In this battle, Zhang Chen was really seriously injured, and Zhang Chen had to carefully clean the wound on his neck for him. Wei Yang is the child's cousin after all, and he is also very distressed about Zhang Chen, Wei Yang brought a large basin of glutinous rice water from the kitchen and put it in front of Zhang Long, "This child has been poisoned by a very deep corpse, let me come, I must use this old glutinous rice water to clean the wound before the corpse poison that penetrates deep into the body can be discharged." ”

Wei Yang picked up the towel, dipped it in some glutinous rice water, and wiped the wound on Zhang Chen's neck little by little.

"Hold back!" After Wei Yang said something, Zhang Chen didn't scream, he was just sweating profusely, and he could indeed see that he was in pain, and after wiping it, a large basin of glutinous rice water that was originally milky white turned into a dark red basin, and it exuded an indescribable stench.

Wei Yang changed another basin of glutinous rice water, and continued to wipe the wound of this guy, repeatedly, and replaced a total of seven or eight pots before seeing the situation improve, which shows how powerful the bloody corpse drought must be! The guy who can make Zhang Chen's body of Liu Tongzi have such a deep corpse poison in his body must not be simple!

After detoxification, Zhang Chen felt that his body was much better in an instant, he got up from the sofa, looked at his neck in the mirror, "Ouch, it's bad, it's disfigured!" Lao Tzu finally inherited my father's handsome face, but it's a pity that he is going to be disfigured! ”

"You kid don't shoot Lao Tzu's ass!" Although Zhang Long said this in his mouth, the first time he heard someone praise his appearance in person, his heart was still beautiful.

"Zhang Long, this bloody corpse drought is indeed too powerful right now." Wei Yang told him, "I still thought that I had to find the Demon Mother to be able to barely compete with it. ”

"The Witch Mother?" Zhang Long didn't think about what the Demon Mother was.

"It's Zhang Chen's mother-Wei Lingling!" Wei Yang explained.

"She didn't ...... after giving birth to Zhang Chen" Zhang Long wasn't sure if Wei Lingling was so weak after giving birth to Zhang Chen at that time, whether she had gone to ashes or not, anyway, she had been like it for more than a month since then, and she never saw Wei Lingling again.

"We can just go and try!" Wei Yang really couldn't think of any better way, he proposed that everyone go to the room where Wei Lingling gave birth tonight to do a channeling, if Wei Lingling's spirit body is still there, after all, as a demon mother's body, the mana will naturally increase several times.

In the evening, Zhang Long, Wu Jun, Zhang Chen, Li Mu and Wei Yang came to the room where Wei Lingling gave birth before and closed the door, Wei Yang lit a stick of incense in the room, and the smell of incense smelled a little strange.

"What does it smell like?" Zhang Long frowned.

"The scent of ashes! Made from the ashes of a dead man with corpse oil. Wei Yang replied, "When the time comes, after the beginning and the end of the thousands, everyone should not let go, no matter what happens!" ”

Zhang Long and Wu Jun all nodded, Wei Yang put the stick of incense in the middle, everyone gathered outside and held hands, Wei Yang closed his eyes with an order, and then began to murmur a spell in his mouth, everyone began to be groggy, the oxygen content in the room seemed to be decreasing, Zhang Long and they all felt that their breathing became short, Wei Yang subconsciously squeezed Zhang Long and Wu Jun's hands, signaling that they could not let go at this time.

In an instant, several people held hands and landed on a barren hillside, where there were neither trees nor houses, only weeds more than one person tall on the ground, and a thin layer of mountain fog wafting between the weeds, it was also very dark, not even the moon and stars, what kind of place this was, no one knew.

The essence of this kind of thing is actually to instantly transfer the spirits of several people involved in psychic from the yang world to the corresponding underworld in the same place, and everyone only has a stick of incense, and when the time comes, they must return to the yang world.

"After a stick of incense, no matter what the result is, we must go back, understand?" Although Wei Yang is not very old, he can always speak with a domineering atmosphere.

Everyone nodded in unison to show their agreement with Wei Yang's words, this hillside is very windy, after all, the ghosts of the underworld live below is a burst of yin qi, and the wind blowing in the yang realm is some of the wandering spirits left in the world, most people can only perceive the surrounding spirits by feeling the air flow and temperature changes when they have not opened their eyes, but in the eyes of Zhang Long and Wei Yang, who have opened their eyes, they are all spirits floating quickly in front of them. However, with so many spirits floating in front of him, where would Wei Lingling's spirit be there?

Zhang Long: How easy is it for them to find Wei Lingling's ghost in such an empty area below, in such a large area? There are spirits floating around everywhere, most of these spirits are individuals who are unwilling to fall into reincarnation, they have been trapped under this for dozens or hundreds of years, one by one watching people playing psychic games above come to Zhang Long and they want to scare them, if ordinary people seem to have already fainted with fright, but Zhang Long They can be regarded as having seen the world, and they don't care about these ghosts at all.

"Get out of here!" Wei Yang looked at these spirits and was a little upset, and directly scolded them away from front of them, and those spirits found that Zhang Long and Wei Yang were not afraid of themselves, and they all screamed and walked away without going.

"Ouch!" Zhang Chen suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, as if he had telepathy, and he subconsciously covered his left chest.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Long quickly came from behind him with concern and helped Zhang Chen.

"I sensed ......" Zhang Chen felt some discomfort in his body, he slowly raised his head, and saw that there seemed to be a spirit fluttering in front of him, Zhang Long also followed and looked up as far as Zhang Chen's gaze could see, who else could the ghost be if it was not Wei Lingling?

I saw Wei Lingling's ghost floating above like this, Wei Yang bit his fingers and drew a few times at her, the spirit gradually turned her head, she seemed to have amnesia, but when Wei Lingling looked at Zhang Chen, her eyes revealed a kind of motherly care.

"My sister has lost her soul, there are three souls and seven souls when people die, it seems that my sister has lost two of them, the time is almost up, we have to take her up first!" As he spoke, Wei Yang took out a yellow soul cloth from his waist and put it directly on Wei Lingling's soul, Wei Lingling was still struggling inside, but it was already packed, Wei Yang picked up the soul cloth and took Zhang Long and his party up.