"Nope! No! No! ”

Ma Hou roared angrily and panickedly.

He was angry at his incompetence and panicked that Master would die again to save him.

But he could only watch the old man in front of him, being destroyed by the yin qi little by little, and he was severely injured.

The horses wept and roared impotently.

"Why! Why! Why! ”

The scene of four years ago remained in his mind like a nightmare, reminding him all the time.

reminds him that he's a piece of waste.

He blamed everything on himself, and if it weren't for his weakness, Master wouldn't have had to die to save himself.

In fact, the ordinary days of more than three years after Master's death were not only because of Master's deathbed confession, but he gave up his past and became an ordinary person again.

The more reason is that he has a broken heart.

The once bold words and ambitions were shattered in the face of cruel reality.

All faith was like powder, dissipated by the wind.

He was afraid, he was afraid of this feeling of powerlessness.

So I can only linger, insensitively, be an ordinary person, and live an ordinary life.

until

More than half a year ago.

Once again, he was caught up in the evil spirits, and once again fled in panic.

After escaping with his life, what he felt was not the joy of the rest of his life, but shame.

Yes, shame.

It was a sense of shame that was worse than letting him die.

He was ashamed of himself.

I am ashamed that I can only flee in embarrassment, I am ashamed that I can only watch my master go to death like a waste, and I am ashamed that I have survived for a few years.

He slapped himself hard a few times.

This intense shame seemed to awaken the obsession in his heart.

He transforms regret into madness towards evil spirits.

Then, he came.

came to Rongcheng, came to this place of regret in his heart, and swore that the evil spirit would not be removed.

He knew that his cultivation was still shallow and his ability was insufficient.

So he made a long-term plan, he wanted to stay in Rongcheng, staring at that evil spirit, and then cultivating desperately, one year was not enough for five, ten, or twenty years.

Even, for a lifetime.

Until one day, he can beat the evil spirit with his own hands, and he will never be able to live again.

Luckily, things take a turn for the better, and he meets a legendary character, Hell Yin.

With him, he can take revenge earlier

So today, he didn't hesitate to follow.

But now?

Before his eyes, the nightmare of four years ago appeared before his eyes again.

He was still so powerless, so weak.

Once again, he heard Master's words crying blood and angrily,

"Stinky boy! You go! ”

Walk?

Escape!

Escape?

No!

He's escaped again and again, and he doesn't want to run again!

The horse of today is no longer the horse of half a year ago, let alone the horse of four years ago!

He will no longer watch Master die, he wants this evil soul to fly away!

In fact, all this in front of him was an illusion, and Ma Hou's body never moved, so he stood quietly in place, his hands drooping, and his eyes lost concentration.

So, as the hatred in his heart increased, his trance-like eyes were suddenly bloodshot, which was bloodshot caused by extreme anger.

In the illusion, the grief-stricken Ma Hou struggled with all his strength and moved his arms.

Under the tremendous pressure of the demonic power, his bones all over his body were rattling.

Ma Hou stabbed the peachwood sword into the pitch-black ground, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were brought together, biting the fingertips, and blood was immediately dripping.

He stretched out the palm of his left hand, used the palm of his hand as a rune paper, and used blood as cinnabar to write a rune.

Then he pinched the trick with both hands, exhausted all his cultivation, and shouted angrily with the nine-character mantra in his mouth,

"Soldiers, soldiers, fighters, all, arrays, columns, in, front!"

Boom –

An invisible air flow instantly erupted from Ma Hou's body, enveloping the infinite obsession in his heart.

It was as if the dark world around them was shaken by the impact of this vigorous burst.

However, it's a pity that the gap in his cultivation still can't be made up for by this, and he can only barely support him from being disturbed by the endless yin qi around him.

He is like this, in a dilemma, struggling to support.

......

In the rental house, Lin Fan stood in place, observing the surroundings.

In this way, in front of him, Ma Hou disappeared.

How to put it, it's weird, and it shouldn't be.

Lin Fan's spiritual pupils had been open, but he hadn't noticed anything unusual.

Could it be that this evil spirit is really so powerful?

No way.

According to Ma Hou's account, this evil spirit has been sealed for several years after being injured, and it has not even recovered from its wounds when it has just broken out of the seal, how can it have this ability?

He hadn't moved since he entered the room, and had been standing not far from the door.

So, Lin Fan took a step forward.

As soon as he stepped down this step, the scene in front of him changed abruptly, from the position of the living room by the door, and immediately became,

Toilet?

He turned his head to look around, but still didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

So, he took another step forward, and the scene changed again.

This is, balcony?

He looked out at the building, it was already dark, and the city lights were on.

