The moment the door opened, the house lights dimmed suddenly, and the green light outside the house shone on the gloomy face, and two yin spirits in black robes gently floated in from a group of yin spirits.

The people in the room stared with bated breath one by one, for fear of "picking" themselves.

The two ghosts floated around and looked at everyone from top to bottom. The face is expressionless, and it is extremely terrifying.

The last one stopped in front of a young man with dyed blue hair, and the other stopped in front of Zhang Wanli.

"Pick it out, come with us."

The blue-haired young man almost died on the spot.

Zhang Wanli straightened her hair and looked at the little blue hair: "Let's go, go and help." ”

The little blue haired trembled and clung to the little fat man next to him.

What if you don't go? That would only be scary.

"If they are in a hurry", Zhang Wanli walked up to Xiao Lanmao, and his voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it, "Then we will be the one who will be given the funeral next time." ”

After speaking, he secretly evoked a faint smile.

However, it turned out that intimidation was useful, and Xiao Lanmao followed behind Zhang Wanli and reluctantly went out.

"Hey, your Yuxi needle." Shen Ling quietly handed over the spirit weapon that Zhang Wanli had used to set up the formation last time.

The corners of Zhang Wanli's mouth curled: "Thank you." ”

As soon as the ghost reached the door, it suddenly stopped in place for a second, then turned stiffly.

Faintly, he said, "We still need two more people." ”

Everyone gasped: there was also a temporary change of hexagram?!!

A ghost floated around everyone, and stopped in front of Shen Ling and Si Yunian: "You, and you, come with us." ”

Maybe others didn't notice it, but Zhang Wanli saw it, and she saw Si Yunian's slender fingers hidden in his sleeves moving, as if he had done some kind of magic.

"Be cautious, don't be reckless." Shen Yi said in a deep voice to his younger brother.

"Got it."

......

At night, the mountain village is shrouded in darkness without the city's street lights, and only the bleak moonlight allows people to vaguely see the road under their feet.

Several of the ghosts carried the pitch-black wooden coffin, and the rest carried green lamps in their hands, floating gently along the mountain road. It looks like it's going up the mountain.

"No, it's at night when someone is buried." The little blue fur wanted to cry without tears.

"The ghost buries people, not at night, when is it." Si Yunian's voice was cold, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

Little Blue Fur was extremely remorseful: "Why don't I stay at home and have to travel." ”

"I suggest you buy a lottery ticket when you go back, and you might win." Shen Ling looked at the little blue hair who was following closely by his side, with a look of disgust.

……

The little blue hair was too desperate and grabbed Shen Ling's clothes.

"Let go!"

The little blue-haired looked at him aggrievedly.

"I'm scared."

Shen Ling: Forget it......

……

The wind picked up at night, and the leaves were rustled.

"Si Yunian, what kind of spiritual cultivator are you, why have I never seen you?" It's inconvenient to ask when it's quiet, at this time, the ears are filled with the sound of wind and leaves, Zhang Wanli is close to Si Yunian, and the conversation can only be heard by the two of them.

"I'm not a spiritual cultivator."

"Huh?" Zhang Wanli was stunned.

Si Yunian: "Isn't it like? ”

"Hmm...... Not really. Zhang Wanli felt that this was a bit nonsensical, and it was inappropriate, so she added, "After all, you know more things than others, and most people don't have the courage like you." ”

Si Yunian pondered: "There is a family member who is a spiritual cultivator, and I have followed her for many years and know a lot. I also learned some simple tricks, but I didn't have that fate, so I couldn't enter this industry. ”

"Oh."

"What's wrong?" Si Yunian had a smile in his tone, "Don't believe it? ”

"Nope."

"Then why do you look so preoccupied?"

Zhang Wanli said casually: "I'm just thinking about how to protect you two 'ordinary people' for a while." ”

The corners of Si Yunian's mouth curled.

Intuitively, Zhang Wanli thought that Si Yunian was hiding a secret. I was skeptical of what he said.

But at the end of the day, he really didn't have any spiritual objects on him.

Spiritual objects are the essence of every spiritual cultivator's spirit, and can be regarded as a symbol of status.

In that case, Si Yunian, who are you?

……

After walking for a while, the ghost stopped in a field. In the middle of the field is a large pit, where the person in the coffin will be laid to rest.

