Song Xuan only glanced at it and quickly lowered his eyes, for fear that the emotions under his eyes would be exposed, which would make Song Shan suspicious.

The person lying on the bed is Jiang Jin.

To be exact, it is Jiang Jin's body.

He secretly looked at Jiang Jian out of the corner of his eye, but saw that the other party's expression was calm, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

- No, maybe not carelessly.

was deceived and betrayed during his lifetime, and his body was used as a ritual tool by the enemy after death, how could the young master of the Jiang family, who was high-spirited back then, not care?

It's just that these decades have smoothed out the edges and corners of the young master of the Jiang family.

Song Xuan's eyes drooped, and he felt a little stuffy in his chest.

Compared with Jiang Yao's experience, his experience of being sacrificed to evil spirits by Song Qingzhou is not a big deal at all.

What's more, the real evil spirit is no longer there, and Jiang Jian has never really treated him as a sacrifice.

233 suddenly sighed in Jiang Yao's mind: [Host! The redemption progress of the mission objective has suddenly skyrocketed! 】

Jiang Jian lowered his eyes and chuckled, not surprised.

After Song Shan and the three came, the participants of the ceremony arrived.

Song Qingzhou was very surprised that Song Xuan would appear here, but after receiving Song Shan's eye signal, he took the initiative to lead Song Xuan to his side and explained the process and purpose of this ceremony to him in a low voice.

The ceremony is called the Transshipment Ceremony.

As the name suggests, it is to transform the Jiang family's luck on the young master of the Jiang family into the luck of the Song family through a ceremony.

Listening to Song Qingzhou's words, Song Xuan's hand was quietly clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hand appeared.

It turned out that the luck of the Song family for so many years was stolen from the Jiang family.

Back then, the Song family united with the evil spirits of the Song family to destroy the Jiang family, just to absorb the luck of the Jiang family. And when there was no one in the Jiang family, they found out that most of the luck of the Jiang family was on the young master of the Jiang family.

Qi luck cannot be transferred at one time, and it can only absorb some every year and inject it into the Song family.

Young Master Jiang's body has been preserved by the Song family until now.

Song Xuan finally couldn't help it, and raised his eyes to look at the bed in the center of the circle.

Young Master Jiang is still the same as when he died, young and delicate, even his lips are ruddy, and his face is so peaceful that he seems to be asleep.

The body was well preserved with a special spell.

Song Xuan's fingers moved lightly, thinking to himself that what Jiang Jian said earlier about 'his things', did he mean the luck stolen by the Song family, or did he refer to his body?

Song Xuan felt that it was both.

Whether it is luck or body, it is something that belongs to Jiang Jin.

The Song family is just a thief.

The ceremony is not complicated.

Song Shan pierced the fingertips of Young Master Jiang and extracted a little blood, and the bloodlines of the Song family who were present provided their respective blood in turn.

The final step of the ritual requires the evil spirits to operate.

Jiang Jin took the small bowl containing everyone's blood, his long eyelashes lowered to hide the emotions at the bottom of his eyes, and the ghostly aura appeared on his fingertips, swallowing all the blood.

Until the red blood in the bowl turns thick black, the transfer ceremony is considered a success.

"Thank you, sir." Song Shan bowed down and said gratefully, "The Song family's luck this year also depends on your help." ”

Jiang Jin tugged at the corners of his lips: "Just take what you need." ”

From an angle that everyone could not see, the ridicule in his eyes flashed.

At the end of the ceremony, everyone left.

After returning to the room, Song Xuan asked softly, "Will you transfer the ceremony?" ”

"No, but I'll fake." Jiang Jin sneered, "I also have to thank the evil spirits of the Song family for liking to record essays and write everything up." ”

and Song Xuan's guess is eight/nine is not far from ten.

He asked, "Your body...... How are you going to get it back? ”

"Of course I just got it back." Jiang Jin glanced at the time, "The people in the basement are almost gone." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and waved a black mist and enveloped Song Xuan in it.

The black fog cleared, and the two of them came to the basement, the doorway where the ceremony was taking place.

"Song Shan has set up a shield here, and he can't go in directly." Jiang Jin said, "The monitoring circle and the monitor have been temporarily blocked by me, so let's solve it quickly." ”

Song Xuan nodded, put on gloves and pressed the password.

The bed remained in place, but there was a faint white mist around it.

It's like a protective shield that protects the person in the bed.

Jiang Jin slowly paced to the bedside, lowered his eyes to look at his body, and said in a light tone: "Come and help." ”

Song Xuan stood on the other side of the bed: "How can I help?" ”

"Song Shan has set a special seal, and I can't touch my body directly."

Jiang Yu waved away the layer of white mist, and his fingertips hovered above the white cheeks of the young man on the bed, but he didn't touch it for a long time.

He whispered, "Break that seal and use the method I taught you." ”

Song Xuan was slightly stunned.

Skin-to-skin contact is required to release the seal, so that the oni energy can be transmitted for internal operations.

Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't want to?" Or ......"

He chuckled: "Don't worry, I won't let you help in vain." The seal in your body can't be lifted in one go, and your body won't be able to stand it. ”

The corners of Song Xuan's lips pursed slightly.

He didn't mean it that way, but ......

Forget it, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, and it would be even stranger to explain it because of this.

Song Xuan suppressed a trace of discomfort from the bottom of his heart, and bent down to gently hold the hand of the young master Jiang Yu on the bed.

