Shi Yan's innate spiritual sense is surrounded by everything, and he is vigilant against everything.

This time the ghost thing is a little strange, and it can't even be said, it can kill people under the sun, and the martial artist in Zhenkou, he still doesn't know how the ghost thing was killed.

Only Huo Yifan tracked down Xu Ghost Nian, and finally tracked it to the vicinity of the Qingnan Inn, and the ghost thought disappeared.

Huo Yifan's fingers were full of spiritual power, and he wiped it in front of his eyes, and the gray mist in his eyes was pushed to the extreme, and the gray mist even spread out of his eyes, forming wisps of spiritual power gray lines, which filled the entire room.

He's searching.

The strangeness of the spiritual cultivation technique made the martial artists who came at the door cautiously frightened, and they didn't dare to make the slightest sound, so as not to anger Huo Yifan.

While exploring, Xuan'er pulled out the Soul Devouring Sword and brought it into the room and handed it to Shi Yan.

Some of the spiritual power gray lines that diffused from Huo Yifan's eyes rushed to Shi Yan's Soul Devouring Sword in Shi Yan's hand, and disappeared in an instant, and tadpole-like runes loomed on the Soul Devouring Sword's body, and those spiritual power gray lines were swallowed clean.

Huo Yifan snorted, and the spiritual power gray line immediately retreated, he looked at Shi Yan in horror, what was that just now? He had a feeling that if Shi Yan hadn't found out and stopped it, the spiritual power gray line that filled the entire room would have been swallowed up.

Under the gray mist of his eyes, the Soul Devouring Sword was extremely ordinary, and he couldn't see the slightest speciality.

An ordinary sword can devour his spiritual power?

The two were in brief contact and no one noticed it except themselves.

Shi Yan smiled, his teeth white and bright.

Huo Yifan reluctantly smiled back, the chill in his heart was piling up, since the beginning of the Yang Gang Qi, Shi Yan's weight in his heart has become heavier and heavier, and now he can't see through it.

Shi Yan was the first martial artist of the same level to give him this feeling.

"Huo Lingling, have you found anything?" Shi Yan asked, he found that Zhan Yuchun searched like him, there was no special method of exploration, but the blind monk seemed to have a special method, and kept staring at the wall on the right.

Could it be that he has practiced the secret method of Buddhism?

Shi Yan thought of a technique, the heart eye of Buddhism, self-sealing eyes, and seeing it with the eyes of the heart.

The old monk wouldn't be able to practice like this, would he?

"Nope. Huo Yifan shook his head, there was no doubt that the black qi entered the room, but his spiritual skills did not find the slightest hint of the gray pupils, which proved that they still underestimated the ghosts.

The ghosts of Yuqiao Town may be more difficult than they imagined.

"Master, is there a problem with this wall?" Huo Yifan didn't find it, and Shi Yan turned to inquire about the old monk.

"I can't see it, it's something special, but I can't be sure. The old monk's white eyebrows were put together, and his face was solemn.

When they heard this, they gathered in front of the wall.

Shi Yan glanced halfway around, and his gaze stopped at a corner of the wall, where there was a circle of circular traces of things placed, but there was nothing.

Squatting down to check, a smell of urine came to his nose, Shi Yan immediately got up, knowing in his heart that there was a spittoon or a night pot here.

Zhan Yuchun and Zhan Shiman also found traces, and when they saw Shi Yan squatting down and getting up again, Zhan Shiman was anxious, squatting down and leaning over, hoping to be the first to discover something.

In the next second, she got up with a blushing face, covered her nose with red sleeves, and glared at Shi Yan fiercely.

Zhan Yuchun was puzzled, Zhan Shiman was not angry to explain in Zhan Yuchun's ear, she understood, and her expression was strange.

Huo Yifan and the old monk were studying the wall, knocking here and there, looking for a hollow place to see if there was a dark passage behind it.

"What was originally placed here?" Shi Yan turned to face Lin Haiyun.

"What?" Lin Haiyun was stunned, followed Shi Yan's line of sight, and replied softly: "It should be a spittoon, there will be a spittoon in the room, and the next day when the next person cleans the room, it will be taken away and cleaned and replaced with a new one." ”

"Can you bring things up?" Shi Yan knew in his heart.