Zhang Wanli observed the surrounding environment, and only then did she find that under the green light of the ghost fire, each yin ghost had different burn marks on his body, some on his face, some on his neck, and some on his hands......

She suddenly remembered the white-haired ghost she had seen for the first time......

"What did they call us to help?" Little Blue Fur was puzzled, "This doesn't look like a lack of people." ”

Si Yunian replied: "The ghost carries the coffin, and the living sacrifice." ”

Little Bluehair: What?!!

"Is it too late for me to leave?"

Si Yunian said: "It's too late. ”

As soon as the words fell, a leading ghost floated over: "It's time, it's time to hit the road." ”

At the same time, Zhang Wanli handed the jade needle to Shen Ling and suppressed his voice, "You will line up in a formation to protect the two of them in a while." While sacrificing his own spiritual object, "I'll block it here." ”

At the same time as the spirit creature appeared, a crisp bell sounded, like a valley spring hitting a stone, cleansing an echo, and instantly made a group of yin spirits retreat three feet, some of them were still shallow, and they were directly oppressed by this huge impact force and fell to the ground.

Normally, the deterrence of spiritual objects sacrificed by spiritual cultivators to the yin soul is only limited to fixation, but Zhang Wanli is a rare genius in the world.

Shen Ling shouted at Little Blue Mao and Si Yunian: Come to the formation! ”

In the next second, the enraged Yin Spirits were violent, and they rushed forward one after another. The green light in their hands turned into a burning ghostly fire, burning everywhere they went.

With a wave of his hand, Jing Yueling crossed a blue and a white arc in front of his eyes, and between the arcs, the Yin Spirit immediately fell to the ground.

The yin spirit outside the arc immediately attacked, and the burning ghost fire swept past Zhang Wanli one by one, she coped with the front of her on the one hand, and on the other hand, she always paid attention to the yin spirit behind her who was ready to sneak attack.

The ringing is crisp and urgent, even if the ability is high, but in the big yin moment, there will still be some omissions.

There were already a lot of ghosts in front of the formation, but fortunately, Shen Ling was guarding them.

Little Blue Fur was so frightened by this battle that he couldn't speak: "She, she, she...... A ...... alone Yes...... Can you beat it? ”

Shen Ling frowned: "I can't beat it, she was seriously injured before she came, and she hasn't recovered yet." ”

Zhang Wanli had entered a mountain before he came, and met an ancient evil beast with a very high cultivation in the mountain, and he could have retreated with his whole body, but at that time, there was a familiar spiritual cultivator who almost died under its claws because of the risk of subduing the evil beast.

Zhang Wanli didn't mention it these days, Shen Ling originally thought that she was really cured. It wasn't until he watched Zhang Wanli overwhelmed by the attack of the Yin Ghost that he realized that she had been reckless all along.

"You left a badly injured man alone to fend off so many Shades?" Si Yunian's voice was cold, Shen Ling always had the illusion that he was blaming people, the last one who made him feel this way was his brother, and only his brother.

"You think I want to." Although he was a little ashamed, Shen Ling explained, "If I am allowed to go out, we may die faster." ”

“......”

Little Blue Hair: "Then what should I do, how can I help her?" ”

The Yin Soul offensive is unabated, with Zhang Wanli's strength alone, there is no way to make everyone retreat, and besides, he will not really let Zhang Wanli deal with the Yin Soul alone.

Shen Ling sacrificed his spiritual object, which was a snow-white jade flute, he looked at Si Yunian's iceberg face that was faintly visible in the dark, and turned around and handed the flute to Xiao Lanmao.

"Take this thing well, the array won't break, stay here, I'll help her."

After saying that, he immediately went out of battle.

"But I ......", Little Blue Mao wanted to say that he was afraid, but before he could say anything, he saw that there were many more ghosts around the array.

He really wanted to grab someone to seek security, but he looked at Si Yunian, the only one beside him with a cold face, and squatted down silently, wrapping his hands around him.

......

The blue, white, and green light outside the array were intertwined, reflecting on Si Yunian's face, and he looked at the person who was fighting with the Yin Soul in the dark, his eyes moved slightly, and inadvertently revealed a faint red light.

Suddenly, a loud roar in the mountains was deafening, and even the earth trembled.

Then, a white tiger dressed in silver light and stepping on the red flames rushed from the mountain......