The villain of the fast travel system wants to counterattack

Chapter 141 The Ghost in the Mansion 12
"Come out." The Taoist priest opened the bottle, and there was faint black air in the bottle.

The Taoist bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood.

"bump!"

Immediately, the black air dispersed, covering the female ghost.

Ye Li squinted her eyes, holding a bamboo flute in her hand, her long and narrow eyes stared faintly at the black air.

The Taoist immediately withdrew, rather embarrassed, pale, holding a mahogany sword in his hand.

"This 100-year skill, you ate her." The corner of the Taoist's mouth curled into a strange smile, "Devoured her."

Seeing the black air, the female ghost paused for a moment, the same kind.

"Yes."

A hoarse voice came out, like the quacking of a crow, extremely unpleasant.

The black air gradually dissipated, revealing a black figure.

There is thick black air around.

The black shadow flashed, and it went directly to the female ghost's side, revealing a blue-black hand.

Before the female ghost could react, the hand grabbed the female ghost's hair.

"what!"

The female ghost let out a shrill cry, without any ability to resist.

Huawei has a cloud of black smoke.

The black figure stood there for a long time, as if digesting the hostility of the female ghost.

The Taoist priest came over, and that drop of blood took a lot of his spiritual energy.

The Taoist priest held the bottle and looked at the shadow, "Go in."

Sombra entered without any hesitation.

The Taoist chanted a few incantations, sealed the cork of the bottle, and put it in his cloth bag.

He left with a little staggering footsteps.

Ye Li squinted her eyes, looked at the back of the Taoist priest, and after a long time, the corner of her mouth curled up, raising a ghost?

…………

There was no one in the Captain's Mansion, and it was extremely quiet.

Looking down from above, it is full of resentment and yin.

Resentful.

Even though the yang energy is heavy, she still suffers from the cold air, let alone Ling Yue.

The Taoist got Ling Yue a talisman paper water.

With a serious expression, "Leave if you can leave this mansion."

"There are not so many ghosts in this mansion. Human life is the most important thing."

Although the Taoist priest has his own hole cards, he is not sure that he can catch Ye Li.

Lu Yin frowned tightly, his brows were slightly dark, "Master, is there really no other way?"

There is a reason why Lu Yin has not left the mansion for so long.

Ling Yue's eyes flickered as she listened to their conversation.

I didn't drink the talisman water either.

The Taoist sighed, "It's not that there is no way, I can't make a tool that can be used."

"The key to this mansion is the existence of the 500-year-old ghost."

"What equipment?"

"It's that ghost's corpse. That ghost looks like it's been around for a long time. Here, where can I find the corpse?"

Body?

Ling Yue remembered a cemetery she had broken into by mistake that day.

The man lying in the ice coffin.

It's his body.

Ling Yue bit her lip, "I...I know."

"You know?" The Taoist priest looked at Ling Yue with some doubts, and even Lu Yin was a little surprised.

Ling Yue bit her lips, "I saw it in a cemetery, just, just under our mansion..."

……Look at my gorgeous dividing line………

There are talisman papers everywhere in the mansion, and those ghosts, big and small, have almost been cleaned up by the Taoist apprentices.

However, with the Yin Gathering Formation, even if there are many ghosts killed.

After a while, there will still be ghosts.

Ye Li has been practicing in Su Jin's cemetery.

On the contrary, the ghost body is easier to cultivate than the human body.

"Dang, clang, clang." The bamboo flute at his waist banged violently.

Bumping uncontrollably.

Make a pleasant sound.

Ye Li looked down at the bamboo flute, then stretched out her hand to caress the bamboo flute.

The bamboo flute fell silent.

Ye Li pursed her lips, and a faint light flashed in her long and narrow eyes.

"king."

Seeing that Ye Li was about to go out, these ghosts bowed down one after another.

Ye Li glanced at these ghosts, "Stay here."

The faint voice drifted further and further away.

After Ye Li left, these ghosts wandered around without focusing.

The cemetery is huge.

Ling Yue doesn't know which roads she walked last time.

Thinking in my heart, I walked faster and faster, not noticing that I was not following behind.

"It seems to be going here..." Ling Yue turned around and was taken aback for a moment.

Looking around, it was extremely silent and eerie.

not a single person……

no one…………

Ling Yue shook her body, "Lu, Lu Yin?"

The fear in Ling Yue's heart magnified, and she was the only one in the whole space...

Obviously, she was still following her just now, people... people.

Ling Yue froze.

But there are still so many coffins here...

"Clang clang clang."

Vaguely, I heard the sound of bamboo flutes colliding.

Ling Yue's body became even stiffer.

The sound of the bamboo flute was getting closer, Ling Yue glanced around.

He quickly hid behind the coffin.

"Clang clang."

The sound of the bamboo flute hitting stopped abruptly, and Ling Yue saw a pair of silver brocade shoes.

The light blue hem is ancient clothes.

Ling Yue held her breath, hoping he wouldn't hear.

The faint figure stopped there, and Ling Yue's suppressed face was flushed red.

Suddenly, the figure moved.

The pair of brocade shoes were gone, Ling Yue was slightly relieved.

That man is scarier than a ghost.

Ling Yue was inexplicably afraid of Ye Li.

"call."

Suddenly, a coolness came from the neck, like a poisonous snake...

"Heh." A burst of light laughter suddenly came from behind, which was extremely pleasant to hear.

Deep and sweet.

"Where do you want to go?"

Ling Yue: ...

The coldness behind her made Ling Yue's body tremble a little.

Ling Yue's body froze, and she turned around stiffly.

Not far away, I saw that face that was astonished as a heavenly man.

The clothes have not changed, the same as those in the ice coffin.

Ling Yue took a few steps back, and the fear in her eyes was even worse.

Holding a bamboo flute in his slender jade hand.

"I……"

Ling Yue took a few steps back, she wanted to turn around and run away from here.

But the body is stiff and cannot move.

Ye Li's long and narrow eyes just looked at her like this, and there was a curve at the corner of her mouth.

Like laughing but not.

"..."

Ling Yue took two steps back in fear.

Ye Li moved her fingers, narrowed her eyes slightly, "Catch her up."

Ye Li's clear and faint voice came, as if speaking to the air.

"Yes."

Before Ling Yue could react, there was a pull in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he flew up uncontrollably.

Ling Yue's heart tightened, and when she turned her head, she saw two facial expressions.

His face was a little black.

His gaze is out of focus, is this...a ghost?

"You, you, what are you doing?" Ling Yue was terrified.

"Can you let me go..."

Ling Yue bit her lip and looked at Ye Li with her eyes open.

She didn't know this man's temper.

"Let you go?" Ye Li hooked Yinhong's mouth.

"How about continuing with the previous bet?"

"Win, you kill your husband, lose, I kill you."

"how?"

Ye Li pursed her lips, "Two, one must die."

Ling Yue: "..."

"You, what's the difference between you like this." Ling Yue's eyes were red, "You might as well kill me, kill me."

"I was going to kill you." The voice was clear and flat, "Since..."

(End of this chapter)