"Stinky boy, do you understand everything I said about the Spirit Sealer?"

Uncle Qi Zi and Lu Yuanjun walked on the way into the city, and Uncle Qizi's soul flag and broadsword were gone. The Soul Detention Banner is made of spiritual energy, which can be placed in the body in normal times, and the big knife refined by the fat spiritual energy, in order not to cause trouble, Uncle Qi simply hid it directly on the mountain.

Along the way, Uncle Qi Zi gushed about Lu Yuanjun about the allusions about the Soul Sealer, such as the Soul Sealer has to participate in regular 'door meetings' and determine the level according to his strength, such as the taboos and rules of the Spirit Sealer, and do not have emotional entanglements with earthly people; For example, the duties of the soul sealer, when to seal the spirit, when to destroy the spirit, etc.....

The so-called ecstasy, as the name suggests, is like a write-off, making its soul fly away and completely disexist in this world.

Lu Yuanjun didn't listen to it with relish as he imagined, but walked casually, all his attention was focused on this familiar and unfamiliar city. I died in the fire, went to the underworld, became a spirit sealer again, and returned here, I don't know how long it has been. There was some bitterness in his heart, and there was also some confusion.

The memories of the past, like his life, faded away with the wind. Lu Yuanjun wanted to try his best to recall, but he couldn't think of anything at all. He was a little sad and lost.

It wasn't until Uncle Qi slapped him on the head that Lu Yuanjun came to his senses, he looked at Uncle Qi Zi inexplicably, and then sighed, "So many people, all of them are spirit sealers, all called Lu Yuanjun, how can they tell the difference!" I can't tell the difference at all. ”

Uncle Qi shook his head, "That's not necessarily, this spirit master and Lu Yuanjun are just a code name." You must know that although we are all called Lu Yuanjun and we are all soul sealers, we look different and use spiritual power in different ways, so each soul sealer also has its own uniqueness. ”

"What's so unique about that?" Lu Yuanjun said casually.

"For example, an old friend of mine, he is very good at entering people's dreams, and in his dreams he can ask the spirit to lead the conversation and seal the spirit to protect people, so generally we don't call him the spirit sealer, but call him the dream spirit master." Uncle Qi shook his head a little proudly and said.

"Besides, for example, the strongest person in our spirit sealers can turn powerful spiritual power into thunder and lightning and attach it to his gun, which is extremely powerful and majestic! That's why everyone calls him 'White Thunder'. Uncle Qi said as he bowed directly above him with his fists in order to show his incomparable respect for Bai Lei.

Lu Yuanjun was a little disdainful of this strongest name, he squinted his eyes and cut it, and then patted Uncle Qizi's arm with a smile, "It's like you can play that soul flag, so everyone calls you Uncle Qizi, right?" ”

Uncle Qi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Lu Yuanjun was also happy when he saw it, and said with a smile, "I don't care what is the strongest and weakest, and I don't want to be the strongest, I just think Uncle Qizi, you are very good, I just mix with you." ”

Unexpectedly, Uncle Qizi listened, but his smile suddenly froze, Lu Yuanjun was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask again. The two men fell silent again, and hurried away with their heads bowed.

After a long time, Lu Yuanjun heard Uncle Qizi sigh slightly, and whispered, "Stinky boy, you have a great future, don't lose your ambition.....

Lu Yuanjun pretended not to hear it, and continued to bow his head and move forward.....

.....

The old man trembled in the room, and behind him was the man who called himself Lu Yuanjun, and Xiaoyu, who was already a little frightened.

The dream spirit master named Lu Yuanjun seemed to have inflicted a lot of damage on this ghost, and I saw it crawling in the bathtub of the bathroom, letting out a heart-wrenching howl. This voice is not loud, but it can greatly shock everyone's hearts - except for this dream spirit master who claims to be Lu Yuanjun.

