Not to mention that Komatsu's soul was not recovered, and even the yin that was peeping during the day was not found, let alone arrested and interrogated.

All the way back to Wenfeng, who was in the low-lying woods, there was a feeling of despair.

Of course, the landing village is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and the villagers not only go up this side of the mountain, but also have other roads, in all directions of the small plain.

But Komatsu's grandmother said that Komatsu came here that day, and there was no way to continue walking here, Wenfeng was here for the second time, and it was still a "clean" mess.

If you were picking mountain goods near here, how did you get in danger, and if you weren't here, where would it be?

Is there a road he doesn't know leads to other places?

Thinking as he walked, he didn't notice the road conditions, the ground was slippery, and Wen Feng just stepped on a mossy tree root.

The body staggered and fell to the ground, and all of a sudden, the enchantment that enveloped Wen Feng was unstable, and he turned into spiritual power and retracted back into the dantian.

So, like a pebble thrown into the calm lake, Wenfeng's breath was suddenly exposed to the dark woods.

At this time, a weak spirit happened to be not far from Wen Feng, and it was so startled by this sudden aura that it suddenly dissipated without a trace.

There was more than one weak spirit that was alarmed like this, and the spirit within a few hundred meters around felt the spiritual breath in Wen Feng's body, and they all disappeared in an instant.

Wen Feng Lingjue felt all these changes in detail. I didn't care about the pain in my knees and dirty clothes, so I immediately closed the enchantment and hid my breath again before standing up.

It's over, it's completely exposed tonight's whereabouts, it's really in vain.

Wen Feng looked at the "emptiness" around him and felt sorry for a while. Just when Wen Feng decided to go back with a sad face, the big fish actually came!

A stream of yin qi suddenly came quickly from the depths of the mountains and forests in the middle of nowhere, came to a place not far from Wenfeng, and then wandered back and forth as if looking for something.

Wen Feng's heart jumped, and he felt the breath of the visitor. It seems that it also came here because it felt the breath of Wenfeng just now.

It stopped hesitantly after turning around, and then it seemed to react and wanted to leave, but Wenfeng would let it go easily.

It had already sneaked quietly, and flew out the moment before it was about to leave, pinching a soul talisman and absorbing it into the enchantment it had pulled into.

Obviously, this geist is a bit of a Taoist, Wen Feng found out after it appeared, and it was still within Wen Feng's ability, plus Wen Feng's sneak attack was successful, and it was caught before it could resist.

Wen Feng is indeed more powerful than he was more than three months ago, and after his heart is resolved, he is more active in doing things, of course, he will not be as passive as before.

Looking at the spirit that was dragged into the enchantment in front of him, he was already frozen and was looking at Wen Feng with a frightened and surprised face, and only then did Wen Feng see it clearly.

The appearance of a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed as a wild adventurer, was in tatters, and his translucent body was full of paw prints.

It was the kind of marks that were torn and scratched by the hands, the flesh and blood were blurred, it seemed that that was the cause of death, and a kind of compassion arose in Wen Feng's heart. But Wen Feng has not forgotten the reason why he went up the mountain late at night.

"You're also spying on us in the neighborhood during the day today, do you want to do it?"

"You actually know how to do Taoism! You're in league with them! ”

The geist stared wide-eyed, staring at Wen Feng in fear pinching the seal and pointing at his right hand, shouting loudly, and the soul body kept struggling to escape.

"What do you mean, with whom? Are there any other people here who know Taoism? ”

Wen Feng immediately grasped the main point and asked seriously.

"You're with them, you're with them, we're lost, and you've brought us in there to kill us!"

The middle-aged geist seemed to have remembered something terrible, and he looked like he was crazy, and even if he was fixed, he desperately hid back.

"You calm down, you make it clear, who am I with, who are they? Where did I take you? Why did I kill you? ”

Wen Feng tried his best to calm down this temptation, but the geist was still crazy.

"Shut up!"

Wen Feng saw that there was no way to appease it, and directly mobilized the spiritual power in his body to boil, and instantly oppressed the spirit of the ghost and couldn't move, and he couldn't even make a sound, so he had to look at Wen Feng in fear and listen to Wen Feng's question word by word.

"Five days ago, a little boy came up here to pick mountain goods, did you stole his soul?"

Wenfeng decided to ask about Komatsu first, and the province mentioned that it went crazy again. Sure enough, the geist was stunned for a moment when he heard something else.

"Little boy? Hooking souls? No! Not me! ”

"Not you? Who's that! ”

"It's not me, it's not me......"

When Wen Feng asked him who hooked Xiao Song's soul, the spirit looked a little flustered and avoided Wen Feng with his eyes.

It's lying!

Wen Feng could see at a glance that in the face of the oppression of his strong spiritual power, this wandering spirit was like a child, and his eyes were evasive, and he was absolutely empty-hearted!

"Not you?"

The thought of the poor skinny child lying on the bed made me angry.

He sneered at the wandering spirit who was dodging his eyes, and at the same time he increased the pressure of spiritual power, he made a fingerprint on his right hand, which was white and shining, and he looked like he was about to destroy it.

"No, no, it's not me! Those people, those children......"

"Kids? What a child, what a mess, I can't hear you clearly, look into my eyes, and pass on what you see to me with an illusion. ”

It seemed that the more he asked, the more chaotic it became, Wen Feng remembered that there was an ancient book in the old man's study that introduced how to intersect with the consciousness of the yin object, so that the yin object took the initiative to remember what it saw, and the spell caster could see what happened, just like a dream.

As soon as he heard that there was such a Dao technique, the wandering soul was even more panicked, not only did he not dare to look at Wen Feng, but he also had a more empty face.

It's lying!

It seems that it will not be honest without some means.

Wen Feng's face was dark, and the finger print of his right hand fanned towards the ghost spirit on the ground, and the finger print of one hand made the ghost soul unstable, bright and uncertain, and almost shot away.

"Don't ~ show mercy to your subordinates ~ I say, I say ......"

The spirit was shocked by Wen Feng's magic seal and felt like it was flying away at any time, and it was afraid and decided to confess.

The geist's eyes dodged, and it took a while before he was forced to look at Wen Feng, and after it was expected that the geist could not fight back, Wen Feng received the picture from the geist's eyes through the method of ancient books.

It was the outskirts of a dark valley, and the geymer was suffering from untold pain as it hid beside a boulder engraved with countless incantations.

The boulder blocked an exit, but left a gap half a meter wide, and the outside was a dense forest, and if you could get out, you would be able to escape.

However, the geist was stopped by an invisible barrier, and he couldn't get out and was scorched by the spell of the boulder, but even then he didn't want to back down.

Because a group of children behind it were looking down at it with black faces.