Kill and devour souls, leaving no room for anything.

In Ma Lingguan's temple, there was only the body of a fox spirit, which was more than a zhang long, and at this time, the head was cut off, and blood gushed out, spilling a piece of the ground.

The ground was stained blood-red and bright as a rose.

"What a hundred-year-old fox, the flesh and blood contain rich vitality, after the barbecue, eat in the stomach, the essence is swirling, like white light. ”

"If you understand the secret method and refine it well, you can make an ordinary person enough to step into the third or fifth layer of qi refining, but it is a rare treasure. ”

Casting a spell, the fox corpse was reasonable, and all the essence and blood in the body were released and stored in a large vat.

These bright red blood contains the rich vitality of the fox spirit, and the smell of blood fades, but there is a strange fragrance that permeates from it.

There are even wisps of fine white light from time to time, lingering above the vat, which is a sign that the vitality in the fox spirit's blood has been released and dissipated between heaven and earth.

If you don't take it as soon as possible, once the essence is exhausted, the blood of this fox spirit will become ordinary blood, and there will be no other effect.

"I remember in the past, there was a practice of chicken blood and sheep blood, and after making it, it was also very delicious to eat, and this fox blood was rich in essence, with a strange fragrance, and after it was made, it should also taste good. ”

"Especially for ordinary people, even if they can't refine the essence contained in their blood, they can make their bodies healthier after taking fox blood. ”

"It can even eliminate some minor problems. ”

After draining the blood of the fox spirit, Lin Lei did not intend to drink the blood, but detained a ghost god, "And give this fox blood to some people who do good, remember, don't scare others." ”

Giving away a blood, after all, is a very strange thing, but this fox blood, Lin Lei doesn't like it very much, and he doesn't want to keep it and waste it, so it's better to give it away.

Especially at this time, when the people are not making a living, anything that can be eaten is very precious.

"Obey the orders of the master. ”

A ghost god appeared, bringing a gust of wind and sweeping the vat, going to various places in the vicinity, looking for good people to distribute the blood of fox spirits.

As for the flesh of the fox spirit, it also contains rich vitality, which has been polished by the old fox for a hundred years, and many impurities in it have been removed, and the meat is crystal clear, once cooked, the taste must be exquisite.

Collected the fox corpse with a storage ring.

Lin Lei looked out of the Ma Lingguan Temple, the moon shadow was sparse, the light was faint, and there was a cool night breeze, blowing from afar, and the leaves were trembling.

"The night is too dark, Fan Wu's helpless ghost body should have taken shape, I have to go and see it quickly, lest he become a powerful ghost and harm the ordinary people nearby. ”

As soon as Lin Lei moved, the Shenxing Dao Fu automatically bloomed a ray of light in the dantian, and in an instant, the speed had already been raised, and he strode like a meteor, rushing towards the mass grave not far from the temple.

There are many graves in the mass graves, looking from afar, it looks like a ghost, but the yin qi here has been taken away by Lin Lei with the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag, so it seems that the aura here is no longer so eerie and terrifying.

Moreover, the unjust ghosts in the mass graves have already been longitudinated by Lin Lei with spiritual treasures, so that those unjust ghosts and ghosts are reincarnated.

Walking to this place, Lin Lei's mood was not completely relaxed.

Because, in his pair of eyes, two bright rays of light shot out, and the essence light shrouded Fan Wusheng's grave, and Fan Wusheng's grave, as if it had been ploughed by a big plow, rolled over from the middle of the grave to both sides.

The grave was destroyed, revealing a broken mat that was almost completely destroyed, which was the mat that Fan Wuji's father used to secretly roll up Fan Wuji's body when he died.

A broken mat was used as a coffin and Fan Wuji was secretly buried, and Fan's father did not dare to use the coffin to bury him with great fanfare, so as not to offend Chen Guo's soldiers.

Those who are dead are already dead, and those who are alive will continue to live.

"What a heavy ghost, it seems that Fan's helpless ghost body has been completely formed, at this time the moon is in the sky, his resentment is extremely heavy, at this time the ghost body is condensed, and his sanity returns, it should be to find those soldiers who died. ”

Lin Lei's face changed slightly.