There is a river next to the building, and there are passers-by walking on the riverside, and the road is full of traffic.

Everything looked very real, and Lin Fan didn't observe the slightest trace of falsehood.

He took another step forward, and the screen turned again.

Arrived, kitchen.

He walked forward step by step, counting the steps.

With each step, the picture in front of him changes, and he will appear anywhere in the rental house, with no pattern to speak of.

Although the scene will change, he is always in this rental house and does not go out.

may be on the sofa in the living room one second, but the next second it suddenly turns around, which is extremely weird.

It's like,

Ghost hitting the wall?

"Huh."

Interesting.

Lin Fan stopped, closed his eyes, and thought back to the scene that had changed just now.

The living room, the balcony, the kitchen, the bathroom, have all been there.

Well, that's all that's left,

Bedchamber?

"If I'm right......"

Meng Yuerou should still be in the bedroom, and even that evil spirit was there at this time.

Moreover, all the scenes that changed in front of his eyes just now should be real, not illusions.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to see the slightest flaw.

At least Lin Fan didn't think that this evil spirit would really be so strong.

The only explanation is that the evil spirit has a special connection with this rental house, and it can even be said that this rental house is its soul attachment.

It is nothing more than a borrowed scene from the house, not a false illusion completely created by its own power.

But I have to say that this evil spirit is indeed not simple, and its danger is far from being comparable to the evil spirit I encountered last time.

I don't know how many people it has harmed and how many killings it has caused over the years.

So now, it's time to stop there.

Lin Fan emptied his brain, stretched out his right hand, clenched it, as if he had carried a pen, and kept drawing.

In his mind, along with the painting in his hand, a floor plan gradually appeared.

is a visual floor plan of this rental house.

He had been observing the room since he first entered it, observing the direction and layout of the room, plus the balcony, living room, bathroom, and so on that he had just seen.

The rough design of this rental house was already in his mind.

Then, he counted the steps he had just taken.

"So... The location of the bedroom should be ......"

Lin Fan put his hand down, continued to close his eyes, wanted to take two small steps back, and then, turned right, walked straight, and stopped.

Reaching forward and touching the doorknob.

It is the doorknob of the bedroom.

He twisted downward, but didn't twist.

Then, a black mist escaped from his closed eyes, and wisps of black air appeared on his left hand where he opened the door.

He twisted down again, and the lock opened.

Push the door open, walk inside, and open your eyes.

It was pitch black in the bedroom, but with the help of the spirit pupil, Lin Fan could still see the scene inside.

Countless gray-black air currents surged wildly in the bedroom, and in the small space, it was soaked in yin qi as if it was in an infinite dark world.

Meng Yuerou was wearing pajamas, bowed her head, and stood suspended in mid-air, her hands naturally hanging down, as if she was in the center of a hurricane, quietly.

Her long hair fluttered without the wind, like Medusa's snake hair, and the bangs on her forehead covered her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Fan frowned,

What's going on?

This is not like an ordinary incident of evil spirits harming people.

Then, a loud crash came from behind him,

Bang –

The bedroom door was slammed shut with tremendous force.

The gray-black air currents swept around him, stirring and began to flow wildly, as if he would be crushed to pieces if he was caught in it.

Lin Fan's clothes were rustled by the residual strength, and his exposed skin was scraped painfully.

The black mist surging in his eyes was magnificent, releasing a faint black light, which was extremely clear in this gray world.

Immediately afterward, there were streams of black air around him, constantly escaping, but as if endless.

Thin, but extraordinarily tough, shielding from the invasion of surrounding forces.

Meng Yue moved softly, she slowly raised her head, and the bangs that covered her face on her forehead were also blown away, revealing her face.

She opened her eyes, but there was an eerie scarlet glow in them.

Moreover, her pupils were not visible, only red as blood.

As her scarlet eyes appeared, the gray-black air currents around her suddenly converged around her.

"You... Be... Who ......"

She didn't open her mouth, but the voice came from her throat.

It was like Meng Yuerou's voice, but it was mixed with an extremely ugly tearing friction sound, which was extremely weird.

It failed to see through the man, but instinctively sensed the danger, a throbbing of the soul.

Lin Fan didn't answer it, his brows were still furrowed,

This is......

Possessed?

No, it's impossible, Lin Fan immediately refuted his thoughts, at this time, it still has to divide its strength to suppress her consciousness and control her body?

So it shouldn't be possessed.

He frowned, and suddenly thought of a possibility,

"Takeaway?"

"Truly!"

Meng Yuerou's expressionless face suddenly showed a weird smile,

"It's... Be... She... Target... Glory... Luckily......"

......