There is a cloud in "The Book of Psychics": spiritual masters can be psychic and can communicate with ghosts and spirits; The soul master can control the spirit and argue with the ghosts and gods.

This kind of thing as a spirit master is simply not in the eyes of their soul masters...... A sneer of disdain appeared on Mobei's pale little face.

…… As night fell, the moon was sparse, and in an unknown dimly lit room, a well-proportioned figure sat at the desk, its slender fingers tapping on the table.

There was no palm lamp in the room, and the moonlight of the three watches outside came in directly through the window, and the moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, only illuminating the man's smooth and beautiful chin.

Suddenly, a black shadow came out of the darkness and flashed in front of the man.

"Your Highness."

The black shadow bowed his head and called out to the figure sitting in front of him indifferently and respectfully.

"How?"

A man's low and warm voice sounded in the room, and it is rare for a man in the world to have such a good voice, as clear as a jade spring, but he couldn't hear half of his feelings.

"Subordinates are useless......"

When the man heard this, he didn't get angry, his fingers still tapped on the table regularly, and he didn't say a word.

After being silent for a long time, I only felt that he seemed to evoke an unconscious smile, "It's okay...... If they had been found so simply, they would have failed the three hundred years I had wasted on them. ”

The man in black lowered his head, respectfully listening to the words of the person above, and suddenly a pair of lifeless eyes seemed to have a flash of light, as if he remembered something.

"Your Highness, there is another matter."

The man in black clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

The man did not say a word, and motioned for him to continue.

"Today, there is a sudden change from the sky, and the ghost spirit is restless, which is very rare."

The man in black remembered that the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds today, and he vaguely saw the shape of a huge eye, and at the same time, he sensed that the ghost qi within a radius of ten miles was actually agitated at the same time, which he had never heard of.

"I know."

The man's good-looking thin lips hooked up an intriguing smile, "This reminds me of a person, I wonder if there is a connection between these two things......

……………… Half a month later, at noon one day, the sun was shining, and a beautiful black cat was lazily lying under the tree, stretching out its paws and scratching the ground boredly.

The little black and blue eyes remained motionless towards the closed door not far away, revealing a sorrow of the balls.

It couldn't help but recall that a month ago, Mobei waved his hand with his back to it and said, "Xiao Hei, I want to be quiet, don't bother me during this time." ”

Alas~ The master is really, it has already accepted the fact of this crossing, why can't the master accept it.

Just as he was thinking this, the door not far away suddenly squeaked open.

The door was opened by a woman, dressed in dirty white, with waist-length hair on her head like a bird's nest, her eye sockets were deep, and there was a bruise under her eyes.

Xiao Hei saw that Mo Bei finally came out of the room, his eyes lit up instantly, and he jumped up from his bow, eager to run in her direction.

Meow ~ Master, you're finally out, if you don't come out again, you'll be bored and die!

Mobei didn't seem to see the shadow of a cat running from not far away with an excited face, but walked forward with half a face, and unconsciously walked under a tree, and the sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves, shining on the ground, forming a patch of mottle.

I saw her take a deep breath, raise her hand, and clench her fists, "Bang!! ”

A punch slammed into a tree.

“……”

Seeing this, Xiao Hei's feet slipped, and he braked sharply to drift, and then flew to the tree trunk behind him without hesitation.

Wuli master, what's going on, it's terrible.

Saying that, Mobei's punch slammed into the tree, the tree did not bloom, but her hand blossomed, the rough bark wore through her skin, and the pinprick-like sting began to come from her fingers.

She looked coldly at her bleeding hands, and there was annoyance in her eyes.

I can't figure it out, she still can't figure it out, Mobei, the first person of her dignified soul master, was actually plotted by an ancient female ghost, and inexplicably came to such a broken place, and more importantly, she is not herself, she has become someone else.

Although it is said that if it comes, it will be safe, yes, she did comfort herself like this at first, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this TM was simply farting!

Move you from a luxury apartment to a public toilet in the countryside with a 'whoosh', and then tell you that this is where you will live in the future, are you happy?

"Poof!"

Mo Bei only felt a churn in her chest for a moment, and in the next second, a mouthful of blood spit out of her mouth, spraying the trunk red at once.

"Meow!!"

Master!

！

Seeing that his master was actually vomiting blood, Xiao Heiyan jumped up in shock and rushed straight to the direction of Mobei.

Master, just wear it, if you want to open it, you are angry and vomiting blood!

After vomiting blood, Mobei only felt dizzy for a while, and barely fell down by holding on to the trunk of the tree.

Depend on!

I was so angry that I vomited blood?

！

She stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and put it under her eyes, but the bright red in her eyes made Mobei's eyes tremble.

"No...... right"

She stared at the blood and muttered.

It's not that simple...... Suddenly felt that the corners of her skirt were being pulled, she lowered her head and saw Xiao Hei looking up at her, "Meow~"

Hosts, this place is not quite right.

Mo Bei was calm, a pair of eyes once again appeared old and calm that did not match her age, she frowned slightly, and for the first time began to look at this place where she had lived for almost a month.

The breeze rustled the leaves, the shadows of the leaves on the ground began to shake, and the breeze blew the shredded hair on the corners of her skirt and sideburns.

Putting her eyes in all directions, her eyes were unusually calm.

It was quiet, except for the gentle sound of the wind and the rubbing of leaves.

A perverse smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Heh, I'm really not afraid of death......"

The wind blew again, this time, and the wind ripped the broken hair on her forehead, revealing a blackened Yintang......