[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Hongyu used drugs to stun Mu Qingming and brought him to the bed in the bedroom. Mu Qingming, who had never thought that he had been prepared, had actually solved the mystery. It was not clear that Mu Qingming's thin red jade turned out to be a painted skin, and when he was raising the soul splitting knife to peel off Mu Qingming's skin for his own use, Mu Qingming suddenly woke up, which scared Hongyu. Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingming put forward a condition, saying that if she asked Hongyu about it, she would just be released as long as she answered truthfully. Seeing that she had no chance of winning, she obediently answered Mu Qingming's question of what soul qi was. When Mu Qingming was leaving, he told him what he had heard a few days ago about a little thief who was drunk. 】

Under the dim light, the silk tent covering the bed was dark red.

Only the moonlight that shone obliquely on the silk tent was still so bright.

The red jade that stood still, when he was secretly thinking, the true qi in Mu Qing's body had already erupted. In an instant, it filled every corner of the silk tent, and it also brought up a strong wind, blowing lightly on the silk tent, and the dress on Hongyu's body swayed non-stop.

The red jade, Ben still wanted to resist. But as soon as the thought came to mind, the powerful and powerful True Qi rushed towards her. For a while, a feeling of suffocation ran through her chest, and the invisible pressure brought by Zhenqi surrounded her, pressing her out of breath in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the limbs stiffened and numb. But in an instant, it had flowed all over her body, making her completely unable to move.

And Mu Qingming was still so complacent, looking at her with a smile, silent.

Before she could make a move, the Qi overflowing from the other party's body could overwhelm Hongyu and make her breathless. And she can clearly perceive that the yin and yang in that Qi are balanced, and they are mutually reinforcing. It's definitely not her ghostly spirit that can be matched.

Under her frightened gaze, Mu Qingming's cultivation was not only a little higher than that of the monks of Tanhua Temple, but even Hongyu's hundred-year cultivation was not worth mentioning in front of Mu Qingming.

"Just ask." There are still some self-aware red jades, even if they are a little unwilling in their hearts, they still feel that it is important to save their lives. So after thinking for a while, he finally used all his strength to squeeze out these three words from between his teeth.

Mu Qingming immediately received the true qi, and the strong wind stopped. The swaying silk tent has calmed down. Hongyu's sense of depression was also completely gone, and even the stiffness and numbness of her limbs gradually subsided.

Hongyu was also very acquainted, and slowly put down the soul splitting knife that was held high.

"You come down first, this action is really unsightly." Mu Qingming said, pulling his hands out of the back of his head.

"Oh." Hongyu replied and got up slowly, but she didn't forget to glance at Bai Mu Qingming, and her face was faintly crimson.

The two, it should be said that one person and one ghost, got up one after another, and sat down on the edge of the bed. But some distance away, when she was no longer close, Hongyu still clenched the soul splitting knife in her hand.

Mu Qingming kept staring intently at the door, fluctuating, a few ghost fires flying up and down, coughing twice, before asking: "I just want to ask, there is an artifact called soul qi, what is it at the bottom?" ”。

From beginning to end, he didn't look at the beauty around him again, and he didn't squint at all. The whole person also sat upright, stopped his waist and remained motionless, coupled with his restrained appearance, it can be said that he was sitting upright.

And Fang Cai was still fierce to him, and the red jade that he was determined to obtain for his skin became much more well-behaved in an instant. She had been hanging her head slightly, and her eyes had lost her previous killing intent, and she had regained her tender gaze.

As soon as he heard Mu Qingming's words, Hongyu, who had thought about it a little, opened his lips and whispered softly: "This is a magic weapon of our ghost clan, which is used to bind souls. ”。

"Please be more detailed." Mu Qingming said again.

"It is a kind of nail made of silver, blessed with a special talisman seal on the nail, placed in the special bronze coffin on the blessed land spirit cave in the hundred-year-old corpse body, sufficient absorption of corpse qi and aura made of a kind of ghost magic weapon, has always been secret. In the past, people who were not of my race did not know about this treasure. After thinking back to what she had seen and heard about soul qi in the past, Hongyu said slowly to Mu Qingming: "Once this magic weapon is practiced, the nail contains a strong binding force, and it is about the binding force of the soul. When it hits any living creature, it doesn't need to cast a spell, as long as the nail touches the blood, the binding force in it can restrain and emit it, and bind the soul of the creature. Because our ghost clan does not have its own entity, there is no flesh and blood. Therefore, this magic weapon is ineffective against us, but it has a strong effect on other living beings, so the soul energy has always been the secret treasure of my ghost clan. In the past, in order to avoid the pursuit and killing of cultivators, the ghost clan would possess human beings and refine this kind of magic weapon to defend themselves. Once hunted down, punching a few soul qi on the opponent can bind his soul, and then make his body uncontrollable and unable to move. As long as the soul energy is not pulled out, the opponent will not be able to move. This will give us time to escape the pursuit of the monastics. ”。

Maybe it's because Mu Qingming's threat works, or maybe it's because Mu Qingming keeps his promise. The more this red jade talked, the more energetic it became, and when the conversation box was opened, it couldn't be contained, and almost all the specific circumstances of the soul qi were explained at once.

