Chapter 159: Turning Spirit

Facing the cold eyes of the top boss, if there is no desire, it will be fine, but Tang Lin is still a person who has a lot of desire for power, and now there is a big mountain blocked on the way up, and he suddenly feels that the air he breathes is suppressed.

After a few words, Luo Zhi's anger also subsided a little, and he pulled Bai Ze and said: "Don't learn from him to enter the officialdom in the future, how tired it is to play tricks every day!"

Bai Ze couldn't help but smile bitterly, let alone entering the officialdom, he fought with an official gang of forces last night, and also injured a country's commissioner, watching the police face the appearance of that thin man, the rights of Captain Hong and his gang are definitely not low.

When the three of them returned home, there was no trace of the notes and food on the table moving, and the little girl should still be asleep.

There was a lot of takeaway left in the early morning, and although the appetite was not good, Tang Lin and his wife still took a bowl of millet porridge each, and they ate a little.

"After eating, take the medicine prescribed by the doctor. Seeing that the porridge in the bowl had bottomed out, Bai Ze asked.

Tang Lin still had a cold face, eating pickles without a bite, and he looked like he was wandering out of the world.

Luo Zhi glared at him and happily agreed: "Okay, we won't go out for the past two days, and tomorrow our family will reunite and have a good Lantern Festival." ”

Bai Ze responded with a smile on his face and turned around to get the medicine box.

Although the hospital prescribes a lot of medicines, it is a pity that these things must not have half a effect. With a flash of determination in his eyes, Bai Ze took out sleeping pills from the pill box on the side and poured out four tablets, mixing them in all kinds of pills.

Bringing warm water and seeing Tang Lin and his wife finish eating six or seven pills, Bai Ze quietly retreated to the room, meditated and made final preparations.

With the sound of the door of the room closing, after a while, a subtle snoring sound reached Bai Ze's ears, and his eyes immediately turned black and red, and he looked at the surrounding room with ghostly eyes.

The two large, one small and three qi and blood rose quietly, following the laws of course between wrinkles and soothing, and they were obviously already asleep.

His eyes returned to normal, Bai Ze calmed down, and took out a piece of ghost incense from the storage bag.

The ghost incense is a little slippery to the touch, the whole body is black and shiny, the length and thickness are similar to cigarettes, but it is far from the regular shape of cigarettes, crooked and rough, and there are traces of burning at the fracture.

But don't look at the appearance of this thing, the materials used to make it and the refining process are not simple, otherwise the ghost king will not be like a treasure, and every time he uses it, he will not waste the slightest.

The effect of the incense is proportional to the time of ignition, and the longer the time it is ignited, the greater the ghost energy gathered, and the more ghosts can be attracted.

However, Bai Ze obviously doesn't need to attract ghosts, and he doesn't want his house to become a netherworld, so naturally he doesn't need to ignite it for a long time.

Standing up, Bai Ze left his room and pushed open the door to Tang Lin and his wife's bedroom. The two of them were lying on the bed, snoring slightly, without the slightest intention of waking up.

Closing the curtains, Bai Ze sat cross-legged on the ground and lit the ghost incense on his hands.

There was not the slightest smoke and fire, and there was no smell in the nose, and although the sparks burned slowly on it, there was not the slightest abnormal sound.

Bai Ze was a little puzzled about its effect, considering that it might be the reason why it had burned above, he was not in a hurry, just quietly stared at the ghost incense standing on the ground, waiting for it to burn over this area.

Unconsciously, the spark in front of me seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, reflecting a fiery red vision. There seemed to be a lot of colorful flowers in the fire, which made him dizzy.

But the strange thing is that Bai Ze doesn't hate this slightly dizzy feeling, the flowers everywhere are mixed with the rapid beating of the sight, but there is a psychedelic feeling, which makes people intoxicated.

As the flowers kept blooming and withering, he seemed to have smelled the fragrance of the flowers.

Before he could savor what this floral fragrance was, a hot feeling suddenly came from the tip of his nose, and Bai Ze shrank violently and came back to his senses.

The incense of the ghost in front of him was still burning faintly, and in his eyes was the familiar vision of the ghost eyes, and unconsciously, Bai Ze actually ran the soul with all his might.

