I couldn't stand up with my legs, and the monster crawled up to me, looked at me, and suddenly swept over to the man in the corner.

It jumped on top of the man and hugged him in a strange position, and I watched dumbfounded, and the man took a long breath on his back, and then woke up. He stood up, with the monster still hanging on his body, but without noticing, he casually turned on the light in the room.

The lights came on, the red color of the room vanished in an instant, and the vague figures were gone. There was only the man in the room, and the upright corpse on the bed.

The man walked over and handed me a hand and pulled me up. I looked at him, rubbing my eyes vigorously, and I couldn't see the monster anymore, but I had a strong instinct that it was still hanging on his chest.

"Not bad, young man." He laughed, and laughed weirdly.

I looked at him, and suddenly understood something, and then looked at the dead body on the bed, and said loudly: "You, you are an old Xiangtong, you are a master?" ”

The man smiled and nodded: "Young man, he has a good understanding and is smart." He patted himself: "This person is my apprentice in name, but in fact, he is a furnace that I have carefully cultivated, just to prepare for today's events." ”

I'm cold all over my body, is this the legendary snatching? I was speechless, and the evil breath that filled the room was overwhelming.

The man said: "Don't call me master in the future, only you and I know about this matter, you caught up by chance." What is your name, young man? ”

My throat rattled: "Feng Ziwang." ”

The man nodded, looked at the dead body on the bed and said, "Before I died, I was the last one to give you the Yin Spirit, you are the last disciple of my previous life, this is love." Remember my current name, my name is Chen Nan, and you can call me Senior Brother in the future. ”

He turned around and walked out, and I hurriedly said in the back, "I saw ...... just now"

He waved his hand: "Don't say if you see through it." You have already passed the Yin Spirit, and there are few people in this world who have such ghost skills, and even few people from the Jilin Ghost Hall know how to do it. Feng Ziwang, you also remember that you don't necessarily have to say what you see, especially things like Yin Ling. It's not a good thing, it's not auspicious, and it's not good for you to say it. ”

I rubbed my temples, said yes, and followed him out of the chamber.

He picked up the internal phone hanging on the wall and made a phone call. After a short time, two men came, carrying a thin coffin, into the secret room. When he came out again, the body was already ready.

The man, who called himself Chen Nan, changed his expression, knelt on the ground and cried, patting the coffin and crying: "Master, Master, why did you leave, woo woo......"

I saw sweat pouring down. This Chen Nan is the old Xiangtong, he is pretending to cry himself.

I felt a chill in my heart, and I really didn't want to deal with such a person, so I whispered, "Senior Brother Chen, I'll ...... if there's nothing to do."

Chen Nan waved his hand: "Wait a minute, I'll take you to see someone." ”

He wiped away his tears and stood up, and said goodbye to the two men, who carried the coffin out. There were many people resting in the rest hall, they were extremely numb, looking at the coffin carried, there was no expression on their faces, they should take drugs, they should go to sleep.

Chen Nan motioned for me to follow, and the two of us went to the northeast corner of the hall, where there was a reclining chair with a person lying on it. This is a drug-addicted Taoist friend, in his forties, wearing a bathrobe and holding a young lady by his side.

The table next to it was full of bits and pieces of tools, which I couldn't read, but knew it wasn't a good thing.

Chen Nan pulled over the chair and sat next to him, and said softly, "Brother Dong." ”

This fellow Daoist barely opened his eyes to look at us, and his mouth said "hmm".

"Brother Dong," Chen Nan said, "This young man is a closed disciple of my master, and he is very Taoist, he has come to see your situation." ”

"Where's the master?" This one called Dong Ge asked.

"Just passed away." Chen Nan said.

Brother Dong's expression did not change in the slightest, and he looked at me: "Little friend, then I will trouble you." ”

Chen Nan stood up and said: "Brother Dong is the boss of the night market, he has had something happen recently, he feels that his body is not refreshing, he is very heavy, and he has no energy to do anything. You use the method of channeling yin to help him see. ”

Brother Dong looked at me and smiled bitterly: "Little friend, I don't have the energy to play with women, since you are the master's apprentice, help me take a look." ”

I asked Chen Nan in a low voice, "Senior Brother Chen, how can I use the Yin Spirit?" ”

Chen Nan told me that if you concentrate all your attention on your eyes and visualize your thoughts in your heart, your spiritual will flow through your eyes.

I took a deep breath, pointed at Dong Ge, pointed my index fingers on my temples, and began to meditate.

At first, I couldn't feel anything, but all of a sudden, what I saw in my eyes turned red, the same as the red feeling in the secret room just now.

The scene in front of me also began to change, and I immediately saw an old man lying on Dong Ge's body. This old man only has the upper body, and the lower body cannot be seen, and the body is translucent, as if there is nothing in between.

