Time passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the exhibition contest is coming.

In the past few days, in addition to thinking about what works should be produced in the competition, Yang Ye has seized the time to practice "Ghost Control Technique" and open the yin pupil.

The night before the tournament began, he finally succeeded.

On this night, the moon and stars are scarce, and in the small courtyard, the fallen leaves are scattered, and it is quiet.

Yang Ye sat in the room, cultivating quietly.

It wasn't until late at night that he suddenly felt a stream of heat spread in his eyes, and then it was cool and comfortable, and he could see the things in the room strangely before he opened his eyes.

Yang Ye was overjoyed, opened his eyes, slowly collected his work, and got off the bed.

After listening to the movement in the room next to him, he quietly opened the door and slipped out.

When I came to the courtyard, the moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and there was silence everywhere.

Yang Ye stood in the courtyard, looking around, and in his eyes, a touch of turquoise flames jumped in each of them, which looked extremely demonic.

After looking for a while, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and muttered: "There don't seem to be any ghosts here, maybe I'm afraid of the powerful literary aura on Sister Fanfan, after all, she is already a cultivator in the realm of literary appearance." ”

Yang Ye thought about it, was a little unwilling, and decided to take advantage of the night to go to Zhang San's shop to have a look.

Although he hadn't successfully cultivated the technique of dealing with ghosts and monsters yet, he had just opened his yin pupils, and if he couldn't see a ghost, he would inevitably have some doubts about the authenticity of this exercise.

On the streets, the sky is empty, and the night wind blows up the fallen leaves, flying everywhere.

Yang Ye held his breath and condensed, walking along the dark corner of the wall towards Zhang San's shop.

As soon as I reached the mouth of a deep alley, I suddenly heard a scream of "meow", and a black cat "whoosh" came out of it and landed in front of Yang Ye.

It turned around quickly, its fluorescent eyes flashing, looking into the alley, its whole body trembling slightly, its hair standing upside down, and its mouth emitting a whimpering sound.

Yang Ye's heart jumped, and in a blink of an eye, the alley was dark and silent, empty, and there was no movement.

Just when he was secretly wondering, a head suddenly appeared on the trash can in the corner, and then his body slowly crawled out of it, and it turned out to be a little ghost with a short body and a black body!

The little ghost had fangs on his face, his eyes were scarlet, his whole body was filled with a thick black yin qi, and on the palms of his hands, there were long nails, sharp as knives, hideous and terrifying.

The black cat crawled at Yang Ye's feet, trembling and whining all over, both fearful and curious.

Yang Ye looked at his appearance, and his heart suddenly moved, it turned out that this black cat could also see ghosts clearly.

The little ghost got out of the trash can, directly raised a pair of scarlet eyes, and looked at Yang Ye.

When Yang Ye's eyes met, the little ghost was stunned for a moment, and then his grimace changed greatly, he screamed in horror, turned around and fled towards the alley.

The human beings who can see it are definitely not the ones it can provoke, it is likely to be the kind of evil cultivator who specializes in catching them and using them for sacrifice.

If you're not careful, you'll be gone.

So as soon as this little ghost found out that Yang Ye could see him, he didn't hesitate and immediately ran.

When the black cat saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and glanced at Yang Ye a little blankly, unable to see that this person was anything terrible.

Yang Ye didn't dare to attack himself when he saw the ghosts, his heart was slightly relieved, and he glanced at the deep alley a few times, then turned around and continued to move forward.

The black cat tilted its head, looked at Yang Ye for a while, rolled its eyes, and hurriedly followed.

Yang Ye thought about things in his heart, and soon came to the door of Zhang San's coffin shop.

Feeling the very obvious cold aura here, he frowned slightly, glanced at the store, and said, "It seems that after I left, that ghost thief did not change his mind and entered here again." ”

He stood in the doorway, hesitated for a moment, drew the scimitar that was as thin as a cicada's wing at his waist, reached into the crack in the door, slowly provoked, and opened the door with ease.

His eyes flashed with a green light, and he quietly entered the door, and as soon as he took a few steps, he heard a low moan from a woman, and the voice was filled with a kind of extreme enjoyment and excitement.

Yang Ye's eyes froze, and he hurriedly walked up, and saw a simple wooden bed through the gap in the wooden cabinet.

A weak girl in pajamas was lying alone on it, while a quilt was laid under the bed, and Zhang San and his wife were sleeping on the ground.

At this time, the girl's eyes were tightly closed, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, one hand touched her chest, the other hand was down between her legs, her body struggled and writhed, and her mouth made a soul-destroying sound, as if she was doing something.

Yang Ye's eyes flashed, and he immediately saw that on the girl's body, there was a ghost with a black body and a cloak of hair.

The ghostly young man looked like a ghostly young man, but his eyes were blood-red, his mouth had fangs, he was naked, his arms were tightly hugging the girl under him, his body was shaking, and his face was full of excitement.

"Ghosts are the bodies of souls, and they are as empty as shadows, how can they be combined with the human body?"

Yang Ye looked at the ghost's lewd and evil smile and skillful movements, and couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart.

"That's not right!"

At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly found that the ghost was not holding the girl's own body, but the same soul as the girl!

The girl's soul, with her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, biting her lip gently, and her body actively catering to it, looked like she was enjoying it.

Since this soul and the girl's body are reunited, if you don't look closely, you think that the ghost is really interacting with the girl's body.

"Hmmm......"

The girl's body was dreaming of spring at this time, her mouth was moaning, her hand was caressing between her legs, and her body was writhing.

A faint snowflake-like light floated out of the girl's body and sank into the ghost's body.

"Is this yang energy? It turns out that ghosts use this method to gain enjoyment and yang energy. In the long run, the woman's body will inevitably become weaker and weaker, and eventually her immunity will decrease, she will be riddled with diseases, and she will die completely. ”

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Ye secretly thought in his heart.

That "Ghost Manipulatory" is not in vain, and the things recorded in it seem to be very correct now, presumably even if it is an evil law, it is because it is not recognized by most people.

"It's a pity that I only opened the yin pupil, and I can only see ghosts, and I haven't practiced other exercises above, so I can't do anything about this ghost. ”

Yang Ye watched the ghost unscrupulously destroy the girl's health, and felt angry in his heart, but he was helpless.

Even if you drive it out with a gentle tone like before, as long as you leave, it will still come back, and it will get worse.

Only by practicing the art of ghost control can you truly capture and kill such ghosts.

So Yang Ye decided that after he went back, he would start practicing that exercise.

"Meow—"

At this moment, the black cat that was following behind Yang Ye suddenly let out a frightened scream, and its body jumped up violently, landing beside Yang Ye, shrinking into a ball, trembling.

Yang Ye was shocked, turned his head to look, and saw another ghost with a cloak of hair!

The ghost looked gloomy, with its feet off the ground, stretching out a pair of sharp claws, slowly floating towards Yang Ye.

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