Looking at Jian Xin's slightly baby-fat fingers, the prince couldn't help frowning.

There was nothing in that place, but I felt a very strong Yin Qi gathering, and it seemed that there was more than one.

Wang Zimo looked at Aunt Li and opened his mouth to ask, "Why is the bedroom arranged in a place with the sun back?" And it is so damp, when you enter the house, you will smell a sour smell, and it is easy to provoke yin and evil. ”

Hearing this, Aunt Li suddenly cried, she held Qin Huaisheng's face and cried more and more sadly, and it took a while to put down her son's thin cheeks, and her eyes were already red and swollen when she raised her head.

"Huaisheng's bedroom is not here, since the accident, he somehow runs here to sleep every night. At first, Huai Sheng himself was very puzzled, but later he simply moved over. A priest said that this house was like a coffin, long and narrow, high in the south and low in the north, and it was the place where the dead lived. But at that time, Huai Sheng couldn't get out of bed, so we carried Huai Sheng out again, but even if he was tied up, he would still sleep in this house the next day. Even if you don't see it day and night, it's useless to keep it. ”

"Tear this house down!"

After Wang Zimo finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold behind him, and the bubbling cool air rushed along the tailbone to the back of his neck.

He couldn't help but shudder, hurriedly sealed the dantian, and then thought that his dantian was guarded by the armor sent by Sun Xiaosheng, and withdrew the seal.

Although I have a primordial spirit, I haven't sat on the spiritual platform yet, and I can't return to the Daopan. Only the primordial spirit who sits on the spiritual platform can break through his own layer of mud can freely shuttle in the upper, middle and lower three dantians.

"The young master also felt it, and the last priest also said that he would demolish the house, but before he could act, he ran away in a madness, hey...... What kind of sin did the Qin family create!"

Aunt Li turned around and walked out, she couldn't stay in this kind of place for too long, otherwise she would not be contaminated with a serious illness and her longevity would be reduced because the yin qi was too heavy.

The prince tacitly asked Jian Xin, who had not yet shaped the Dao Pan, to go back first, found a chair by himself, closed the door and sat opposite Qin Huaisheng, closing his eyes and thinking carefully.

The room went dark in an instant.

At some point, a cloud drifted outside the door, obscuring the bleak sun, and after a while, a light rain began to fall.

The rain pounded on the door, getting bigger and bigger, and in less than half a cup of tea, it was completely dark, like night.

The rain was pouring down, and the wind lifted the door panel "clang" and swayed, but it couldn't blow open the half-hidden door double leaf.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Suddenly, the bed board under Qin Huaisheng creaked with the door.

Hearing this sound, Aunt Li ran from the north house to the yard with her little feet screaming, and the torrential rain poured down from the top of her head, pouring her hair on her fat face.

She was barefoot, and her legs were covered with wet mud.

It was only a dozen meters from the north house to the south house, and Aunt Li seemed to be running on the tumbling ball, and was finally pushed back to the door of the north house.

She slumped on the threshold and patted the rain-soaked ground, begging bitterly: "Let my son go, I beg you, if you have any grievances, you come to me, I want to give you everything, my son is still young, and he still has to leave a queen for the Qin family!"

Qin Huaisheng seemed to hear his mother's call, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

The gloomy eyes were full of dead silence, and he glanced at his mother through the door and window, and suddenly longing burned in the dead silence. However, his body was sucked on the bed board, no matter how Qin Huaisheng struggled, he couldn't break free.

Slowly, that longing turned to despair, and the eyes of hope were gloomy again.

Wang Zimo hurriedly got up and took out red thread, glutinous rice, soybeans, and a peach branch from the storage bag on his waist. hurriedly set things up, and then, he hit three tribute incense sticks on the top of Qin Huaisheng's head, and three more on the soles of his feet.

These things were all learned by Wang Zimo when he was in Baiyun Temple, from the "Book of Heavenly Records" given to him by Mingbao.

At that time, he didn't have yin and yang eyes, and he didn't have a Yuan Shen Dao disk.

Naturally, it is not the same as it used to be.

