In the whole room, I could not see my fingers, and I could even hear the sound of my heartbeats rising and falling, the sound of plopping, plopping, as if it was about to jump out of the atrium.

I held my breath and stood in front of the mirror, looking into the mirror.

But I couldn't see anything, I could feel the mirror of my own silhouette.

Although I have experienced countless corpses, when I am standing alone in front of the mirror, I feel a hairy feeling in my heart.

I slowly leaned down, felt the darkness, lit the candle, and placed it on my sides.

Looking at himself in the mirror, the faint light was dim and a little yellow. The red glow of the candle burned and radiated in circles.

The whole room was dead and dull and oppressive, and I suddenly felt an instinctive nervousness, and I was not afraid that a hideous face would suddenly appear behind me, because I had ghost hands, and when the thing in the sky was close to me, there would definitely be a hint.

But I don't know why, I still have an inexplicable tension in my heart, and the darkness is like an amplifier, releasing my suppressed heart infinitely.

I stood in front of the mirror for half an hour and nothing appeared.

I smiled faintly and thought to myself, it turns out that the legendary psychic is fake.

I blew out the candle and turned out of the grooming room, and the moment I locked the door, my right hand shook violently as if it were even more crazy.

An icy chill rushed down my back into my body, and I shivered violently.

It felt like a sprinkled bird, a trembling violent.

I quickly calmed down, and I knew it was standing right behind me. An invisible sense of oppression, centered on me. began to spread around.

I slowly twisted it over, and it was the first thing I saw. It was a beautiful and breathtaking face, and I seemed to look at her with some surprise.

It stands to reason that if she were a ghost, she would have shown me her most terrifying and hideous side, so that I could understand her grievances, her pain, and make me fear her.

But obviously, this female ghost is not like this.

She was a metre away from me at most. The circle of light on her head was white, and she was also dressed in a white robe that I knew was a brocade of a woman's body.

It was a layer of cotton brocade specially added by our Yangbei funeral home after disinfecting the corpse for the exquisite remains.

The meaning of brocade is the layer between the skin of the body and the shroud.

Its function is to prevent the hard shroud from irritating the skin, and when women are buried. Those who do not wear underwear or clothing are also to let the body leave the world with dignity.

The female ghost hung in the air, and her hair was not covered like the other female ghosts. The horsetail whip is neatly tied, and the brocade on its body dances with the wind.

We looked at each other like two statues for a few minutes. Looking at each other like this, it was obvious that the female ghost had no murderous aura on her. Otherwise, the aperture on her head wouldn't be white.

It's a meter or so away from me at most, and I just need to take a step forward. Locking its throat, it can't fly with wings.

But no, as before, rashly attacked.

For I wondered why this female ghost was not afraid of me.

It stands to reason that it should be able to sense the evil qi on my body, and even a fierce evil spirit will be afraid of the evil qi on my body.

Obviously, I didn't see a trace of fear in its eyes, but I saw a pair of clear and peaceful lakes in its blue pupils.

We were in such a stalemate, I was curious about it, I didn't know what it was thinking at this point.

I first broke the deadlock and asked in a flat tone:

"Aren't you afraid of me?

The female ghost said with a blank face:

"What's the use of being afraid?

I smiled and said, "You're wise, why don't you shy away from seeing me?"

Aren't you afraid that I will strike instantly and destroy you?

The female ghost said again: "What's the use of being afraid?

I couldn't help but want to laugh and say:

"Are you a timer player? Would you say something like that?

The female ghost obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with me and went straight to the point and said:

"I want to make a deal with you?

I looked at it with a puzzled look on my face and said:

"What do you want to trade with me?

The female ghost's gaze wandered away from my right hand and said:

"With my soul, trade with you? Be a part of your power.

What she said confused me even more, I said:

"The Venerable of Evil Qi once said that the soul of actively contributing your soul will be three layers higher than the spiritual power of the soul I forcibly devoured, but the premise is that you must contribute your soul willingly.

In other words, I have to meet your revenge conditions before you willingly use me, and I would love to do this business with you, but it is clear that I don't have the energy to listen to your story right now. Are you leaving? I'll let you live.

As I spoke, I passed by the female ghost. But what I didn't expect was that she would want to stop me. It reached out to me.

A fiery burning sensation radiated down my right arm, and I instinctively grabbed her wrist with a back-grab, swung my left arm and locked her neck with my shoulder and elbow, and my right hand grabbed the tail spine with lightning speed.

