew!" The old monster wailed loudly, and immediately let go of the moonrise, and held the edge of the porcelain with both hands fiercely, resisting the strength of Fei Jiang.

"Cough, cough," his neck was freed, and Moonrise suddenly sat down on the ground, clutching his throat and coughing.

The zombie's grim smile and the monster's painful and distorted posture made Moonrise almost breathless.

"Alas, it's really a good ornament, but it's a pity that this tongue really destroys the beauty." As Fei Jiang spoke, ten steel knife-like nails poked out and pierced through the old monster's tongue!

The old monster cried out loud, its mouth opened wide, and its eyeballs fell out of its sockets with a grunt, and they shrugged over their cheekbones.

Moonrise was so frightened that she hid behind Fei Jiang and grabbed his clothes.

I saw that the old monster continued to change, and pustules began to bulge on the wrinkled skin.

Fei Jiang was merciless and dragged hard! The ghost was lifted out of the picture scroll!

Only then did the moonrise see that in addition to the head and hands, this ghost was still in human form! It's exactly the shape of a toad! Especially the belly, the bulging is disgusting.

Suddenly, a black stench erupted from the old monster's navel, and its body twisted into an even less human shape, and quickly shrank.

It's so disgusting, Yueyu hurriedly covered her mouth and nose.

Soon, the goblin stopped moving at all, and its body gradually became transparent.

Moonrise was stunned by the change in front of her, and her eyes widened, and she saw that in the ghost's body, there was a trace of ice-blue interwoven fibers, which were somewhat similar to the ones that had been drawn from her body just now, but not so wide.

"See? Little girl. ”

"What? Ghosts? Moonrise was still in shock.

"This blue silk thread is the spirit of man, which exists in the seven spirits of the three souls and the seven spirits. After their death, the three souls and seven spirits either dissipated at the same time, or remained in heaven and earth. If you have a soul and a soul, you will not be human, and if you have a soul and no soul, you will not understand human nature! ”

Fei Jiang said that he exerted his strength, and in the transparent body left by the old monster, the blue fibers were squeezed out little by little. Fei Jiang's thin lips opened slightly, and his nose twitched slowly, and he began to inhale those shimmering silk threads into his body.

"This is called soul rest and longevity." Fei Jiang said, a slightly drunken expression on his face.

As the silk threads were withdrawn, the ghosts could no longer maintain even their transparent forms, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Little girl, come over too." Fei Jiang said suddenly.

"Me? Oh, it's a good ......" Moonrise walked in front of the Hades Hall just now, and her legs were already weak, but she still held her body and walked towards the zombies.

When the moonrise was still one step away from him, the zombie stopped her and hugged her and fixed it to her chest: "Suck these in." ”

"I'm going to suck too?" Moonrise is still a little repulsed in her heart, hiding left and right to avoid those "light filaments".

"This is a corpse dog, one of the seven spirits, the three souls of the ghost just now have been lost, and the six spirits are not there, so they turned into that appearance." Fei Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Although the 'shape' is ugly, the spirit is pure, and it can help you continue your life, not to mention that these things were taken away from you by the old monster, if you don't want to die, suck them in." ”

"Oh, okay, okay......" Moonrise should come down hard, if this thing can help her get her Yang Shou back, even if it is chili water, she has to drink a bottle!

She leaned in front of Fei Jiang and sniffed hard.

She remembers the feeling. That was when he enshrined Fei Jiang as the soul master, when he gave his breath to himself, the feeling of wandering in his heart, and Yueli immediately felt as if he had just drunk a cup of fragrant flower tea.

"Cough, cough ......" Suddenly, Fei Jiang held back his chest and coughed.

"What's wrong with you?" Moonrise asked hurriedly.