"Mother-in-law, where is he?" He Yin'er looked at the two people in front of her with a solemn expression.

Where she couldn't see, her mother-in-law's expression occasionally twisted once or twice.

From beginning to end, He Yin'er was wary of this mother-in-law, grandpa said that there is a time limit for conjuring, once the time limit is exceeded, the best result is that the item of the conjuring spirit is broken and cannot be used again, and the worst result is to replace it.

The result of centering is that the soul loses consciousness and kills indiscriminately before disappearing.

The first result is acceptable to He Yin'er, but the second and third are the least acceptable to her.

Moreover, it is not impossible for some people to conjure spirits directly without her control, kill her with their backhand, and then control her conjuring ghosts, so as to live a second life.

This is something that her grandfather had warned her.

"It's here, it's down there." The old woman looked back at He Yin'er's cloudy eyes flickering slightly, and she sneered, "You spiritualists, it's all like this. ”

He Yin'er didn't speak, and walked quickly to the side of the road, and below was a valley, not deep, but very silent.

He Yin'er searched for a while, and soon found the person she was looking for.

On a tree in the middle of the valley, a paper figure with blush on it prostrate on the tree, his hands on a man's neck.

The pinched man fell from the tree like this, his eyes closed, and a large hole in his chest was broken, and it was empty, and countless blood-colored threads hung down from the wound.

Around the big tree, under a few tombstones, there were some things pressed, there were two ghosts holding signs from before, there was the paper horse from before, and a few other ghosts, plus a black coffin.

He Yin'er's pupils shrank slightly when she looked at this scene, and without any hesitation, she rushed down directly and quickly came to the person who was choked by the neck.

And at the moment when He Yin'er arrived at this person's side, this person opened his eyes suddenly, and a scarlet pupil stared directly behind He Yin'er.

"You can try to live the second life, but you have to believe that if you dare to do this, I will dare to die here." An illusory blood-red figure quietly appeared behind Yu Zhile, and the old woman's face suddenly became gloomy.

She stared at Yu Zhile deadly, her teeth clenched and gurgling, and after a long while, she suddenly laughed, "Okay, with your death-seeking thing, it's easy for soul seekers to want to die, but they will definitely not die on soul conjuring." ”

The old man squinted, his eyes full of coldness.

He Yin'er's face changed slightly, she didn't look back, but directly tore off Yu Zhile from the tree, carried it behind her, and then ran towards the road without looking back.

Yu Zhile stared at the old man with his head tilted, his scarlet ghost eyes flashing.

The old man sneered and followed behind the two.

He Yin'er got on the highway, and Yu Zhile pointed ahead, "Go over, go all the way to the side path, and our destination will be reached." ”

Hearing Yu Zhile's words, He Yin'er did not hesitate, and immediately quickened her pace.

He Yin'er ran very fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, she reached the path that Yu Zhile said.

Out of trust in Yu Zhile, He Yin'er ran directly onto the path.

When He Yin'er got on the path, Yu Zhile whispered to He Yin'er, "End the conjuring, and then don't look back and just run, when you see the third stone tablet that says Huai Village, when you enter the village behind the stone tablet." ”

The old man who followed the two of them, his expression switching back and forth between distorted resentment and amiability, heard this, and his expression completely became vicious and vicious.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The old man screamed.

But the next moment, Yu Zhile turned his head violently, and the scarlet ghost eyes stared at her directly.

The old man was stunned, and the spirit on his body fell silent in an instant.

"Boy! Ruthless! The old man's pupils shrank slightly, although her reaction quickly broke free from this suppression, but He Yin'er had already finished the conjuring.

Her figure began to become illusory, and two cracks suddenly appeared in the black comb in her hand.

The old man's eyes were extremely resentful and distorted, she stared at Yu Zhile deadly, her mouth opened, as if she was saying something, but she couldn't hear a sound anymore.

The old man vanished, and the black comb fell to the ground and shattered in half.

Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on He Yin'er's shoulder with a pale face, and turned back with scarlet ghost eyes.

"Go, don't look back, as long as we don't look back, we won't get involved in the white fog before." Yu Zhile's weak voice sounded, making He Yin'er feel solemn.