My whole movement was coherent and fast, and I didn't give it any chance to resist at all, but I keenly knew that this was not something I could control at all, obviously it was a bad qi against my will, coordinated every part of the body, counterattacked on its own, and the routines I used were all the moves of sanda and grappling that I learned in the martial arts school.

However, what shocked me even more was that after I regained the power bestowed on me by the Venerable of Evil Qi, I came into close contact with the female ghost.

I actually felt her body, in its real form.

In the past, I remember that when I devoured Sixi, Yang Xue, and Wu Changyue, except for my right hand that could grasp them, I couldn't feel their existence at all.

But for the first time since the Venerable of Evil Qi bestowed power on me, I felt its true form

, it is cold and does not have a trace of heat except for the body.

My hands could touch her delicate skin. Especially its back, soft like a sponge. The skin seemed to be able to hold down a pit with a single finger.

The female ghost looked at me in pain.

I blushed and let go of it abruptly. Perhaps my strength was too strong, and the female ghost prostrated forward and lay on the ground.

In order to cover up my poverty, I said, in a questioning tone:

"How so?

The female ghost sat down on the ground, looked up at me, and said:

"The power of the Evil King has been perfectly integrated with your body, and you can perceive it as soon as the Evil King perceives it.

I know you don't want to hurt me. Do you know? I'm betting on my soul to approach you, I'm really scared that you'll swallow me up if you don't listen to me.

But you didn't just do that, I think you're a kind person.

Are you so ruthless that you can't give me a chance?

Don't you want to know who I am?

Looking at the tearful appearance of the female ghost, I suddenly felt compassion. Say:

"Say it! Why did you come to me?

The female ghost stood up, wiped away her tears gracefully, and said, "

I am the poor woman you saw on Wang Zhu.

If you don't save me, King of Evil. I'm going to be gone.

Qin Dayi, who was killed that day, invited a master to prepare to incinerate me. Especially if you are recovered by the wicked, it is better to take the initiative to give your soul to you. for you. These two dilemmas are a death. Is that better than death?

The female ghost sobbed and sobbed as she spoke, and I was completely confused by this time.

I TMD took great pains to find it, but I didn't expect to find nowhere to find it when I stepped on the iron shoes, and it took the initiative to send it to the door.

But I have a keen sense that this is not so simple.

can make a female ghost take the initiative to contribute her soul, if it weren't for the corner, it wouldn't be so dead. It ended its life in an extreme way before it was born, and after it died, it still couldn't escape that tragic fate.

This Qin Dayi is really ruthless enough.

I would have liked to talk to her in a psychic way and reclaim it.

Then give Wang Zhu and Qin Dayi a lesson to the couple.

But I didn't expect things to change so quickly.

When I saw that she did not seem to be playing tricks on me, I said:

"What leverage do you have for this deal we are talking about?

The female ghost stopped crying and said:

"I will dedicate my soul to you, from now on you will be my master, and my soul will be sealed in the soul space of your right hand by the evil qi on your body.

You can release me at any time to serve you.

I obviously didn't know anything about the soul space that the female ghost said, so I asked like a schoolboy:

"What exactly is my soul space?

The female ghost said, "A container for storing souls, the more souls you devour, the more evil qi will become." Once I enter the vessel of your soul, I will be used by you for the rest of my life, you want me to live, I will live, you want me to die, I will die.

I asked, "So you mean you're my man?"

As soon as I said this, the female ghost nodded a little shyly.

When I looked at it like that, it was clear what I was saying, and it was misunderstood.

I hurriedly changed the topic and said, "What do you mean by Qin Dayi inviting a master just now?" Why should it incinerate you.

The female ghost said with a sad face: "This is, I can't say it, or you feel it yourself!"

As soon as the female ghost finished speaking, it turned into a wisp of black mist, and the black mist slowly rose into the air, converging into a round ball, and suddenly rushed towards me.

But I didn't feel anything impacted, it felt like a cold air rushed into my body.

Then the ghost of yours whispered in my ear:

"I am Li Lina, and from now on you are my master, and I hope you will keep the promise between us.

Then the voice faded away.

I stood in place, regretting and shaking my head, if I could, patiently listen to the nagging of the Venerable of the Evil Qi, I would not have understood anything, this TMD, now I am all on my own.

Is this good or bad?

When I returned to the duty room, Wang Feixiang glanced at me and said:

"Where's your boy? So long to come back? Won't you steal the urn of the dragon and phoenix again? (To be continued......)