The smoke and rain are misty, the light rain is dripping, and it is the rainy season of the year!

The continuous rain for several days made the entire Lingnan City and even the Jiang family in a depressed, gloomy and boring state.

And with the outside of the house, the bead-sized raindrops kept falling, and the howling wind kept blowing, which made the people inside even more irritable.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew violently, rolling up the many white silk hanging on the hall of the Jiang family, causing it to sway in all directions and flutter with the wind, swaying non-stop.

The brazier placed in front of the coffin in the hall also became crumbling due to the sudden appearance of the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Seeing this scene, a black-faced man sitting not far from the brazier immediately stepped forward and brought a bundle of paper money and threw it into the basin, scolding while throwing it: "You little beast, you are really dead and still don't make people stable, let Lao Tzu burn paper for you, you are a fart!" If it weren't for the situation, Lao Tzu wouldn't have burned paper for you! ”

The person who spoke was the husband of Jiang Yingying, the eldest sister of the Jiang family, and Jin Chengjia, the son-in-law of the Jiang family.

Because Jiang Shao, the second young master of the Jiang family, died suddenly, he accompanied his wife to wake his soul here.

"Why do you talk so much if you want to burn a piece of paper."

Jiang Yingying, the eldest sister of the Jiang family, saw that her husband had complained and said loudly.

"Hehe, Madame said with a smile, it's not that it's been raining lately and it's too irritable."

Jin Chengjia changed his face and said with a hippie smile.

"Irritability? I think you're stealing fun. ”

Jiang Yingying glanced at him, and then looked at her brother who was lying in the coffin, without any sadness on her face, as if there was a person lying inside who had nothing to do with her.

Immediately, she showed a strange expression on her face, muttered to herself, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are finally dead, and now the entire Jiang family is mine, and no one fights with me anymore!" ”

Not long after she finished speaking, she saw that the flames in the brazier in front of her had somehow suddenly extinguished.

At the same time, the temperature in the entire hall instantly cooled, as if it had suddenly come to a cold winter, and the cold wind was bitter and made people shiver.

Watching this scene happen, Jiang Yingying, who felt the changes in the hall, turned her head to Jin Chengjia and said dissatisfied:

"What are you doing, let you burn the paper well, how did you put out the fire."

"No, ma'am, I've been burning ......"

Jin Chengjia immediately defended himself, but before he could finish his words, his mouth was stuck, his eyes were even more round, and his whole body trembled up and down, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yingying said a little puzzled.

"You... You... You... After..."Jin Chengjia said with a slight tremble.

"Behind me?"

"Isn't that my brother behind me?"

As she spoke, Jiang Yingying looked towards the coffin, she didn't know if she didn't see it, and she was startled when she saw it.

The lid on the coffin fell down, and the person lying inside sat upright, smiling at her gaze.

Jiang Yingying glanced at it, and was suddenly shocked in her heart, shocked, her eyes turned black, and she fainted on the spot.

"Ah, the corpse!"

Seeing his wife fall, Jin Chengjia screamed like a frightened bird, and then ran towards the outside of the hall regardless of it.

Xu was because of the raindrops, which caused the ground to be wet and a little slippery, Jin Chengjia ran up quickly, and accidentally slipped and fell to the ground, and fainted with his eyes closed.

Jiang Shao looked at the two, fell down one after the other, and jumped out of the coffin speechlessly.

Now he says that it is Jiang Shao, but not exactly Jiang Shao, he can only say that the body is Jiang Shao, but the soul is not, and now he is Fang Han.

The reason why this happened was because Fang Han had taken away this body.

He was originally a Divine Wheel Realm monk, but because he killed a few disciples of the Immortal Sect, he was chased and fled all the way here.

Because the injury was too serious, in order to save his life, he used the secret technique to escape out of the body and escape from the man's pursuit.

When he was about to find someone to take it and rebuild, he happened to see this body, so he came here and occupied it.

After Fang Han came out of the coffin, he didn't pay attention to the two people who fell to the ground, but walked along the tea table, poured himself a cup of hot tea and drank it in a big gulp.

"It feels so good to be alive!"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Fang Han exhaled a long breath, thinking back to what had happened before, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Spirit Sword Sect, Fuhua Sect, Qingyun Sect, you wait for me, make our Han so embarrassed, treat me Jindan Dacheng, and make you pay the price!"

Thinking of this, Fang Han leaned on the table with one hand and dragged his chin, looking at the Jiang family husband and wife lying on the ground with a cold expression.

Coincidentally, the original owner of this body was also extremely unlucky, and was drugged to death, and the person who drugged it was his so-called sister Jiang Yingying.

Of course, Fang Han knew the reason for all this, and when he took away this body, he learned about the remnant soul that devoured Jiang Shao.

However, for the worldly mortals, Jiang Yingying, the daughter of the Jiang family, mutilated herself, the same father and mother, and the younger brother, Rao is Fang Han never thought of it.

Even if he is a demon cultivator who has killed countless people, he is also shocked by this kind of disregard for his blood relatives and mutilating his own brother, which is the case for mortals, not to mention immortal cultivators with magical powers.

"Well, since I occupy your body, I'll help you get revenge."

Fang Han's face showed a chill, staring at Jiang Yingying, who was lying on the ground and fainting, and suddenly thought:

"This woman has the courage to kill her relatives and brothers, presumably she should have accumulated a lot of resentment over the years, otherwise she would not have openly killed people, but if she extracts her soul and refines her soul into a ghost, the power should be extraordinary."

Thinking that Fang Han became interested, as a demon cultivator, he could be said to be a commonplace in terms of soul refining, and he was already too skilled to be proficient.

Immediately, he stood up from his seat, threw his sleeves, and grabbed at Jiang Yingying's void.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap appeared in the sky, and the howling wind outside the Jiang family's hall was mixed with the rain, and the rain seemed to become heavier.

Outside the hall, it was extremely quiet, so quiet that it made people panic.

Fang Han looked at it with some embarrassment, Jiang Yingying and his wife, who were lying on the ground, stretched out their hands and rubbed their noses, and whispered softly:

"I almost forgot, now I just took away people, and I haven't cultivated mana yet, so I can't use spells."

Seeing that he couldn't use the spell now, Fang Han dispelled the idea of killing, poured himself another cup of hot tea, and sat down.

He dispelled the idea of killing, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't kill, Fang Han looked at the two people on the ground with sharp eyes.