After saying this, Wu Feng's eyes suddenly widened, but seeing that the black mist that was dispersed by himself was condensed together again in an instant, although it was not as strong as before, but it was still unabated, from the black fog rolling, once again the old lady Li's eerie and terrifying old face came out, its red eyes were as red as blood, looking at Wu Feng, that cold glow was like a substance, making people feel cold all over the body, the feeling of being stared at by evil ghosts was really indescribable, a cold went straight to the bone marrow, Wu Feng's body was now extremely empty, I really can't bear it, and my teeth can't help but chatter.

"Young man...... The old body remembers you...... The mortal body of the old body in Xisipo was destroyed in your hands, that is, you let the old body have no place to live, and now you are in the hands of the old body, don't want to get out alive today, your body is not bad, just leave the old body here......" The old lady Li let out a chatter laugh, and the black mist rolled up again, about to sweep towards Wu Feng.

A few months ago, when I was in Xisipo, between Mrs. Li's soul and the corpse, there was a wisp of thought communicating with each other, that is to say, there was a trace of remnant soul left in the body of the flying zombie at that time, when Wu Feng beat the flying zombie without the power to fight back, the remnant soul that was lodged in the body of the flying zombie dissipated, and gathered together with the main soul again, Wu Feng eliminated the flying zombie, this old lady Li naturally had some impressions.

Seeing that the soul of the old lady Li was floating towards him again, Wu Feng took a deep breath, took a step forward, and shouted to the old lady Li: "Old lady Li, you have suffered many hardships in your life, and the grievances of death will become such a murderous ghost, do you know how you died?" You were killed by your own son Li Bad Shui, and it was the fat monk who instructed your son to kill you who was the rudder of the White Lotus Sect in northern Jiangsu, and you have a debt and a master, your resentment cannot be vented on us, but you should take revenge on the person who turned you into this appearance, you have become a powerful ghost, you can't enter the six realms of reincarnation, if you do evil again, you will fall into a situation of no return, God can't spare you! ”

"Impossible! You are talking nonsense! How could my own son kill me? The old body hurts him so much, he can't kill me! ”

Mrs. Li's unjust soul turned into a black mist body, full of anger, it was sealed by the fat monk in the soul sealing jar, cultivated with secret methods, and the memories saved were all the things that the fat monk wanted it to write down, and all that could be recorded were full of hatred and resentment, and the purpose was to make it her own killing tool, but Mrs. Li had been fierce to this point, her Taoism was very high, and she herself also had some ability to think, if it was an ordinary ghost, then there would only be hatred and resentment in her heart, When they have vented their grievances and hatred, then they are not wronged ghosts, and what can support them to save zài is just a mouthful of resentment, and once the resentment disappears, the soul will inevitably be scattered, unless there is a high monk who is excessive, it can be resolved.

Seeing that Mrs. Li reacted, it seemed that she believed her words a little, so she added fuel and vinegar and said: "Old man, you are a kind-hearted person, and after you die, you should escape into reincarnation and reincarnate, but you didn't, and you turned into the most ferocious ghost, which is enough to show that you died very wronged, very tragic, and only the person closest to you can do it, that is, your own son, he buried you alive with his own hands, have you forgotten?" That nightmare that the people of Xisipo have every night! ”