Du Bai just thought about it and didn't mean to delve into it, but shifted his attention to what he was going to do next.

Bleeding a fox and a weasel together, the slightly bloody scene made him feel a little uncomfortable, and even wondered if he was doing some sorcery for a while......

After thinking about it, it's right, I learned the magic from the ghosts, and it was originally an evil art! What's this disgusting, it won't kill yourself anyway.

In short, after a while, the blood was released, and he didn't rush to throw away the two corpses, and there was still a little spirituality left in it.

"After all, it cost forty taels of silver, so you have to make the best use of it!" The ugly face of Du Bai's capitalist was exposed.

After that, after some extraction, he obtained a small half bowl of spiritual blood, and added some of the black liquid he had previously concocted, and soon changed from the original blood red to a starry light like the night sky, which was quite exquisite.

With the paint ready, he took out the prepared rice paper and brush, and began to carefully follow the patterns in his memory.

However, what he depicted was not the formation of a righteous path cultivator or a scripture, but a special symbol inherited from the ghost world, which could lead to heaven and earth and drive away ghosts and gods, which was extremely mysterious, although what he was depicting now was only a few characters of the most rudimentary level.

There's no way, he also wants to use the righteous way to exorcise ghosts, but there's no way to learn. Since the ghost clan has a good use and puts it in front of his eyes, if he doesn't look at it in vain, then use it.

Du Bai, who has implemented the doctrine of taking, thought so.

It's just that when he drew the first rune, he obviously felt the temperature of the air around him drop two or three degrees out of thin air, which made him shiver subconsciously. And he clearly felt that something seemed to be in the sky, in the ground, in the mirror, outside the window, and clinging to his back, casting a cold gaze, staring at every cold hair of him.

On the slightly trembling tip of the pen, it seemed that a pair of white and decaying hands would suddenly reach out at any time to prevent him from continuing to write!

He knew that this was a vision caused by the ghost rune when he appeared in the world, so he quickly fixed his mind and didn't dare to think about it, because he knew that some treacherous imps were fond of drilling into people's hearts and magnifying them infinitely.

Once you get caught in the loophole, you are likely to be scared to death by your own vision.

Of course, the strong-willed Du Bai is not among them.

He only needed to release a little bit of the aura coming from the ghost king's body, which was enough to make all the little ghosts dare not move.

The power suppression class in the ghost world is clearly much stricter than he imagined.

Everything settled down again, and he relaxed and continued to write the second rune.

However, it was only then that he realized that the ink on the nib had been completely absorbed, leaving only hairs that were close to air-drying.

It didn't matter, he re-immersed himself in ink and began to write.

The already calm wind gradually became stronger unconsciously, and the windows were blown and creaked, as if there were countless people outside desperately hammering the windows to get in, but they were stopped outside.

Du Bai didn't pay attention to the outside, because his mind was now completely attracted by the characters in his hand, beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, and his arms were bruised, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

"I didn't expect it to be so hard just writing."

Du Bai gasped slightly, only to feel that a whole Mount Tai seemed to be pressed on his back, making him almost unable to move, only his arms still had a little strength left.

His eyes gradually revealed a solemn color.

When I was in the ghost town, I didn't feel the effort to learn these runes with the body of the ghost king, but I felt that it was easy, whether it was written straight or backwards, even if it was scribbled, it didn't matter, and there was no sign of backlash.

I didn't expect that when I got here, just the simplest characters, the most formal way of writing, would also make me feel a lot of pressure.

For the first time, he clearly felt the gap between heaven and earth between the two bodies.

"The difference in strength is still too great."

He sighed in his heart.

Of course, there must be a reason why one of them is a ghost and the other is a human, but the influencing factor is not big, and this ghost realm rune is common to the three realms.

By the time of the fourth rune, trouble finally came.

He had just put down his pen, and when the tip of the pen touched the rice paper, before he could react, he suddenly saw the candle flame in the room jump violently, and then go out instantly, and the whole room was pitch black, and at the same time, his arm was already unable to move.

All he could see was a cold palm that was so rotten that it was crawling with maggots sticking out of the tiled rice paper, grabbing his wrist to prevent him from continuing to write.

"Stop...... Under...... Otherwise...... Die! ”

A hoarse and low old man's voice echoed in his ears.

The yin wind suddenly rose and poured in from the mouth of his clothes, and the feeling of coldness spread all over his body, and he suddenly felt creepy.

However, at this time, the words of panic were tantamount to throwing himself into a net, Du Bai quickly emptied his mind, closed his eyes and concentrated, and at the same time, the light point representing the body of the ghost king in his mind quickly lit up, and the light appeared.

He is borrowing the momentum, borrowing the momentum of the clone.

He learned that if the human race dared to write ghost runes at will, they would inevitably be targeted by ghosts and ghosts that were free from the human world because of the condensed yin qi. There are only two ways to avoid this, either you are strong and can not be afraid of ordinary ghosts, or you have the support of a strong person behind you.

If it were an ordinary mortal, it would be his own death, waiting to be devoured by demons.

Du Bai himself is just a mortal, but there is someone behind him!

His doppelganger is the Ghost King!

Invisibly, a mysterious and powerful aura was slowly released from its body.

"Huh!"

Instantly, a cry of surprise sounded in his ears, and the old ghost with bad intentions seemed to have discovered something unbelievable, and was inexplicably horrified.

Du Bai slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a deep and inexplicable smile, and with that powerful momentum, he formed a great coercion on the enemy.

"This ...... What a powerful ghost king's breath...... "That old ghost never thought that this seemingly weak little scholar in front of him would be behind him was a ghost king who was so powerful that he wanted to kneel and worship, this is a huge arrogance, if the ghost king knows, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, he will be scattered!"

He hesitated.

After being silent for a long time, Du Bai, who pretended to be profound, wanted to wonder if this breath could not calm people, and began to feel a little weak when he should think of a way to run away, and finally the old voice came from his ears, this time with a little embarrassing apology:

"Misunderstanding, disturbing ......"

Before the words fell, I saw that the warm candle flame was lit again, the previous ghost hand was gone, the room was still calm, and there was no sound of ghosts crying wolves outside the house, as if it was just a hallucination, in fact, nothing happened.

The corners of Du Bai's mouth twitched slightly.

It turns out that ghosts are more heartfelt than humans!