It was born pale, and its eyes showed mad malice to freeze people's souls.

Jun Komori didn't panic.

It doesn't really exist, or rather, it does, but it's not here.

Komori Jun uses yin-yang techniques to try to track and peep at other existences, which will naturally cause the other party to be alert.

Clever peeping methods can often add a layer of filters to their own line of sight, similar to surveillance and telescopes.

A more advanced level such as a white stone is equivalent to a direct dimensionality reduction strike by a military satellite, which does not make people notice anything strange at all.

Jun Komori is the most primary, which is equivalent to staring at each other face-to-face, and it is strange that there is no reaction.

The flames of the demon surged on its surface, and through this illusory afterimage, she could see a picture more clearly.

The small rental, the young woman, the man who was ushered in, one, two, three, and then the fourth, shrouded in a fog, killed the woman, and took it away.

Jun Komori's body trembled, turned his head and said, "I'm sorry, your husband is dead, I will kill the murderer." ”

With that, she stepped into the flames, and the ghost peeked out of the open window.

Shiraishi was a little surprised by her progress and used the Dragon Walk to catch up.

The three wives in the house cried and comforted the people at the police station, who could not do nothing.

……

Chirp, the flames burrowed through the cracks in the window and fell to the ground, scattering into sparks in all directions, and Jun Komori walked out of the sparks, his burgundy eyes looking around.

The flames recoiled back into the wick, and she walked over to the woman's corpse, her head twisted back, her eyes widening, her gray-white face proving that she had been dead for some time.

It's not that he just died, Jun Komori came to this conclusion, and a glimmer of realization rose in his heart about the picture he had just seen, it was something that happened in the past.

This made her understand more and more why she should not care about the details.

If you want to go for details, it's hard to tell how one can see the past.

Yin-Yang is mysterious, and its process is also subtle and uncontrollable, those who can realize it can realize it, and those who can't realize it can't realize it in their lifetime.

Of course, this is not to say that there is no logic at all, the right way of thinking is equally important, and she can't think of something that she can't do at all.

"What do you see?" Shiraishi took a step behind and entered through the main entrance.

Komori said softly: "This woman has a special relationship with evil spirits, and attracts men to come over for food for evil spirits. ”

"It's probably a couple at this age, and it happens occasionally, and the evil spirit is regarded as the resurrection of the boyfriend after his death."

Shiraishi shook his head, the net of education was spread, and there were always some people who regarded it as poison and had to take advantage of the loophole to leave.

If you take the class seriously, you can understand that the evil spirit does not attack the people close to it at first, and it does have a little influence on the deceased, but that influence will soon disappear without a trace.

In the final analysis, after a person dies, he has been cut off from everything in his life, and if he forcibly stays in this world, he will be eroded by negative energy and become a monster hungry for flesh and blood.

"Someone from behind came in and killed her and took away the evil spirit."

When Jun Komori said this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Shiraishi-kun, do you say that the person behind is good or bad?" ”

Shiraishi smiled: "Don't you already have an answer, do what you think." ”

"Hmm." Jun Komori nodded lightly, she never makes a judgment on a matter easily, whether it is good or bad, she always has to find someone to ask.

She manipulated the spirit to leave the wick and pounce on the woman's neck, trying to catch the man's remaining traces.

The flames clung to the woman's body, and she pursued it diligently, trying to see through the fog.

Gradually, she saw a very unconventional picture and expected some reaction from the other party, so that she could deepen the picture along that thread.

The other party obviously understood that, and did not fight back, and the picture of Mohu became more Mohu and disappeared from her sight.

Jun Komori opened his eyes, there was a hint of helplessness in his burgundy eyes, and he turned his head and said, "Shiraishi-kun, I can't catch him if I trouble you." ”

"Don't be discouraged, you're great at getting to this point."

Bai Shi comforted, reached out to rub her head, and said with a smile: "Give it to me next." ”

The cyan flame suddenly appeared, turning into a thin-waisted dog, falling on the woman's neck, sniffing the murderer's smell, the flames exploded, and swept away the two of them.

……

When the hellhound tracks down the target, it returns to the space, and the cyan flames spit out two people, and the flames themselves disappear.

As soon as he landed, Jun Komori immediately sensed that something was wrong with the air, it was cold and sticky, and malice seemed to fill the entire street, burrowing into people's bodies along the pores.

Her burgundy eyes swept and saw that the roads and the walls outside the two-story houses that were common in the countryside were painted with special symbols.

It is not clear what the symbol is, but it is perceptible, a disgusting feeling that can distort one's vision.

Her hole became magnified, and from that symbol, she could find a hint of the aura of the God of Spring, "You are a member of the Spring God Sect?!" ”

The flame of the heart ghost on the Baolian lamp beats, and her delicate face is covered with cold killing intent, and even her tone becomes cold.

The busy man in front stopped painting, stood up, scratched his fluffy curly hair that had not been washed for many days, and muttered, "Damn, it's just a little bit, it's still discovered." ”

He looked to be in his thirties, with a beard on his chin, and was wearing black short sleeves with loose slacks, "No way, let you join this ritual together, worship the god of spring, if you can get her attention, you will also get a powerful divine spell." ”

"I've got the ceremony ready, there are ninety-nine people in this village, an evil spirit."

"Shut up!" Jun Komori roared, and the demon left the wick and turned into a beam of flame forward.

The man didn't expect her to be so decisive, saying that she would do it, and it was obviously a good thing, so couldn't she think about it?

He raised his hand.

The flames of the demon fell down, "Ahh ”

The man wailed, fell backwards to the ground, rolled a few times, and did not continue to move, and the smell of roasted meat permeated his body.

The flame retracted the wick, Jun Komori's expression was a little confused, he glanced sideways, and asked suspiciously: "Shiraishi-kun, what's going on?" ”

Shiraishi replied truthfully, "It's a puppet. ”

"That's right."

A hoarse voice rang out, and the man's burnt cheeks bulged, and several small black bugs emerged from them.

Buzz, the concussion of the membranous wings rang out, and a black mist rose from all around, covering the sky above the village.

On closer inspection, those black mist are dense black bugs.

The method of refining Gu, Bai Shi has always disliked it, because it is too disgusting to use.

A wizened old man landed in the center of the bound evil spirits under the swirl of insects, his eyes were sunken and glowing green, "If you show too much strength at the beginning, you will only attract the attention of stronger people, but it is different with a puppet."

Boy, you're good at tracking, so I don't know if you have the ability to escape. ”

The old man said, his face revealing the coldness and joy of a vulture staring at the carrion, "As for you, little girl's delicate skin and tender flesh... Hey, those eyes, I see, you are the youngest daughter of the family that boarded the spirit child.

Tsk, you are lucky to have been able to see God twice in your life. ”

Jun Komori didn't talk nonsense, and the demon flames rushed forward, blocking them one by one with black Gu worms.

They are not afraid of high temperatures, they are not afraid of low temperatures, and they can ignore sword slashes, and even eat away at the flames of their hearts.

"Hmm." Jun Komori let out a muffled snort, his expression still refused to give up, and the flames turned from large to a beam, wanting to bypass the layers of Gu insects and attack the controller behind it in a way as thin as a needle.

The old man showed a mocking smile on his face, "Hehe, at a young age, I don't know how thick the sky is, and you still want to fight with me?" ”

There are many Gu worms, and the old man doesn't feel any difficulty in controlling them, layer after layer, wrapping up the heart ghost flames that are as thin as needles.

Jun Komori only felt that the left and right, up and down, were unbreakable ice, and his mood became impatient.

"Don't panic," Shiraishi put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Leave it to me." ”