She ran, weaving through the paths, as if she were walking on the ground.

"What happened before?" He Yin'er asked with a little worry.

"It's nothing, it's just that I almost became a member of that welcoming team." Yu Zhile felt the situation in his chest, and he was not in a good mood.

There is something in one's own body.

"If you were any slower in summoning spirits, I might be half dead."

Now he has less than a month to live, and when he was taken away, he was confronted with the contents of the coffin.

One looked at his chest empty, and the ghost in his body fell silent directly.

At that time, he thought he was dying, and he had no doubt that the hand that reached out towards his head would directly crush his head and turn him into one of them, that is, the ghost slave.

But fortunately, He Yin'er summoned the soul in time, and the strength of the people recruited was also strong, so he directly suppressed the team, and he survived because of it.

The thing inside the coffin was the paper man who pinched him and fell on the tree, a paper figure that looked ordinary, but could be switched to a terrible ghost at any time.

In that team, the most terrifying thing was the paper man, followed by the man on the paper horse.

"I know what you're wondering, let me tell you this, as long as you enter the fog, you will encounter this team, but if you enter it yourself, then they may not attack people, as long as they don't trigger the law of killing."

"But we are different, we are pointed in by the guide, which also means that we will be 100% attacked when we go in, and we can't hide."

Yu Zhile looked at the path that winds and hides in the mountains and forests ahead, with no end in sight, and his mood is very solemn.

"Would it ...... if we disposed of that ghost," He Yin'er asked after a moment of silence.

"No, we'll meet that team directly, don't doubt it, if that's the case, you won't even have a chance to summon spirits."

"I'm still some way away from forming a ghost, at least let me control the third ghost before the ghost can appear, without the ghost, we can't do without that fog."

Hearing Yu Zhile's words, He Yin'er's mood became solemn again.

That fog was a ghost, and there were a lot of ghosts in it.

The real source may not have appeared yet, Yu Zhile guessed that it was the paper man inside the coffin, but it was only a guess.

"Keep an eye on it next time you conjure spirits, and if you encounter someone who talks a lot, you should pay more attention." Yu Zhile advised.

"Got it, are you okay?" He Yin'er asked.

"It's not good, I may have provoked another curse, it's troublesome."

He Yin'er turned her head and looked pale, and there seemed to be a dead air between her eyebrows, "Is there anything I can do?" ”

"It's okay, this curse has a time limit, and when the time comes, I guess it'll be fine."

The big hole in his chest has begun to heal slowly, but the ghost in his body is still uncontrollable, and his current state is the same as the restlessness before the revival of the ghost, unable to control his body, he can only turn his head.

I don't know how long this will last.

"If you die, I won't be able to get out of here." He Yin'er was silent for a while and said.

Yu Zhile smiled, looked at He Yin'er's not delicate side face, and did not speak.

At night, the mountain path was almost fleeting.

In the night, it is like a deer shuttling in the mountains and forests, agile and vigilant.

"If it goes out and takes its place, in fact, she can do it, but she will die here." Suddenly, Yu Zhile said.

"I knew she was hesitant to do it when she recognized it was." He Yin'er had a little luck in her eyes, "I'm just betting on whether she dares to do this." ”

"Now it seems that if you didn't threaten her, she would 100 percent do it."

Hearing this, Yu Zhile was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he spoke, "I want to find a way to help you control other ghosts, so that you can take a different path again, you are too weak." ”

He Yin'er didn't speak, just nodded and mumbled.

She is indeed too weak, and she has to gamble on luck when she conjures up, if her strength is enough, then she doesn't need to be like this.

He Yin'er looked up at the front, and suddenly a fork in the road appeared at the end of the road, and there was a black stone tablet standing next to the fork in the road, with the word Huai Village written on it, but when he got close to He Yin'er, he found that this was not Huai Village at all, and the word Huai on the stele was missing a little bit on his head.

Without hesitation, she quickly ran over her head and continued to run forward without looking back.

Yu Zhile slowly closed his eyes, and his nervous mind slowly relaxed.

And behind them.