Touching the hot feeling of the tip of his nose, Bai Ze could imagine that Fang Cai had a pair of black and red eyes, and his face was full of intoxication and leaning towards the burning ghost incense, but he was burned to the tip of his nose.

"This thing is really weird! I'm just practicing the secret method of ghost cultivation, and I've been tricked. Bai Ze cheered up and didn't dare to wander in the slightest.

As he straightened up, a yin wind slid past him, causing a fine layer of goosebumps on his arms. The slightest coldness came, Bai Ze looked around, the sight in the room was much darker than before, and the temperature in the air had dropped a little.

"There is already a tendency to form a yin land here, and we can't delay any longer. Bai Ze immediately immersed himself in his mind and entered the sea of knowledge.

As the soul in the sea of consciousness stretched, like a human form composed of gas, a bright point of light suddenly lit up at the heart, followed by four points of light on the hearts of the hands and feet, and then brightened, and the five points of light slowly gathered together, as if full of life-like rhythmic breathing, and a full sense of power faintly came out between the expansion and contraction.

Bai Ze suddenly opened his eyes, and the light came out from his chest, and he automatically floated to the vicinity of the ghost incense without guidance.

The invisible aura of Yunyun cultivated the beating force, but Bai Ze, who was sitting in place, fell into a strange feeling.

When his strength is out of his body, according to common sense, his heart should stop beating at any time, and his blood will naturally stop flowing.

However, although the amplitude of the heartbeat is almost none, the blood in Bai Ze's body is not still, and those few traces of demon blood seem to have eaten stimulants, running wildly in the body, although it cannot supply the oxygen and nutrition needs of all the organs, but it also makes him not fall into the predicament of hypoxia for a short time.

It's a strange feeling, the flesh is like a living dead, and while it remains alive, the heart is like a warm piece of dead flesh. At the same time, because of the lack of physical support, the soul has also become a little ethereal, and there is a feeling beyond the third perspective of the physical body.

It's a pity that the demonic energy contained in the demon blood is limited after all, and as the dizziness of the lack of oxygen in the brain came, Bai Ze withdrew his mind from these two strange experiences, and controlled the strength covered with a layer of cloud fragrance into Luo Zhi's stomach.

It seemed that the hot oil was hitting his face, and the hot feeling was so hot that he trembled violently, which made Bai Ze clench his teeth to prevent himself from accidentally screaming. Once they accidentally wake up Luo Zhi and the others, as their qi and blood surge, not only will the spell fail, but Bai Ze will also be in danger.

As if struggling in the oil pot, I don't know how long it took, a large yin and evil aura suddenly locked tightly on Bai Ze's strength.

With a thought, a much dimmer strength reappeared in mid-air. If you look closely, a few black lines shuttle and wrap around the surface, which should be the spell of seducing soybeans.

Bai Ze was sweating profusely, but Kenben didn't dare to stop, and then submerged his strength into Tang Lin's body.

If Luo Zhi, who is a woman, is like a pot of oil to Liluo, then the blood of Tang Lin, a man in his prime, is a pool of magma!

Not to mention the torture-like feeling brought about by the scorching heat of melting all over his body, Bai Ze could clearly feel that his strength was slowly shrinking, and his spiritual cultivation was slowly regressing, if he didn't withdraw in time, until his strength was completely gone, it would also mean death.

The gums were already oozing blood, and Bai Zeyuan's eyes were full of scarlet bloodshots.

"Wait!"

"Can't give up!"

......

Time was no longer in concept, and just when Bai Ze seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and the sense of strength seemed to be nothing, a yin and evil feeling finally came from that end.

Without any thoughts, Bai Ze mechanically quickly pulled out his strength.

Fang Cai was still the strength of a bright ball of light, there was not the slightest brilliance at this time, a faint halo came and went, and the black lines densely covered on it were clearly visible.

When his strength returned to his body, Bai Ze's face turned pale instantly, the blood vessels in his body suddenly protruded, and the palms and feet of his hands and feet seemed to be burned, and a large area of scorched paste appeared.

Bai Ze clutched his heart tightly, as if it was a still statue, and there was no movement for a long time.