Before he could start, he heard Jiang Jian speak again: "The seal is relatively large, and the contact area of this point is not enough." ”

Song Xuan's movements paused slightly, and asked with his eyes: What should I do then?

"Take your clothes off."

The evil spirit said this, his voice was calm and indifferent, but the content of his words made Song Xuan's heart skip a beat.

It was as if a fire had been lit in his chest, and he was a little out of breath.

Song Xuan is really a little unable to move now.

But he still forced himself to calm down, and raised his hand to reach for the collar of the boy on the bed.

The young master of the Jiang family has a quiet face, his complexion is as white as snow, the red tear moles at the corners of his eyes are very eye-catching, and the natural upturned arc of his red lips is quite good-looking.

At this distance, Song Xuan could even clearly see the soft and cute little fluff on that delicate face.

Song Xuan's fingers tightened, and he tossed for a while before unbuttoning the first button, and his movements were clumsy like a toddler who had just learned to undress.

After a long time, he finally succeeded in taking off Young Master Jiang's shirt.

Song Xuan avoided his gaze, almost daring to look at the pale color, the Adam's apple had slid up and down many times.

He took a deep breath: "And then? ”

"Keep taking it off." Jiang Yao raised his chin, "Take off your own." ”

Song Xuan's body stiffened again.

Yes, skin-to-skin contact is required, and it is certainly not enough to just take off one person's clothes.

Jiang Jian sighed, and his tone was quite helpless: "Standing still, do you want me to help you undress?" ”

Song Xuan closed his eyes and eased his emotions.

He tried to hypnotize himself, just to break the seal.

The slower the action, the longer the contact time, it is better to act quickly and in one step.

After a while, he opened his eyes, quickly took off his shirt, and took the initiative to lean over and hug Jiang Jin's body without Jiang Jin's urging.

The upper bodies of the two were close to each other, and Song Xuan could clearly feel the slightly cool but flexible touch of this body.

Rich ghost qi poured out from Song Xuan's body, and all of them poured into Young Master Jiang's body.

After nearly half an hour, Song Xuan let go of the arms that were holding Young Master Jiang tightly.

"Alright."

Song Xuan stood up and calmly put on his clothes.

But his earlobes, which were almost bloody, exposed the dark tide that surged beneath his calm surface.

Song Xuan didn't wait for Jiang Yao's response, but there was a slight movement in his ears.

He got dressed and looked up, and when he looked up, the evil spirit Jiang Jin beside him had disappeared, but Jiang Jin on the bed had opened his eyes and sat up at some point.

Jiang Jin hadn't put on his shirt yet, and was gently moving his slightly stiff limbs.

After the seal was broken, he had returned to his own body.

Song Xuan lowered his eyes, picked up the clothes of Young Master Jiang on the side, and draped them on Jiang Yao's shoulders.

Because of this, he didn't notice that Jiang Jin's face was flushed with a strange flush.

"Get dressed." Song Xuan's tone was cold and hard, "Just go like this, will Song Shan find out?" ”

"No, it won't." Jiang Yao gathered his clothes, and his voice was hoarse.

He stood up, and a large black mist poured out behind him, condensing into a thin young body, occupying the place on the bed.

"Just let it lie here instead of me." Jiang Jian said in a dumb voice, "We-hmm! ”

He suddenly let out a low grunt, a look of pain on his face.

Song Xuan's heart tightened: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Jian closed his eyes and gasped, and said intermittently: "My spirit body...... Over the years, I have strengthened too much, and my body has some ...... Well, some of them can't stand it. ”

Song Xuan's face changed suddenly.

He knew very well that if a person's body was forced into a force far beyond its capacity, it would damage the foundation of the body at least and ...... at worst

Exploded and died.

Jiang Jian was a little unsteady on his feet, Song Xuan held him, and his voice was tense: "You-"

"Help me get out of here first." Jiang Jian closed his eyes, and the flush on his face quickly spread downward, and his entire neck and even his chest were dyed red.

There was a special seal in the ceremony, and Song Xuan helped him out of the door.

The black mist rose and swept away the figures of the two.

The next moment, they appeared in the ghost realm.

is familiar with the antique color, but it is an unfamiliar environment for Song Xuan.

This seems to be the bedroom of the evil spirit.

Without waiting for Song Xuan to take a closer look, he was pulled and fell on the bed by Jiang Yao, who had weak steps.

The bed board is firm, the pillows are soft, and there are wisps of good-smelling agarwood.

Song Xuan's eyes darkened, and his waist/abdomen sank.

It was an evil spirit that sat on him.

"There's only one way."

Jiang Yu lowered his head, and his long hair slipped down and piled up on Song Xuan's body.

"Song Xuan, you are a ghost body, only you can help me."

The clothes draped on the shoulders of the evil spirit had already slipped to the ground, and there were large patches of white and light pink between the gaps in the black hair, which almost dazzled Song Xuan's eyes.

Song Xuan's body stiffened, and his brain had completely declared a strike.

His hand was pulled and guided by the evil spirit, resting on his thin and soft waist, and then slowly slid downward, and the touch of his fingertips was smooth and soft.

The implication is self-evident.

The voice of the evil spirit was very hoarse, and the tail of the raised eyes was faint and seductive, charming and lustful.

He ordered, "Help me." ”