Once Fan Wuxu kills someone, it will contaminate his soul with more karma, and under the karma, it is not easy to set foot on the path of cultivation.

"I've got to find it. ”

The ghost body was successfully condensed, Fan Wusu was sober, and he looked in all directions.

The moonlight paves the ground, the graves are lined up, and there are many towering pine and cypress trees around, and the night breeze blows, which looks a little gloomy and terrifying.

Ordinary people simply do not dare to walk in such a place.

Even if you have to pass by, you will rush away, and you don't dare to linger for a moment.

"Where is this?"

In addition to the graves, there are graves around, and some of the graves have tombstones, but more places are mounds of earth, and the mounds have gone through wind and rain, revealing a corner of the coffin buried inside.

Most of the coffins have decayed, and the smell of rotting corpses is revealed inside, and some coffins have been turned open, revealing the white skeleton of Sensen that has not completely turned into loess.

In the endless mass graves, I don't know how many people are buried, and on the big trees in the mass graves, there are crows screaming from time to time, like ghosts crying and howling.

"There are so many graves, these are mass graves, I used to be here a lot, but now, why am I here?"

As a gangster in the slums, he knows all the places in the nearby ten miles and eight villages very clearly, especially this mass grave, which he often comes.

I hope to be able to get some benefits from the dead in this mass grave.

Even if you don't have gold or silver treasures, there are times when you can get some sacrifices, and when you bring them back, you can eat a large piece of flowers.

In the wind and rain, Fan Wusu came to this place I don't know how many times.

He was very familiar with this place, and he could walk here even with his eyes closed.

"What's going on with me?"

Fan Wusu felt a little frightened, he found that his situation was particularly wrong, at this time, he was floating in the air, his feet did not touch the ground, and even he felt that the moon was shining on his body, and he actually had a soft feeling, as if he was absorbing the energy of the moon.

"I'm not going to be dead and buried in a mass grave, am I?"

Fan Wuxu's eyes were blood-red, his mind was a little disordered, and a strong murderous intent surged out.

He walked towards the big tree next to the grave step by step, passing through the tree, and there was no shadow on the ground, all of which showed that the current Fan Wuxu had already died and turned into a ghost.

"I've long heard people mention that after people die, they will turn into ghosts, and now I'm like this, I'm a ghost, and I've become a ghost, they killed me, and I won't let them go if I am a ghost, they don't die, and my heart is not peaceful. ”

Fan Wusu quickly adjusted his mentality, "If you are a ghost, you will be a ghost, what's wrong, at least be a ghost, from now on, you don't have to run around just to eat a few bites." ”

"Before I can do that, though, I must find the soldiers who were killed, take their dogs' lives, and avenge myself. ”

All the things, he has already thought about it, looking around, around his grave, there are also a few new graves, but in these graves, although there is a faint ghost, but there is no strong ghost, even the soul phantom has not been formed, must wait for seven days, can really take shape, after the formation, but the heart, and then enter the reincarnation.

"Since you have not yet become ghosts, I will not take you with me, and I will kill him and shed rivers of blood to avenge my brethren. ”

Fan Wusu rolled up a gust of wind and came towards the slums, and in his memory, these soldiers who killed them surrounded the slums.

These soldiers, in Fan Wuxuan's opinion, are all damned.

The officials, greedy in their hearts, destroyed the magical rice jar given by the gods, and the villagers were angry and beat a group of officials, although the shot was a bit heavy, but it was not a serious crime.

But for the sake of these servants, the soldiers besieged the slums, and killed them, the most clamoring people, which made Fan Wusu feel that the world was too unfair, and he was filled with righteous indignation.

Fan Wusu turned into a ghost, the ghost body was invisible, ignoring any obstruction, encountering trees through trees, encountering walls through walls, encountering small rivers, he could also float away, all the way straight, without taking the slightest detour, and soon arrived in the slums.

In the slums, many people sleep hungry, and they are only willing to put a few grains of rice in their hands every time, and they are not willing to eat in large mouthfuls.

There is so little food, and every grain of rice is very precious.

If there is no way, you can only drink water in large gulps, and if you have no food, you can only try to be full.