The old man was most disturbed by the sound, and he felt the evil spirit wailing in his ear, like the fierce roar of some beast, or the bitter laughter of a terrible woman, or the harsh sound of the slender nails scratching the glass. In short, this sharp and strange sound has completely invaded the old man's brain, and the old man was still digging out something in a panic, but now he suddenly stopped all his movements.

Xiaoyu looked at the old man in surprise, only to see him turn around slowly, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't have the strength to make any sound. Then, blood slowly oozed from the corners of the old man's eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.

Seeing that something was wrong, the dreammaster rushed forward with a strong stride, instantly pulled out the jade hairpin that was inserted in the hair ball on the top of his head, and then inserted it into the old man's hair. Suddenly a green light appeared, and Xiaoyu covered his eyes, and after two seconds, the dazzling green light had disappeared, replaced by a somewhat dim dark green light, which shrouded the old man like water, and occasionally emitted faint ripples.

Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, she really met a fairy!

"Daisen! Be sure to protect me! ”

Xiaoyu immediately knelt down, eager to kowtow to the man in front of her again!

But the dream spirit master didn't seem to care, he just tilted his head and glanced at it lightly, "Get up, I'm not an immortal." ”

The hosta was lifted, the green light was gone, and the old man regained his senses.

"I'm just a spiritual sense....." Lu Yuanjun slowly withdrew the jade hairpin, looked at the bath in the bathroom a little helplessly, and sighed slowly.

The old man hummed and looked at Xiao Yu who was kneeling on the ground in confusion, Xiao Yu stood up in embarrassment, and the old man hurriedly took out something that looked like a demon mirror from his cloth pocket, and then hugged it to his chest, fiddling with words.

The dreamer grabbed the old man's hand and motioned for him to do anything more.

"Your consciousness was completely confused just now, and the original spirit was almost scattered, I helped you settle your mind, don't waste any more effort and waste my efforts."

The old man immediately closed his mouth and looked at the bath in the bathroom with trepidation, and there was still a little blood in his throat, which made his voice snort and muddy.

"What is that..... Xiaoyu pointed to the bathtub in horror, the water level inside seemed to have risen, but it was not water that came out.

It's blood.

A pool of thick blood, gurgling and bubbling, as if it was about to overflow. Seeing this, the old man glanced at Xiaoyu and wanted to leave and escape. He has watched feng shui to drive away ghosts all his life, and he has never encountered such a terrible thing, and the old man has always felt that his skills are not bad, but now it seems that he is useless.

The dreamer slowly raised his hand, blocking their way, "Don't run around, it's already sealed off this house, you can only get in and out." Don't say it's you, even our yin cards can't teleport us. ”

The dreamer paused, narrowed his eyes at the crimson blood in the bathtub, and continued, "Don't be afraid, it's all fantasy. No matter how powerful this evil spirit is, it is impossible to create so much blood out of thin air, it is just an illusion. ”

"Daisen..... Please! Take it! Xiaoyu suddenly cried and pleaded.

The dream spirit master scratched his head a little embarrassed, "I said that I am a dream spirit master, and I am really not good at sealing the spirit, and it is absolutely no problem for you to ask me to clean it up in my dream, but this ....."

"Is this a house ghost, or a house ghost with spiritual power, I'm afraid it's a little difficult for me to ....."

The old man and Xiaoyu saw that the dream spirit master said these words with an embarrassed face, and they instantly fell into despair. At this time, I saw a bloody man slowly standing up in the bathtub, it roared, I don't know whether it was a cruel smile or a howl, Xiaoyu and the old man retreated again and again, but the bloody man slowly moved forward, getting closer and closer to them.

But the dreamer was unmoved.

"Great Immortal ....." The old man was also anxious, although the Great Immortal in front of him said no, but his strength was obvious to all, so the dream spirit master was still the last straw to save his life.

Who knows, the dream spirit master still turned his head and said softly, "I really can't do it....."

Then, the dreamer turned back and looked at the terrifying bloody man, and he actually showed a smiling face.

"But my friend can do it....."