The little beggar devoured the steamed buns and replied, "I don't believe that there are ghosts in the world. The crumbs of the steamed bun were squirted out as he spoke.

I'd love to tell him that you're talking to a real ghost right now.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"If you haven't seen it, you won't believe it." The little beggar didn't take the second one after eating a steamed bun, and he didn't know if it was because of the small amount of food, or because he was worried that he would be poisoned if he ate too much.

The little beggar wiped his mouth as he spoke, and stood up, "The Valley of Hundred Flowers has arrived, and I'm leaving." ”

I nodded and didn't hold back.

The little beggar walked outside the Valley of Hundred Flowers, stopped without taking two steps, and said in a somewhat uncomfortable voice, "Thank you, thank you." ”

I looked at the little beggar who was embarrassed to turn back even to thank him, and said with a smile, "Repay me if you have the opportunity in the future." ”

The little beggar did not speak, but raised his feet and walked away in silence.

I watched him walk out of the sea of flowers, until he was gone, and then I turned to the new tomb and changed into his original form, took off the Soul Stone Ring and got inside.

When I came to the coffin, I saw a face that had begun to decompose, and its original appearance was no longer clear.

But since the corpse is still there, it means that it is not a corpse, but a real ghost.

After learning about this, I came out of the grave again, and the next thing I had to do was to summon spirits.

Because I couldn't touch the mask of the human face, I couldn't determine the location of Qinglian's ghost, so I could only come to her grave to summon her soul.

Reach out and take it into your arms, because I am a soul, so the things I use are basically put in the body, and when you need to use it, you can take it out, which is also very convenient.

Thinking about the "Spiritualist Flag" in my heart, the Spiritualist Banner in my body sensed my summoning and flew into my hand on its own.

After taking out the "Soul Flag" from his arms, he covered Qinglian's grave.

The conjuring flag was seven feet seven inches long and four feet nine inches wide, and there was nothing on it, and it was hanging flat above the tomb of Qinglian at this time.

I sealed my hands and said to the spirit flag, "Ten thousand souls can be recruited, and souls can be carved." ”

As I drew it, there seemed to be a wind blowing under the flag, blowing the flag like a wave, and as the waves ebbed and fell, I could gradually see a woman depicted on it.

At this time, in the Qian Mansion, Mrs. Qian was angrily teaching the young lady kneeling on the ground.

I saw that the young lady's cheeks were red and swollen, obviously she had been beaten.

"Who asked you to let Miss Qin go, you say, who gave you the guts?" Mrs. Qian said and slapped the young lady again.

The young lady turned her face sideways, and the corners of her mouth were beaten and blood flowed, but she didn't dare to say a word.

The young master on the bed was still asleep after I knocked him unconscious, and there was a woman sitting on the old Teng tree outside the young master's room in the Qian Mansion, but none of the people who came and went in the Qian Mansion noticed her.

I saw her raise her hand, open her mouth and spit out a breath into her hand, and then her hands kept changing, and the qi in her hand flew into the top of Young Master Qian's head in the house.

With a cold smile on the woman's face, the changes in her hands became more complicated, and with her movements, the mass of qi gradually solidified into the shape of an adult's face, and slowly covered Young Master Qian's face.

The wind stopped, the people on the spirit banner have been carved, and the seal on my hand is changing, "Ten thousand souls can be recruited, return to the soul." ”

As my words fell, a sudden wind suddenly rose in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, blowing the flowers swaying, and the flowers and leaves were flying.

The spirit banner stood up, and I could see the woman painted on it clearly, she was really a beautiful woman, with a well-proportioned figure, a slender posture, a jade face with spring, hair like a waterfall, eyebrows like distant mountains, lips like cherry blossoms, a high and hanging nose, and a pair of smart eyes that almost occupied half of the face.

Bao Guangxian, the woman in the spirit banner seemed to come to life, and began to dance, which was really like a frightening and graceful dragon.

The woman sitting on the Qian Mansion tree saw that the face in her hand was about to be buckled on Young Master Qian's face, and her expression was full of vicious smiles.

But just as the person's face was about to be buckled on Young Master Qian's face, the woman only felt a huge tug behind her, and her body was sucked in uncontrollably.

When he reappeared, he was already on his own grave.

The woman staggered out of the spirit flag, looked back, and saw the huge spirit flag, but at this time the woman on it was no longer there, and the spirit flag was as empty as before.

With a gesture of my hand, the spirit banner passed past the woman, flew into my hand, and was put away by me.

The woman's gaze followed the spirit banner and fell on me, and the good things were disturbed, and her face was full of anger, "You recruited me back?" ”

I looked at the woman, the same face as the one portrayed by the Spiritist Banner, but with two completely opposite temperaments.

I nodded, "It's me." ”

"Why?" The woman, Qinglian, opened her mouth and asked, three thousand black hairs danced behind her without wind, and the eyes that originally occupied the scenery were bloodshot at the moment.

"Can you let go of the prince of the Qian Mansion?" I opened the door and said.

After hearing me mention the prince of Qianfu, Qinglian's anger was even heavier, and the blue muscles on her face were prominent, and she looked very terrifying.

"Why intercede for him?" Fortunately, she still has the last of her sanity at the moment. "I am entrusted by others to do good for me." I replied without concealment.

But in exchange for Qinglian's laughter, "What do you have to do with me." Qinglian said and came to me in an instant, almost touching my face, and said with a hideous face, "Don't get in my way, otherwise I won't let you go." ”

From her mouth came a foul stench, she was rotting, it was the smell of her soul rotting.

After giving me advice or threats, she flew out of the Hundred Flowers Valley, apparently planning to continue to return to the Qian Mansion and torture the young master of the Qian Mansion to death.

I shouted, "It's your own choice of death, if you really have hatred, shouldn't you hate your cowardly self?" ”

Qinglian stopped, turned her head, her eyes were already blood-red, and she roared angrily, "He killed me, he killed me." ”

She waved her sleeves as she spoke, and the wind flew out of her sleeves, blowing up the wildflowers that had flourished in the Valley of Flowers for hundreds of years, and smashing dirt on the ground, constantly pressing at me.

I flew backwards, ignoring her frantic, and continued to provoke her, "He just loved you and didn't, how can you say that he killed you." With a wave of my backhand, I scattered the wind that was curling in front of me, and said, "If he can love you, he will naturally not love you." ”

Qinglian flicked her sleeves repeatedly, and the turbulent wind blew my eyes slightly, only to hear her voice come through the irritable wind and the sound of the land cracking, "Then if I can love him, I can naturally hate him." ”