"What's going on, becoming a ghost, the world is different in the eyes of ghosts?"

When he arrived at the slum, Fan Wuxu felt a little scared in his heart, in his eyes, the entire slum was a little different from when he was alive.

In the sky above the slums, wisps of blood and qi rose into the air, and after these blood and qi were in the air, they gathered together and turned into a furnace, and the fiery breath emanated from the furnace.

As soon as Fan Wuxu approached, he would feel a burning sensation coming from his body, as if this fire could dissolve his soul.

"The old man often said that people who are angry don't dare to get close to even a ghost, but now that I'm a ghost, I can't get close to a densely populated place?"

The people in the slums are not strong in blood, but when so many people gather together, the insufficient blood can also be turned into a powerful blood furnace, and the blood and blood furnace emits a fiery aura, and ordinary ghosts can't get close to the slums at all.

Once you get close, you will be burned by the breath of the Qi and Blood Fire Furnace.

"Could it be that from now on, I can only become a lonely ghost, wandering in a lonely place in the dark tide and unable to walk into the crowd?"

Fan Wusheng's heart was a little silent and felt a little desolate.

From then on, walking in the fields, walking on the grave, being with lonely souls, getting along with demons and ghosts, it is difficult to return to the world.

"Without me, the old man, his anger will be gone, and no one will cause him any trouble. ”

Thinking of the old father at home, Fan Wushu's heart was a little sad, but it was not easy to see him again, at least the current Fan Wusu had not thought of a way.

"Hey, yes, I heard the old man say that in the first seven days after death, any lonely soul and wild ghost can go home and meet the fathers and villagers at home, maybe when I am the first seven, the blood and gas furnace here will have no effect on me, and I can go back to my home and see the old man for the last time. ”

"It's just that people and ghosts have different paths, and when the time comes, we miss the other side, and he can't see me, and I can't see him, right?"

People and ghosts have different paths, yin and yang are separated, if there is no fate, they can't see each other.

If an ordinary person encounters a ghost, he will weaken his yang energy, and from then on he will be weak and sickly, and he will eventually die and go west.

Looking at the huge blood gas furnace above the slum, Fan Wuxu sighed, he knew that he would not be able to enter this slum tonight, let alone go home to see his old father.

"It's just that the soldiers surrounding the slums have all been withdrawn, have they all returned to the barracks?"

Fan Wushu's face sank again, an ordinary village, so many people gathered together, it was able to form a huge blood qi furnace that could deter the ghosts.

And what about in the barracks?

Every soldier is full of blood, strong and powerful, but also with weapons, with evil energy, so many soldiers together, gathered into blood, evil energy, I am afraid it is more majestic and magnificent, right?

Ordinary ghosts and gods are estimated to be difficult to approach.

"Could it be that it's just that, no matter what, I will avenge this revenge, and I can't die in vain. ”

"No, no matter what, I'll have to go to the barracks first to see if there's any chance of entering the barracks, and if I can, I'll kill them. ”

Rolling up a gust of gloomy wind, Fan Wusu left the slum and came towards the barracks in Shancheng, which was very close to the slums, and arrived in an instant.

Chen Guo's barracks are already very decaying, Fan Wusu is more familiar with this place, in the barracks of this single city, there are 5,000 soldiers, these soldiers lead Yulu, but they have not practiced military force for many years.

Most of the soldiers in the battalion are also lazy, and after a single order in the barracks every day, they will disperse, leaving only some soldiers with no relationship or background to stand guard in the barracks.

However, when Fan Wusu arrived at the barracks, he was still a hundred meters away from the barracks, and he clearly saw that in the sky above the barracks, not only was there a blood furnace burning, but also in the furnace, there was a red cherry spear fluttering in the wind, the spear pointed directly at the sky, and the gun intent pierced the sky.

The blood and qi furnace was burning, like a small sun, far away, Fan Wusu felt the feeling of his soul being burned, it seemed that if he took another step forward, his soul would be burned away.

"The barracks are the barracks, the blood here is so rich that it is several times stronger than the blood furnace in the slums, not to mention, there is a spear condensed, and on that spear, there is a mighty and evil energy, is it that the authority and evil energy are condensed out, and it can kill ghosts and gods?"