Chapter 133: The Ghost Lingers
The man's brows furrowed: "Qin Yichen, why are you still ghostly?" I cultivate, you follow, I come to find the person who makes up for the big supplement now, and you follow too, what? Do you want a piece of the pie too? ”
Qin Yichen glanced at the formation in front of him and walked in front of him leisurely.
He was a head taller than him, and though lifeless, his skin was not bluish-white like he was, but a healthy wheat color.
He reached out and touched the place where the maggots were still crawling on his face, and his eyes flashed with cruelty: "An Yun, the people in this house, we can't move, let alone ...... Although we have avoided the cultivation of the laws of heaven and earth for so many years, we have never harmed people's lives. ”
"Once you cultivate the physical body, the laws of heaven and earth will also turn a blind eye, if you eat her today, then even if you cultivate into the flesh, you will be punished by the heavenly thunder, and then you will definitely be scattered, are you stupid? Don't understand this? ”
Speaking of the back, his tone was a little excited, and An Yun's blood-red eyes glared at him: "Don't worry about it!" ”
Qin Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck: "I still have to take care of it, I'm going to take you away now!" ”
"You let go!" An Yun shouted angrily, and his hand also broke his hand hard, but his hand pinched his neck like pliers, and he couldn't break it at all.
He only has a soul left, and it won't cause him any damage, but he is held in his hands, and he can't escape, he can't run away.
Qin Yichen didn't care what he was talking about, he dragged him and left the old mansion of the underworld.
The hearts of the people inside the door have been rising and falling, just now the yin qi suddenly became thick, they thought that something more powerful was coming, and the rune paper inside the door kept bright, as if it was about to burn in the next second.
But I didn't expect that after a while, the yin qi dissipated by itself, and the rune paper did not burn at all, nor did it light up.
The people in the living room all breathed a sigh of relief, and the upstairs Shenchen felt that the yin qi below suddenly dissipated a lot, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Fairly aware of current affairs......
But soon people who didn't know the current affairs came, and the rainstorm outside became louder, as if it was going to smash people's hearts.
Shenchen's eyes were getting colder and colder, and he felt that the temperature in the room was a little low, so he turned up the air conditioner by a few temperatures.
The wind outside blew through the windows, and the housekeeper's prohibition outside the room was blown away by the yin wind, and Shenchen knew that this was even more fierce than the one just now.
The ghost who probably followed the path of cultivation just now is quite decent, but this ...... I don't know how many lives I have on my back.
Shenchen's eyes were bottomless, and the aura around him was so cold that he could freeze people to death, if he hadn't taken care of Meng Yao, he would have wanted to go out and pinch this person to death.
He lowered his head and picked out a few talismans from the talisman paper, took out a pen and paper from the cabinet, and wrote: Go back to the room, stick these talismans on the door, you can't deal with this, let him come up, this is an order!
Then he put the rune paper together with the paper on which the words were written, and used the power of his space to move it directly into the hands of the housekeeper in the living room.
The butler looked at the paper that appeared in his hand out of thin air, and was surprised for a moment, and then realized that it was given to them by the underworld.
The housekeeper glanced at the thicker yin qi outside, and saw the words written by Shenchen, and hesitated.
But he glanced at his partner who was waiting next to him, sighed and said, "Young Master, let's go back to the room, go, and retreat to my room!" ”
The others frowned: "Isn't this okay?" ”