"It turns out that soul energy is such a good thing." Mu Qingming, who could listen attentively, thought secretly: "And it's a very convenient thing." ”。

I didn't notice that Hongyu mentioned that it was not their ghost clan in the past, and she didn't know about this treasure.

Hongyu said so loudly, she didn't want to say too much, so she simply paused, and told Mu Qingming about other situations: "But I once heard some old ghosts in the clan say that this soul qi was stolen by the monks thousands of years ago, and every time they sigh about it, those old things are very distressed. So far, this magic weapon is no longer only refined by our ghost clan. If this young master is interested in this, he might as well find a few alchemists to refine a few for you to play with. Or find a thief who still has it in his hands. ”。

"Bandits? The refining method of this thing, even if it was stolen by the alchemists, how could it have anything to do with the thieves who dug up the graves? Mu Qingming suddenly raised his brows, and asked thoughtfully: "As far as I know, there is no Fang Shi to be a thief." As the saying goes, interlacing is like separating mountains, and this priest will not dig graves. ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, his brows tightened, but there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he thought of what Hongyu had just said earlier, refining this treasure requires a special coffin and an ancient corpse. He just paused for a moment, then grabbed in front of Hongyu, who was about to speak, and suddenly realized: "I understand, there must be your ghost clan who is creating this soul qi, but unfortunately it was stolen by thieves when they were digging graves." ”。

"Well, perhaps." Hongyu nodded, her voice was still so soft, and she said to Mu Qingming: "A few days ago, I was wandering the streets, and I heard a thief in a tavern talking loudly after drinking high. ”。

"Really?" Mu Qingming was excited, and finally stopped sitting upright, turned his head to stare at Hongyu, and asked urgently, "Did the thief dig up your soul?" ”。

Feeling his burning gaze from excitement coming towards him, Hongyu lowered her head and said in a thinner voice, "I felt the soul qi in him, the strong binding force carried in the corpse qi. A strong binding force that specifically binds the soul. I wanted to steal his soul, but he had something on him that kept me away, and I couldn't get close. ”。

So much so that Mu Qingming was almost engrossed, and it took her ears up to hear what she said.

"Don't be afraid, I won't embarrass you if I say no." After she said that, Mu Qingming smiled and said, "Can you tell me where the little thief drank the wine in the tavern?" What did he talk about? ”。

He said that he had dug up a lot of silver nails, and he thought they would be worthless, but he didn't expect to sell a few quickly. When he said that he went to the antique shop to sell the stolen goods, he happened to meet a merchant on Guanghua Street who went to the antique shop to deliver funeral stickers. It just so happens that the soul qi is no different from the coffin nail, and the style is exactly the same. When the merchant saw this, he bought seven soul qi from him at a high price. Hongyu, who answered without thinking about it, still didn't dare to look up, for fear of making eye contact with Mu Qingming. continued to lower his head, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "After making money, the little thief went to drink, and when he drank high, he shook this thing out." ”。

The wind swirled softly and blew out the lights as it whirred in the bedroom.

The room was not gloomy, and the bright silver-white moonlight that shone obliquely into the house was scattered on the ground, which also illuminated the room and dispelled the darkness.

The moonlight is like flowing water, and it seems to cover the house with a light veil, but it makes this haunted house not exist at all. Even though there was a room with white bones, poisonous insects and ghost fires outside, there was not the slightest strange atmosphere in the bedroom.

"A tavern, also on Guanghua Street. In the excuse of Longjing Street, which is close to the Dragon King Temple and the ancient well, there is only this tavern. Nameless, just hanging a pretense. Hongyu said this, but still didn't raise her head, and kept staring at her delicate little feet: "That little thief seems to live on Guanghua Street, and he is very familiar with the tavern guy and owner. If you go to the tavern and inquire about any of the thieves who spoke of the silver nails three days ago, you will know if there was any. ”。

"Thank you." Mu Qingming stood up, turned to face the red jade and bowed.

When he straightened up, he saw the Soul Splitting Knife that Ruby was still holding. Although the knife couldn't hurt Mu Qingming, he still bent down with a smile on his face, and reached out to hold Hongyu's hand holding the knife.

At the touch of it, Mu Qing suddenly felt a piercing cold burst coming from the back of Hongyu's hand. But he didn't even tremble, but when Hongyu trembled, he instinctively withdrew his hand and wanted to pull it away.

Mu Qingming held her hand tightly, so that she couldn't pull away. After a while, she gently broke her fingers, took the soul splitting knife into her hand, and said with a smile: "Female ghosts are also girls, don't hold knives and guns in your hands all day long." The Soul Splitting Knife was confiscated. ”。

As he spoke, he took the Soul Splitting Knife into his sleeve.

"Thank you." Mu Qingming, who straightened up again, stared at the red jade who was still bowing his head and didn't dare to raise it, and advised: "Stop peeling people and eating people's hearts and livers." ”。

When the words landed, Mu Qingming turned around in the moonlight, and walked out of the house with his back to the red jade.

With this information, he could go to Guanghua Street to find the little thief, and the matter of his soul qi would be settled. Mu Qingming also kept his promise and did not embarrass the skin red jade anymore.

"What's your name?" Listening to his distant footsteps, Hongyu finally mustered up the courage to look up and asked in a trembling voice.

"Mu Qingming." Answering this, Mu Qingming's figure disappeared out of thin air in front of Hongyu's eyes.

Can Mu Qingming find soul energy? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.