Zhang Ling's sobriety made everyone rejoice, and everyone in the live broadcast room just clearly saw the scene where the ghost swordsman who was as black as ink was absorbed into his chest by Zhang Ling little by little.

Although they didn't know what had happened, they were certain that Zhang Ling had tamed the demon.

"What happened? Did the Master possess or absorb the thing? ”

"I think it's absorbed!"

"It's not like being possessed, if you are possessed, the circle can't be lifted."

"The circle is lifted?"

Cangsong Daoren: "Well, the magic circle has indeed been lifted, it seems that Zhang Xiaoyou has successfully subdued that evil ghost!" ”

"Well, how did he do that? How inexplicably it ended! ”

"yes, it's so weird, this plot jumps so much!"

“……”

Lu Mingxuan and the others, who were standing outside the magic circle, immediately ran towards him after seeing Zhang Ling come to his senses, this time they were not blocked by the invisible force, but rushed directly into the magic circle.

As soon as he entered, Lu Mingxuan looked up and down at Zhang Ling, who was a little pale, and asked, "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?" ”

"A little dizzy!"

"It's okay, that's normal for anemia!"

After Lu Mingxuan finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, he grabbed Zhang Ling's collar and was about to check his wound, but his action made Zhang Ling startled, and he slapped his hand away and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Look at your wounds, what do you think I'm going to do?"

Hearing Lu Mingxuan's words, Zhang Ling also seemed to remember the injury on his shoulder, and he unbuttoned his shirt, exposing the shoulder that had just been stabbed by the ghost swordsman.

But something amazing happened, there was no wound on his shoulder other than congealed blood, only a black totem like an eye in his skin.

"What's, what is this?"

When Lu Mingxuan saw the totem, he immediately remembered the evil curse in the ghost blowing lamp, and said in his heart: "Isn't he cursed!" ”

Because the position of the camera was a little far away from Zhang Ling, everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't see the changes on Zhang Ling's body clearly, so they were very curious and asked, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

"I don't know, it seems that the master's body has changed somewhat!"

"Change? What kind of variation? Physical or Chemical? ”

"The master is going to mutate!"

“……”

Just when Zhang Ling and the three of them really studied the eye-like totem on their shoulders, the ghost Taoist came over and said, "Okay, don't look at it, come in with me, I'll hand you the spell of the text, and then I'm leaving, my time is precious!" ”

Zhang Ling retracted his gaze and hurriedly followed the footsteps of the ghost Taoist and walked in the direction of the mansion, and Lu Mingxuan just wanted to follow, when a big dog with black gas appeared out of thin air and blocked his way.

As soon as Lu Mingxuan took a step, the black vicious dog let out a low roar, and a pair of red eyes that chose to devour people stared at him tightly.

……

Zhang Ling followed the ghost Taoist to the house, and just as he wanted to ask about the traces on his body, the ghost Taoist said: "The pronunciation of this inscription has always been passed down by word of mouth, so you can only listen to the spell I taught you today and comprehend it with your heart, understand?" ”

"Yes, Senpai! I will definitely remember it by heart! ”

The ghost Taoist didn't have any expression after hearing this, but thought for a moment and said, "Listen, this is the first one, breaking the evil spell ......"

With the ever-changing tone of the ghost man, a strange incantation lingered in Zhang Ling's ears.

I don't know if it's because Zhang Ling has studied the curse, although the incantation sounds extremely strange and awkward, but he remembered it in his heart after listening to it two or three times.

After memorizing this incantation, the ghost man asked him to repeat it once and then continued to teach him the next one.

When the ten incantations were taught, it was already ten in the afternoon, and the ghost Taoist took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff and said, "Have you written them all?" ”

Zhang Ling thought for a while and said, "Write it down!" ”

The ghost Taoist looked at him with a complicated look and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then the old man and I'm leaving." ”

He was just about to stand up, but Zhang Ling hurriedly stopped him and said, "Senior! ”

"Something?"

"I want to ask, what's going on with this sigil?"

The ghost Taoist sat down again, glanced at Zhang Ling and said, "This is the soul contract, from now on you are two in one, and if any of you is harmed, it will be reflected in the other party." ”

"What? Before, Senpai, do you mean that if he is going to be hurt, then I will be hurt too?? ”

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the ghost man's mouth and said, "Of course, while gaining power, you have to pay the price!" ”

Looking at Zhang Ling's slightly pale face, the ghost Taoist continued: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you, when you merge with him, his karmic debts during his lifetime will also be counted on your head, if you want to not go to hell in the future, you should accumulate more merits from now on!" Hahahaha! ”

"it!"

Looking at the schadenfreude smile of the ghost man, Zhang Ling was so angry that he almost wanted to scold his mother, this old thing is too TM insidious!

Seeing Zhang Ling's appearance of wanting to kill, the ghost Taoist said with a smile: "The ghost book is originally an unfortunate text, and the ghost master is also destined to bear all the misfortunes, from the moment you get the ghost book, this is your fate." ”

After speaking, he stood up and patted Zhang Ling's shoulder and said, "Do it yourself, young man, your road is destined to be bumpy." ”

The ghost Taoist left, leaving only Zhang Ling with a blank face, and at this time, his mind kept echoing the words that the ghost Taoist said.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Ling cursed in a low voice, he was now beginning to regret this deal with the ghost Daoist, you must know that in this case, he would definitely give him this ghost book immediately, and then ask him to leave, but now...... Ay!

Just when he felt sorry for himself, he suddenly remembered something, he stood up and paused: "Oh no, I forgot to ask him how to summon that ghost swordsman!" ”

But just as his mind was moving, an incomparably cold aura appeared behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the ghost swordsman was standing behind him, and those red eyes were staring at him.

"Why Call Me ......"

A voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Ling's mind, the voice was empty and ethereal, as if it came from under the Nine Shadows.

"You...... Can you hear me? Zhang Ling asked with some surprise

"Yes...... I can hear ......" The ghost swordsman didn't speak, but his voice sounded clearly in Zhang Ling's mind.

Looking at the ghost swordsman floating in mid-air, Zhang Ling hesitated for a while and asked, "You can kill me, why did you change your mind?" ”

The ghost swordsman glanced at him coldly, showed a cruel smile, and said, "Because you are the same kind of person as me!" ”

"What do you mean?"

The ghost swordsman didn't answer Zhang Ling's question, but turned around and blended into Zhang Ling's shadow, it was obvious that he didn't want to answer the question.

And Zhang Ling saw his gradually disappearing figure and hurriedly asked, "Hey! Don't go, what will I call you in the future? ”

"Nameless ......" (To be continued.) )