The old man was filled with black energy, full of billowing negative energy. I saw him, and he seemed to notice it, and he turned his head suddenly, and I sat down in my chair in fright. This old man looked very strange, with all the corners of his eyes and eyebrows hanging, and a vicious smile on the corners of his mouth. The eyes blink quickly, like characters from cartoon animation.

At this moment, he was like a huge humanoid leech, clinging to Dong Ge's chest, twisting constantly, and the yang energy emanating from Dong Ge's body was sucked by it.

He doesn't know what the other person is thinking, but can feel the other person's emotions. The strange method of channeling yin spirit is to be able to feel the emotions of ghosts. At this moment, I can feel that this old ghost in Brother Dong's body is full of great resentment. I can't decipher this grievance, like a thousand pounds of boulders pressed against the chest socket, I can't go up or down, and I can't block this trouble.

I rubbed my temples and my head felt like it was bursting. Chen Nan patted me on the shoulder, and I smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Chen, how can I take back the Tongyin Spirit again." ”

"There's nothing I can do about it." Chen Nan said: "If you call it and come and go as soon as you go, then this method is too cheap." I can only teach you how to use it, and as for how to get back, I don't know very well. You can only stay up, and it's good as soon as the time passes. ”

"How long is it going to last?" I said tremblingly.

"Everybody's physique is different." Chen Nan said: "I ...... My master is fifteen minutes, and you don't know. ”

I gritted my teeth and endured, my whole body trembling, and cold sweat flowed down like water.

Brother Dong looked at me: "Little friend, do you see anything, tell me honestly." ”

I barely looked up, and the old ghost on his chest was looking at me sideways, and the old ghost smiled at me, revealing a row of tiny fangs.

Ghosts, in fact, look similar to people, how ugly can they be. In ordinary life, everyone feels disgusted when they see ugly people, the famous bell ringer Quasimodo is ugly enough, people see him disgusted and bully him, but I haven't heard of anyone who sees him scared and weak. So why are ghosts so scary?

Now that I have passed through the Yin Spirit, I have a deep understanding of what a ghost is.

Ghost is actually an emotion, and it affects me strongly, like a deep nightmare. Many people have had nightmares, and they were scared in the dream, but after waking up, they looked back and thought about it, and they didn't understand why they were so scared at that time.

There is a logical relationship here, not because you are afraid of dreaming of horrible scenes, but because you are afraid that you dream of those scenes.

The scene in the dream is born with emotions and thoughts, and it automatically matches your fears, so there are nightmares first, and then nightmares.

At this moment, I feel like I have a nightmare, and it is not that I am afraid when I see this old ghost, but this old ghost and the emotion of fear seem to be born in the deepest part of my consciousness at the same time.

I have a feeling that even if the power of the Yin Spirit passes, I will see him again in my dreams.

So, after a long time of channeling yin spirit, will I become indistinguishable from reality in dreams...... If that were the case, I would have become mentally ill. How strong a psyche does this have to be to support this kind of supernatural power?!

I stepped back, as far away as I could from Brother Dong, the negative energy emitted by him and the old man on him was too great.

I gasped and said, "Brother Dong, you have a ghost in you. ”

After saying this, Dong Ge and the woman beside him were stunned, and the woman propped up her elbow and looked over. The rest hall is very dark, the atmosphere is depressing, Dong Ge's voice is trembling, he is in the underworld, but he is very afraid of ghosts.

"What the hell?" His teeth chattered.

I said, "It's an old man, only half of his body, and he's hanging on your body, right on your chest, and he's inhaling your yang energy. ”

As soon as my voice fell, Brother Dong screamed "ah", fell to the ground with a "poof", and knelt in front of me: "Little fairy, you save me!" ”

Chen Nan hurriedly helped him up: "Yo, Brother Dong, this can't be helped." Do you know where this old ghost came from? ”

Dong Ge hammered his head: "A few days ago, there was a barbecue stall in the night market that didn't pay the management fee, so I went over to urge it, and it was the old couple who rented the stall, and they raised a little grandson at home." In this case, in fact, I can be accommodating, but the old lady spoke badly, and the whole market was jumping, so I slapped her in the mouth and beat the old man again, this kind of thing can't be used to. Who knew that after the turn of the day, I heard that the old man committed suicide and jumped off the building. Jump and jump, so you don't die and fall in the middle of the road, just when a car presses over and is crushed in two. ”

Speaking of which, he was vague, and the whole thing sounded quite relaxed, in fact, I could imagine what Brother Dong was like at that time, the ruffians and hooligans bullied others, and beat and scolded the old man. Now that the old man is dead, I didn't expect the ghost to be gone, and it directly entangled him.