Uncle Li took a sip of tea: "Although the yang energy in the body of the Yin Walking Girl is not as sufficient as that of ordinary people, your body contains a power source that is more pure than Yang Qi, that is, aura." ”

I woke up from my trance, and it was a matter of my own safety, and I listened more attentively.

Both Lingzheng and Uncle Li mentioned before that King Ling's tomb is narrow-minded and will be revenged. When he was kicked out of the master's door, he thought that the master was going to force him to death, and he was resentful and wanted to attack the master.

Fortunately, Lingzheng's master was strong enough to deter King Ling's tomb, causing him to hide like a rat for many years.

This time, because of my business, Lingzheng destroyed the dens of human traffickers, and he must have a grudge and find a way to get revenge on us. It's just that I didn't expect that compared to Lingzheng, I was even more dangerous. Because King Ling's tomb not only wants to take revenge, but also "eats" me!

As Uncle Li said, the aura in the body of the Yin Walking Girl is sufficient.

If you devour the aura in my body, it is comparable to the yang qi devouring ten ordinary people in King Ling's tomb. Moreover, my life soul is relatively strong, and it has a great temptation to King Ling's tomb.

In other words, once I fall into the hands of King Ling's tomb, a guy who is not a ghost or a ghost, I will definitely be "eaten and wiped clean" by him.

All in all, my identity as a "Yin Girl" may now be my talisman.

In the eyes of King Ling's tomb, I am simply a piece of big fat meat walking, how could he not come up and take a bite?

It was not a pleasant experience to be targeted by that lecherous guy in King Ling's tomb, but fortunately, having Ling by my side made me feel a lot more at ease.

"You stay here these days, and if there's nothing important, don't leave. Don't worry, with me here, I will never let him hurt a hair of you. Lingzheng gave me a reassuring look.

I squeezed out a grateful smile and nodded solemnly.

To be honest, I still have a lot of doubts in my heart, but it is really not appropriate to ask them in front of the two of them.

I learned from Uncle Li that the age of King Ling's tomb was about twenty-eight years old. This age refers to the age at which he died from the backlash of evil magic. After that, King Ling's tomb devoured yang energy and life soul to continue his life, and became a white-faced man, and his years were not short.

How old is that Lingzheng?

He is the senior brother of King Ling's tomb, roughly calculated, at least in his thirties, why does he look so young?

I remember that when I first saw Lingzheng in King Ling's tomb, I still didn't recognize it, and it was a reason that I hadn't seen it for too long, and the sentence in King Ling's tomb was also worth pondering.

He suspected that Lingzheng was also practicing evil arts, so this is why it is like this now.

Wasn't Lingzheng like this before? Is there any amazing secret hidden in Lingzheng's body?

I have a good impression of Lingzheng, and I don't mind that he is older than me, and now there are no longer a few girls who like "uncle". But it's hard for me to accept that Lingzheng is also like King Ling's tomb, and he is also an "old goblin" existence. If it weren't for the trust in Lingzheng, and the fact that he didn't seem to mean anything to harm me, I really wouldn't dare to stay here.

After chatting for a while, the sky had completely darkened, and the lights outside the courtyard were on.

Uncle Li seemed to be a little tired, and waved his hand to signal Ling Zheng to take me down.

After the two of us left the living room, I heard the sound of "babbling" in the living room, and it seemed that Uncle Li liked to listen to the opera.

Although the courtyard of Lingzheng's house is not too large, there are many rooms, and after he arranged an empty room for me, he told me to rest for a while, and he will call me for dinner later.

For some reason, the thought of the Spirit being about to leave suddenly made me feel a little scared in my heart.

"Sleep, I'll call you when dinner is ready." Ling Zheng said softly, "First year, don't be afraid. ”

I frowned and shook my head: "Lingzheng, don't leave yet, I'...... I'm a little confused right now, Lingzheng, how old are you today? I asked tentatively.

Ling Zheng was slightly stunned, but his face quickly returned to normal: "I know what you're worried about, don't worry, I and King Ling's tomb are not the same kind of people." Trust me, it's safe here. After saying that, he patted me lightly on the shoulder, turned to leave, and carefully closed the door for me when he walked out.

My mind was a little messy now, and I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down.

Looking around, the rooms are simply furnished, with only basic furniture such as wooden beds, cabinets, and chairs. The bedding on the bed has just been changed for me, and it is all clean. After tossing and turning all day, I was indeed physically and mentally exhausted, but I couldn't sleep in bed, and the terrifying scenes of the day came to my mind from time to time.

I've been a yin girl for so long, and I've been in contact with yin ghosts, and I've seen a lot of big scenes.

It's the first time I've planted it so badly.

Lingzheng told me that the little girl who was arrested with me was also in the gang of human traffickers.

If you think about it, I fell into the trap from the beginning, and the routine was too deep. The slightest negligence almost made me lose my night.

There was an intermittent sound of singing outside the window, but it was not loud, and I couldn't hear it clearly. Listening to this singing, it seems to be a woman, which is quite good.

Gradually, my eyelids became a little heavy and my consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Squeak!"

Hearing the noise, I tilted my head and saw that the door of the cabinet in the room was opened, and the spirit was slowly walking out of the closet.

Am I dreaming?

It's not uncommon to dream of Lingzheng, but why did he come out of the wooden cabinet?

Is this the rhythm of coming out?

No, my mind was completely confused, and there was such a messy idea.

In a trance, I heard Lingzheng's voice again, he was shouting to me, this is going to eat?

No, why did he reach out to me and grope up and down on me?

His hands were full of calluses, which hurt me a little, and I couldn't help but grunt and wriggle to get out of the way.

But on second thought, why should I avoid it? This is not the tomb of King Ling, it is Lingzheng!

I've been thinking about Lingzheng Boss for a long time!