In the face of the black nails that were entangled like vines and clutched at his chest, the prince was silent, and he was not afraid.

His eyes were determined, and he grabbed the nail and pulled it hard, and suddenly felt a hot pain in his palm.

Wang Zimo hurriedly let go of his hand, only to see that his palm was dark blue, and five scratches spread out from the black spot in the middle like an octopus, deeply embedded in his palm.

"Oops, it's corpse poison!"

He didn't expect that there would be corpse poison on the ghost's body, and hurriedly tried to force the corpse poison out.

Glutinous rice was in the house, and at this time, there was nothing in Wang Zimo's storage bag to suppress the corpse poison, and he wanted to take it, but the ghost seemed to know Wang Zimo's thoughts, blocking the door, the black lips on his pale face were slowly hooked, and his red eyes were full of mockery.

"Woo——!"

The storm could not hide the terrible ghost cries.

Wang Zimo could only lock the meridians of his entire right arm to prevent the corpse poison from spreading throughout his body.

Torrents of rain fell on the palms of their palms, and the corpse poison seemed to be moisturized, and it continued to impact the blockade set by Wang Zimo in the meridians, and there was a heart-piercing pain.

He grinned and endured, the corpse poison must be pulled out with glutinous rice, and Wang Zimo must find glutinous rice as soon as possible, otherwise it will leave a dark wound on his right arm.

"Woo-woo!"

The ghost kept circling around Wang Zimo, and she didn't seem to know what Wang Zimo was thinking, so she floated behind Wang Zimo, and her sharp nails stretched out again.

"Humph!"

Wang Zimo snorted coldly in his heart, and rushed into the house with an arrow step. saw that the ghost was even faster than Wang Zimo, his whole body turned sideways, put away his nails stained with corpse poison, and grabbed Wang Zi Mo Dantian with his eagle-like fingers.

Ghost Ke Dao Cultivator, they can silently sneak into the Dao Cultivation Dantian and easily destroy the cultivation.

This does not mean that ghosts can do whatever they want with Dao cultivation, when they destroy Dao cultivation, their own Yin Virtue will also be damaged exponentially.

The Tao cultivates immortality, and the ghost cultivates yin virtue.

A demon tainted with blood will be killed by Yin Cha wherever he goes.

Everything is balanced, everything seems to be deliberately arranged, and the invisible hand is playing with all living beings, repeating the cycle, and the yin and yang cycle.

"Boom!"

But I saw that the ghost was suddenly swept out by a bright light, and in an instant at Wang Zimo's dantian, countless thin swords shining with golden light were condensed, and these thin swords turned the tips of the swords in unison, and with a roar, they stabbed at the panicked ghost.

The sky was lightning and thunder, and a pair of huge eyes appeared among the clouds.

The eyes glanced at Wang Zimo in surprise, and then swept the ghost up with a wave of his hand.

"Mo Hongyan, you come out for me!"

The hand was slender and shiny, and the smooth skin shone like jade.

Wang Zimo recognized it at a glance that this hand belonged to Mo Hongyan, but he didn't expect that Qin Huaisheng's matter was also related to Mo Hongyan.

Mo Hongyan assisted Dai Xiaomo, which means that Dai Xiaomo is also involved in this matter.

What the hell is she doing?

"Hehe, lord, I still have an important job, and I have the opportunity to talk to the lord!"

Mo Hongyan glanced at Aunt Li after speaking.

It was not difficult to see from Aunt Li's angry eyes that she must have misunderstood that the lord was in the same group as them.

Mo Hongyan gently wiped the air, and Aunt Li suddenly rolled her eyes and fell asleep, and when she woke up, she didn't know anything about what happened today.

The rain cleared, and the blue sky was as blue as a wash. The sun was high, and a beautiful rainbow was shining beside him.

The dark clouds turned into white clouds, and the wind drove them farther away. Everything seemed to have never happened, only the patches of water stains on the ground reminded Wang Zimo that what happened just now was so real.

Before you know it, it's afternoon.

The prince took the glutinous rice and dipped it in some water and put it in the palm of his hand, and he didn't need to force it out, no matter how strong the corpse poison was, it would be pulled out little by little by the glutinous rice.

Until the black dots can no longer be seen in the palm of his hand, Wang Zimo has changed the glutinous rice five times, looking at the black rice grains on the ground, his fingertips are a little, the fire spirit beads rotate rapidly, clusters of fire come out of the fingertips, and those glutinous rice are burned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Aunt Li woke up quietly.

She sat on the threshold and fell asleep, rubbed her sour neck and came to the south house, looked at Qin Huaisheng, and then at Wang Zimo, always feeling as if she had lost something.

"Childe, how is Huaisheng doing?

Wang Zimo shook his head and grabbed Qin Huaisheng's wrist with his hand. The constricted fingers like chicken claws hadn't been released yet, and he couldn't be sure if Qin Huaisheng was really okay.

Aunt Li didn't know what Wang Zimo meant by shaking his head, his fat body collapsed instantly, and he sat on the ground, as if he had lost his soul, his eyes were blank, and his spirit collapsed.

