Feng Qingyang's confident voice calmed my heart a little, and as soon as I exhaled, my nerves relaxed a little.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I relaxed a little, the incense case actually began to tremble.

Feng Qingyang immediately pressed the table with one hand, and inserted two fingers of the other hand into his mouth, as if biting his fingers, he flicked his fingers into the darkness.

I saw that in the dark corner of the room, slowly, a dark green figure appeared!!

Ah, what is that, certainly not a person?!

How did that thing get in, and who the hell is it?!

I squinted at the corner, and the dark green figure still let out a weird "clucking" laugh, which was terrifying.

Then, the shadow bounced and pounced on my body.

I was so frightened that I almost immediately ran away, but fortunately Feng Qingyang moved very quickly, grabbed the shadow by the neck with one hand, and threw it into the corner again, and he himself flew to the corner.

Feng Qingyang fought with the shadow for a while, and it could be seen that the shadow was by no means Feng Qingyang's opponent.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow shrank several times, as if it had become particularly flat, and in the blink of an eye, it was out of Feng Qingyang's control and pasted on the highest glass window.

I kept staring at the shadow, and the shadow's face, which had become very flat, stared at me with the same hideousness.

From the eyes of the black hole, I saw hatred, endless hatred.

But what do I have to do with him, and why does he have such a strong grudge and hatred for me?!

Suddenly in my mind, I seemed to be able to guess who this strange shadow was!

That's right, this dark green shadow is the soul of the corpse barbarian nine times out of ten.

Moreover, that kind of resentful look was almost exactly the same as what I saw on the top of the bus that day.

At the beginning, in the bus, I ruined the good deeds of the corpse barbarian, and now, he also concocted the same method, reporting and reporting, and at my important immortal worship ceremony, the soul came out of his shell and ran over to disturb my game.

Alas, when is the time for retribution!!

If I can speak at this time, I would like to patiently explain it to this evil spirit.

However, the corpse barbarian himself is evil, and he has a deep grudge, and it is estimated that he will not listen to him if he explains it.

I didn't speak, but the shadow spoke.

I only heard the soul of the corpse barbarian say to me viciously: "I didn't expect you to have a helper here, and you are still a powerful helper, relying on my current cultivation to get close to you, but one day, I will let you know what is called the pain of life is worse than death...... I think that at the beginning, you ruined my good deeds, and I tell you, I will never give up...... When I join the Evil Spirit Truth Society, I will have access to endless magical powers...... You'll know how good I am then...... Hahaha...... You have to live well...... Waiting for me to take revenge......"

The soul of the corpse barbarian cursed for a long time, but I only remembered one word, and that was "Evil Spirit Truth Society".

What does "Evil Spirit Truth Society" mean?!

Even if I asked, I guess the corpse barbarian wouldn't explain it to me.

After saying this, I saw that the corpse barbarian turned into a thick puff of black smoke and disappeared through the crack in the window.

Feng Qingyang looked down at the three sandalwood sticks, the sandalwood was still burning, and only a small part was left, but fortunately it was not damaged.

Then, Feng Qingyang asked me in a low voice, "You ...... You okay?! ”

I blinked, indicating that I was okay.

Feng Qingyang exhaled: "It's almost over, fortunately I wasn't disturbed by that ghost, it was my negligence that I forgot all about the corpse barbarian's revenge, however, I have already marked him, and within a hundred days, he can't get close to you at all......"

Feng Qingyang sighed, then sat down in his original position, took a deep breath, and stared at the little sandalwood that was left.

After the previous horror, it is impossible to say that I can continue to be calm as before.

In the last few minutes, because of the tension, it was very, very long, and the time may have been so wonderful.

Anyway, the three sandalwood sticks were finally burned from beginning to end, and Feng Qingyang and I let out a long breath.

After being silent for a while, I wiped the beads of sweat on my forehead, and asked Feng Qingyang very fearfully: "Have I completed this immortal ceremony?!" ”

Feng Qingyang stood up and checked the embers of sandalwood, he nodded slowly and said, "It should be okay, although there are twists and turns, fortunately, your immortal seeking ceremony has passed smoothly." ”

I also stood up slowly, and suddenly I felt very relaxed all over my body, and it really felt like I had been reborn.

Moreover, I can still smell it faintly, and it seems that in my body, there is a faint fragrance.

I guessed that it was the energy of the light ball in my body, the smell that slowly emanated from my pores.

Could it be that I'm already a half-immortal at this time?!

The immortal ceremony ended perfectly, and you need to clean up the incense case.

I want to pick up that ancient porcelain bowl, clean it for others, and return it tomorrow, because there is still a deposit of 50,000 yuan?

I reached out to get the bowl, but Feng Qingyang reminded me in a low voice: "You can be careful, don't break the bowl......"

Hearing this, I felt very strange, how can I break a bowl when I touch it?

I thought Feng Qingyang was joking, but I ignored him, and my fingers just touched the porcelain bowl.

Unexpectedly, the porcelain bowl was really torn apart......

“…… Yes?! ”

How is this possible, how can it be broken, this is not a bowl, but a lot of money!!

I broke out in a cold sweat, turned my head and stared at Feng Qingyang viciously, and asked loudly, "Is this ...... What's going on?!! ”

Feng Qingyang shrugged, raised his hands and said, "What's the situation, you made it yourself, I didn't touch it, why blame me?" ”

"But how do you know this bowl will break?!"

"I ...... I don't know, it's just, it's just a kind reminder......"

"No, you...... Tell the truth......"

"Oh, it's just a bowl," Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly and said, "The bowl is broken, you can't blame me completely, the main thing is to blame the corpse barbarian......"

I seemed to understand that the spirit of the corpse barbarian had just crept into my room through the crack in the glass window, intending to disrupt my immortal ritual.

At that time, the corpse barbarian wanted to use the yin wind to blow down the sandalwood, and Feng Qingyang once used his internal strength to contend with the corpse barbarian for a while.

The two forces collided with each other, and as a result, it was difficult for a single bowl to withstand the forces of both sides, and as a result, it shattered from the inside.

Then, I asked Feng Qingyang if it was what I guessed, and Feng Qingyang nodded yes.

Alas, you really can't blame people for this matter.

But the shattering of this bowl really hurt my heart, I knew that I had bought the bowl directly, and I could bargain cheaper, and I wouldn't spend so much more money.

So far, I really have a hard time!!