With the generation of this thought, all the injuries on Ning Shi's body recovered, his mouth and tongue were full of relish, and countless fragrances lingered around him, the Sanskrit sound was heavenly, and the flowers and rain were long. Everything was so beautiful, and an unprecedented liliang emerged from the body.

Thundered!

Just when Ning Shi was extremely sleepy and felt that his thoughts might dissipate at any time, the entire divine soul suddenly jumped suddenly, and the original starry sky and earth were suddenly gone!

In the hut, the crane foot lamp swayed slightly, looking towards the wall, there was no shadow of himself, and not far away, a young man holding a scroll in his hand sat in place with even breathing, as if he was asleep, it was his own body!

Out of the body! Did you really succeed?

"Sure enough, as my mother said, the soul has no substance. Ning Shi looked at the ground in disbelief, there was indeed no shadow of himself under the lamp.

It was the first time for Ning Shi to look at himself from the perspective of a bystander, this feeling was a little strange, different from what he saw in the mirror, and the self in front of him looked more real and three-dimensional.

Under the bun that was combed by his mother, there was a face with a slight baby fat, because he practiced swords all day, his skin was sunburned and dyed a layer of wheat, and he looked very strong. The forehead is smooth, the bridge of the nose is straight, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and a pair of thick tiger eyebrows, the whole face shows some heroic spirit of a little man.

Ning Shi couldn't help but compare himself with Ning Tian, comparing and comparing, and finally sighed: "Alas, I can't even compare to him in appearance." ”

After Ning Shi came to this conclusion, he suddenly remembered one thing - there seemed to be a protrusion behind him, this small lump of flesh, he usually likes to reach out and grab it a few times to show his parents, and his parents only said that it was a birthmark, nothing unusual.

Today, Ning Shi was able to watch it by himself, and suddenly excitedly went around the back of his body.

There was no need to lift the clothes, Ning Shi had already seen this birthmark.

The birthmark is located at the lower part of the back of the neck, is pale red, almost standard round, and is not large, because it grows on the backbone bone, so that the flesh protrudes. Nine flowing fiery red streaks are evenly distributed all around.

"It looks like the sun. Ning Shi, who was out of his body, pinched his chin and muttered to himself.

Seeing that his birthmark was not only not ugly, but also relatively good-looking, Ning Shi was relieved. After a few more laps around the house, I wanted to wander outside.

"When I was a child, I listened to stories that said that souls can pass through walls, and I don't know if it's true. Ning Shi walked straight to the door and stretched out his hand to press towards the door.

The feeling of the soul's palm seeping into the wooden door was strange, as if the hand had been soaked in water, but the wood was more like frozen honey, extremely viscous. Fortunately, there are many lines inside the wooden door, and there is a lot less resistance to moving forward along these lines.

The hand was only halfway in, and Ning Shi felt that his body was a lot weaker, "No, it's still too hard." Why don't you try to go through the wall? He withdrew his hand from the wooden door, walked to the wall, and touched it slightly, still as before.

"Huh, it's cold and hard, it's so biting!" Ning Shi's body trembled suddenly.

I felt the coldness and hardness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it was only the depth of a fingernail.

"If the spirit is strong enough, it may not be a problem to pass through walls. However, I do understand that Weishenme Taoist priests use peachwood swords to drive away ghosts, rather than using harder iron swords. I think it's because the lines in the trees are the same as the meridians in the human body, and they can hold the soul. ”

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the wooden door creaked open by the wind!

The yin wind blowing in was extremely terrifying, and Ning Shi only felt that he was like a shell about to be slapped on the shore by the terrifying waves, and he couldn't help but retreat backwards.

The soul almost collapsed!

The evening breeze is as terrible as the waves on the sea, silently pulling the out-of-body soul into the darkness.

The biting cold seemed to sweep people into the water under the ice, and Ning Shi felt that his divine body was getting colder and weaker, and the cold "sea water" seemed to be absorbing the energy in his divine soul.

"To ...... I want to return to my body!" Ning Shi was like a pheasant choked by the neck at the moment, having difficulty breathing and struggling desperately. But it was all in vain......

The consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, and the soul has begun to disintegrate.

Just when Ning Shi's consciousness was about to dissipate, there was a faint sound of cranes. Immediately after, there was a sudden warmth on his body like the scorching sun.

This warmth not only brought him liliang, but also dispelled the darkness...... On the back of the swaying crane foot lamp, it seems to carry a fiery sun, constantly conveying warmth......

In the darkness, Duanmu Wan looked at Ning Shi, whose divine soul was slowly becoming stronger, and muttered, "You want to do this?"

On Duanmu Wan's shoulder, the Red Flame Demon Lord, who was covered in black smoke, yawned lazily: "This king acts according to his preferences, and he doesn't need to report to you." ”

Seeing that Ning Shi's divine soul not only recovered as before, but also became a little stronger, Duanmu Wan flicked his fingers, and a light light flew out, holding up Ning Shi's divine soul that had fallen to the ground and sending it back to his body.

After the divine consciousness returned to the body, Ning Shi's body was crooked, and he fell to the side of the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Duanmu Wan shook her head, walked out of the shadows, pulled the quilt to cover Ning Shi, put the scroll on the coffee table, then straightened up, pulled her hair, grabbed the crane foot lamp and handed it to the Red Flame Demon Lord on her shoulder, "Xiexie, return you." ”

"The things sent out by this king have never been in the habit of taking them back, you can deal with them as you like!" After the Red Flame Demon Lord finished saying this, he braved the billowing smoke and turned around and burrowed back into Duanmu Wan's body.

Looking at the golden flame that had returned to normal in the crane foot lamp, Duanmu Wan couldn't help but smile slightly. Leaning down and blowing lightly, the whole room was plunged into darkness...... (Chapter 2 sends, ask for collection!)

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