Wang Zimo doesn't know medical skills, he just pretends to show Aunt Li.

However, Wang Zimo did not find nothing, he felt that Qin Huai's veins were disordered, and the layer of yin qi wrapped around his eyebrows was still lingering. Therefore, the prince was silently sure that the ghost just now was not the ghost that really caused Qin Huai to fall ill, but was sent by Mo Hongyan to cut off his beard halfway.

The three-pillar divine incense leads straight to the sky.

Mo Hongyan committed crimes under the noses of the gods and ghosts of the heavens, and also scared the person who had a relationship with Qin Huaisheng so much that he never dared to come out again.

This is not a good thing, if the ghost that entangled Qin Huaisheng does not appear, Qin Huaisheng's condition will drag on forever until his essence is exhausted and the oil is exhausted.

"How is this good?"

The prince was silently embarrassed, frowning and staring at the three incense sticks above Qin Huaisheng's head.

This is a lamp-burning incense, which communicates with the essence and burns more slowly than ordinary incense. The three incense sticks on the soles of Qin Huaisheng's feet had already been burned, and the lamp incense had only burned less than one-third.

What must be done now is to find out where the ghost is hiding.

When the ghost door is opened, there will be more and more ghosts who come to the world to eat blood and food, and when the ghosts in the underworld and the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts hiding in the yang world are mixed, it will become more troublesome to find them.

As the sky began to darken, Jian Xin made a trip to tell the prince that the high priest and the helmsmen had returned from the palace. He also told him that King Han had drugged the food, and their cultivation was temporarily suppressed at about seventy percent. Xue Qingyi also said that Wang Zimo should not be too ostentatious recently, so as not to cause the dissatisfaction of King Han and invite him to kill, especially the matter of killing people and seizing the Dao Pan, but it is better not to kill people!

All of them were sealed?

Why am I okay, not only am I fine, but I have also broken through the realm.

Thinking of this, Wang Zimo looked at the bright starry sky in the dantian, there was a starry sky in the vast chaos, he could feel the power of the stars and connect with him, at this time, it was a fight with Xing Xuantian, Wang Zimo also felt that he could retreat with his whole body, but he was not known how many injuries he suffered.

Wang Zimo was eager to fight at this time, and only in battle could he find his position. It's just that Xue Qingyi's stern warning made him relent, Wang Zimo can only fight with ghosts, but fighting with ghosts is another matter, he can't use his skills, he can only use the magic of catching ghosts.

"Hey, if only I learned the spell of soul searching!"

Wang Zimo suddenly remembered the black shadow full of corpse stench in the heavy rain, who was he, why did he stand outside the door and stare into the house?

He said the doubts in his heart, but saw Aunt Li suddenly jump up from the ground like a frightened cat, and run out with red eyes and gritted teeth.

She rudely kicked open the wooden door of the West House, took a hoe from the house, and the fat all over her body trembled with emotion, and went out on her shoulder.

Wang Zimo followed Aunt Li all the way to the barren mountain in the west of the city, and watched her pinch and pluck the dirt.

After the heavy rain washed out, I couldn't see whether the original grave had been opened, but I saw that although Aunt Li was fat, she was not sloppy at all in her actions.

Aunt Li didn't let Wang Zimo help, jumped into the pit by herself, rolled up her sleeves and lifted the lid of the coffin.

Most of the poplar coffin has been decomposed, and the lid of the coffin is broken into two with a "click", only to see that the coffin is filled with rainwater. Aunt Li didn't like it either, so she picked up the hoe and stirred it up in the coffin.

"I didn't ...... It's gone!"

The clear rain was muddyed by Aunt Li, she took a deep breath, she couldn't feel anything from the coffin, the face that was red and fluttering because of work just now instantly turned pale with fright, looked at Wang Zimo in despair, looked up at the sky with a trembling voice, and howled screaming: "Qin Jiangsheng, you bastard!"

The sunset was miserable red, illuminating the mountains and forests behind Aunt Li.

The sky in the north is even darker, and the heavy rain that has just passed has not yet dissipated the fishy smell, and another storm is coming.

Wang Zimo suddenly felt that this matter was related to him, but he couldn't think of where the connection was.

Qin Huaisheng and Aunt Li have never met him in Pingshui, but this matter is related to Dai Xiaomo.

Those thoughts just now were just his own guesses, he didn't know what the truth behind it was, but there was a voice in his heart that kept telling that things were not that simple!

"He's there! Chase, he's going to rob Huaisheng!"

Aunt Li suddenly howled, and her fat body crawled out of the pit, and she was anxious to save her son, she ran faster than Wang Zimo.

Wang Zimo used "a reed to cross the river" and rushed out from Aunt Li in an instant, blocking Qin Jiangsheng in the blink of an eye.

The thick rancid smell made the prince silently unable to open his eyes, but when he heard a "poof", Qin Jiangsheng knelt on the ground and made a dull voice from his chest: "Go back and save Huaisheng!"