Yuan Shen found that the tribute incense on the top of Qin Huaisheng's head was connected with the essence qi on his body in the middle dantian, which stabilized his weak essence yuan. The three incense sticks on the soles of the feet spread out from the house, the one on the left tells the lonely soul and the wild ghost that he is doing something here and stays away, and the one on the right informs the ghost that has something to do with this matter to come to solve the grievance, and the incense stick in the middle reaches the sky, which is supervised by the gods and ghosts, so as to be fair and just.

It turns out that this is the incense language.

Wang Zimo glanced at the yin qi gathered in the corner of the wall, and at this time, the yin qi gradually thinned out, and disappeared after a while. After doing this, Wang Zimo pulled the red line and urged Yuan Li to inject into the red line.

Wang Zimo used the red line as a guide, supplemented by the urging of Yuan Li, and set up a spirit guard array on Qin Huaisheng's body.

The Guardian Array is a formation for monks to hold spiritual consciousness, and it is a compulsory course.

When he was in Kunxu, Wang Zimo learned formations from Su Sanpo, such as the seven-step Yue Yujue is an extremely complex formation. Although the prince did not understand the principle, he could apply it.

This Guardian Array is a small part of Yueyu's Absolute Array, which is used to lock the spiritual consciousness in the array.

At this time, the prince Mo used the spirit guard array to protect Qin Huaisheng's soul, and he didn't know if it would work.

The torrential rain poured in like a waterfall through the crack in the door.

"Click!"

Lightning and thunder roared, cracking the darkness and instantly illuminating the sky.

The prince stared at the frantically shaking door, and suddenly saw a dark shadow standing in the doorway. He hurriedly withdrew the Yuan Force that sealed the door panel, and the wind slammed the door open, rushing into the house with a thumb-thick pillar of rain.

The shadow was startled, turned and ran.

Wang Zimo hurriedly chased out, and suddenly smelled a smell of freshly turned earth, and an extremely disgusting rancid smell that could not be dissipated in the torrential rain, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

He hurriedly held his breath, fearing that someone would turn the tiger away from the mountain, so he didn't catch up.

Looking back again, he saw Qin Huaisheng opening his eyes in horror on the bed, his ten fingers twisted like chicken claws, and "Bang Bang Bang" hit the Guardian Array with his skinny body.

Suddenly, Qin Huaisheng suddenly turned his head, staring at Wang Zimo with a fierce gaze, as if he wanted to eat him, gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth, revealing two rows of pale gums.

"Uh, uh, uh......"

A low beast roar came out of Qin Huaisheng's tight throat, and his fingers twitched even more, and after a while, he actually spat out white foam from his mouth, and the white foam was actually bleeding from the seven orifices.

Wang Zimo hurriedly ran over, but was slammed out of the door.

Through the crack in the door, he saw a miserable white face slowly turned, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from those extremely red eyes, which were like bright red paint flowing on a face like a dull white paper, and the inky lips were actually as sharp as a tanuki's fangs.

The prince was stunned for a moment, for he saw in those two lines of blood and tears countless wailing ghosts, driven by a female ghost in red, walking on a mountain of knives covered with a seven-foot-wide sword.

They roared, they were cowardly, and no matter how much they begged for mercy, they could not get the mercy of the red-clothed ghost.

"Mo Hongyan!" Wang Zimo felt more and more alarmed.

How can it be Mo Hongyan?

What is she doing, and why is she driving the ghosts to the Knife Mountain?

Suddenly, the prince remembered that when he was in Kunxu, they had driven away the zombies with Daji. The purpose is to promote the creation of a corpse king from the dead stiff through a strong sense of pressure and fear.

Is this time the same as last time?

Wang Zimo fell into confusion, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, and when he saw the crack in the door, he was close to his face, and those demonic red eyes were staring at him.

Wang Zimo was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back, and at this moment, the closed door was lifted away with a "bang", and the miserable white face screamed, and he opened his big mouth to support the sharp fangs and bit Wang Zimo's neck.

"Dead?"

Wang Zimo rolled over and stood in the rain, and he immediately denied his thoughts.

"It's not a dead zombie, it's indeed a ghost, but how can a ghost use a dead zombie attack method? Could it be that Jiuli's ghost is like this? If that's the case, then it's too weak!"

This is just Wang Zimo's dream.

saw that the ghost suddenly opened his ten fingers, and his black nails instantly swelled, entangled with each other, like a thin snake with the thickness of ten little fingers, turning in a circle and sealing all Wang Zimo's retreats.