"Naturally. Lin Haiyun called a junior and ordered him to go down.

Zhan Shiman covered his nose and looked weird at Shi Yan, what is there to look at the spittoon, the larger spittoon is no different from the night pot, and it is mixed at night.

"Boss, the spittoon recovered on the third floor today is here, and it has been cleaned by the subordinates. After a while, the three juniors went upstairs with more than a dozen cleaned spittoons and set them up one by one in the open space of the house.

Zhan Yuchun followed closely behind Shi Yan, squatting down to carefully probe the spittoon, since he was called, he couldn't let go of the slightest clue, and he couldn't be careless in the face of ghosts.

Sometimes, just a little clue can save your life.

Shi Yan glanced at them one by one, and he didn't let go of the bottom of the three hundred and sixty degrees, but he just asked Xiao Er to pick it up when he looked at the bottom.

Although Xiao Er was unhappy with such a dirty thing as a spittoon, he didn't dare to expose it in the slightest, for fear that Shi Yan would cut off his head.

Finally, when he was in a spittoon in the middle, Shi Yan realized that something was wrong.

There are traces of corrosion on one side, and there are several small holes looking down, this spittoon is made of ceramic, what can corrode the ceramic?

Shi Yan looked around and confirmed that only this spittoon had it.

When scanning the spittoon, he kept paying attention to Lin Haiyun's expression and did not find the slightest problem, and after he found that the spittoon was corroded, Lin Haiyun's expression was also appropriately suspicious.

Could it be that he and Huo Yifan thought about it a lot? Is this Lin Haiyun really okay?

Zhan Yuchun also saw the corrosion, his face changed slightly, and he stood in the corner of the wall where the spittoon was placed with Shi Yan, observing carefully.

What corrodes the spittoon can only be down the wall.

"Is there a problem with the spittoon?" Huo Yifan, who had knocked on the wall, saw Shi Yan and Zhan Yuchun standing side by side, and also turned around to look, and stood behind Shi Yan after finding the corrosion.

What is it? So corrosive? In contrast, stone can be corroded.

The walls are ordinary, without any traces of corrosion.

"The walls are all solid, and there are no dark passages. Huo Yifan told the results of his previous investigation.

"Break the wall!" Zhan Yuchun asked Shi Yan for his opinion, but he really couldn't see the problem from the outside.

"Agreed. Huo Yifan agreed.

"Shiman. Zhan Yuchun took a few steps back.

Zhan Shiman knew what Zhan Yuchun meant, put down the long whip, stepped forward and stood in front of the wall, Shi Yan was on her right.

"Lord Shi, I'm in trouble, Wu Xiu's strength is great, Miss Yuchun and I will press you in the rear, if there is any change, we can keep you safe. Huo Yifan used honorifics to avoid being misunderstood by Shi Yan.

"Good. Shi Yan dragged the Soul Devouring Sword to the ground, he knew that Huo Yifan and the others were not afraid of death and hid behind, but gave him and Zhan Shiman the greatest protection, with two spiritual cultivators in the rear, they were still in a state of complete alert, even if there were ghosts, they could be temporarily safe.

Though...... He didn't really need that protection.

Behind him, Huo Yifan and Zhan Yuchun glanced at each other, the two of them each had different marks, their robes were windless, the windows were swept open, and countless spiritual energy irrigated from the window, lingering around the two.

"Breaking the Gray Pupil ......"

"Weak water ...... ban"

In the next moment, Huo Yifan's eyes were filled with gray mist, dozens of gray lines of spiritual power burst out of his eyes, and his robes were hunting, except for the place where Shi Yan's hand dragged the soul devouring sword, filling the entire room.

Boom!

There was even a part of the spiritual power gray line that spread outside the house, and there were dozens of martial artists at the door watching, and the spiritual power gray line swept away the first half of the people.

Although they are warriors, their physical bodies can't withstand the contact of spiritual power, and the blood mist is overwhelming, leaving more than a dozen corpses at the door of the house, and the people who escaped by luck ran back to their rooms with pale faces.