Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

The enchantment also disappeared at the same time, and the eminent monk originally wanted to chase it.

But with the disappearance of the enchantment, the ghost hitting the wall also ended at the same time.

After the scene around him changed, the eminent monk couldn't tell where the female ghost was going for a while, so he sighed and let it go.

"Are you okay?" Peng Yue was very worried about Qin Mu.

Everyone thought that the female ghost was going to kill Qin Mu, and Peng Yue even planned to repel the female ghost by injuring the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred, but she never imagined that the female ghost exhausted all her strength and produced Formed a barrier.

Then she locked herself and Qin Mu inside.

Before, Peng Yue panicked and even thought that she would see Qin Mu's body.

Fortunately, Qin Mu didn't seem to have suffered any trauma.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Qin Mu was afraid that Peng Yue would not believe him, so he turned around and asked Peng Yue to look at him carefully.

As a result, the eminent monk was very curious about what happened.

He wiped the bowl clean and took it back into his arms. He didn't know what method he had used for the wound on his finger, but it had scabbed over and stopped bleeding.

"Benefactor Qin, did that female ghost talk to you about something?" the eminent monk asked, his expression as calm and calm as ever.

Regarding his question, Qin Mu knew very well that he could not answer it.

If you want everyone to know, there is no need for Liu Wan to create a barrier.

"No, I just woke up, and found out that Master, you broke the barrier." Qin Mu opened his eyes and said nonsense, but he didn't reveal any flaws.

Rather than making up a conversation, it's better to have no conversation at all.

It's not easy to be caught.

Thinking of what happened to Liu Wan, Qin Mu's heart became heavy again.

A girl in her early 20s died in such a tragic way... or when no one knew about it.

"Maybe he's still alive." Qin Mu thought, and suddenly said softly.

It was this sentence that attracted the attention of Peng Yue and the eminent monk.

Qin Mu secretly thought something was wrong, but quickly found a good excuse, "Fang Ye may be recovering from his injuries, we can't waste any more time."

This excuse is really suitable for the time and the scene, and no one noticed anything wrong for a while.

The eminent monk only vaguely knew that Fang Ye was that wicked hedgehog from before.

The road around the three of them has changed back to the way they just stepped on.

Only the weather had changed, and it was evident that it was going to be evening.

"Let's go back first." Peng Yue first agreed with Qin Mu's idea, and then said so.

This time there was no ghost hitting the wall, but in a few minutes, they came out of this path that took several hours.

When they got to the car, they could still see police and forensic doctors coming in and out of Baishou Village from a distance, and even carried out some dead bodies.

Seeing such a situation, the eminent monk couldn't bear it, so he chanted the Buddha's name. He closed his eyes while sitting in the back seat of the car, and began to recite the mantra of rebirth.

Peng Yue hesitated for a few minutes whether to drive at this time, Qin Mu knew that the eminent monk had surpassed the dead soul before, and now he was just looking for psychological comfort, so he nodded towards Peng Yue.

As the car started, Baishou Village gradually became smaller until it could no longer be seen clearly.

Thinking of Fang Ye's actions and the dead villagers of Baishou Village, Qin Mu felt a little depressed.

That is a living life.

Along the way, except for the chanting of the eminent monks, no one made a sound.

All the way back to the hotel without words, the car was still parked in the hotel.

Qin Mu felt that his body was a little heavy, even with his steps.

Almost moving step by step, Qin Mu and Peng Yue went upstairs.

They still have to tell the eminent monk about the whole story, so they planned to chat in Qin Mu's room for a while.

As a result, just as the door was pushed open, a chair slammed right in front of her.

Qin Mu's consciousness was a little erratic, and his reaction was a bit slow. Fortunately, the eminent monk raised his hand in time and held the chair tightly in his hand.

At the same time, the situation in the room also completely appeared before the eyes of the three people.

Zhang Yi looked very embarrassed, not only the clothes on his body were damaged in many places, but also the hair that had been carefully applied with pomade was messed up.

Holding the fire hydrant in his hand, he watched Fang Qing vigilantly.

Fang Qing's anxious eyes were red, and a faint evil spirit spread out.

Seeing this, the eminent monk was about to open his mouth to chant sutras, but Peng Yue stopped him in time.

Qin Mu reacted a little before he realized what was going on in front of him, "Thank you for your hard work."

He said this to Zhang Yi.

The voice sounded low and tired, so Peng Yue simply went downstairs and opened a new room for Qin Mu to rest.

Qin Mu never expected that his consciousness would be blurred as soon as he lay down on the bed.

He had a long and heavy dream.

The Qin Mu in the dream was not himself, but the female ghost Liu Wan he met today.

Qin Mu saw Wang Daqiang in Liu Wan's mouth. He was lifting the toolbox in his hand and smashing it towards Qin Mu's face.

No, it shouldn't be Qin Mu. Now Qin Mu is very clear that he is Liu Wan.

Again and again, Wang Daqiang didn't seem to know he was tired, until the female college student in front of him didn't move any more, then he looked like he had just woken up from a dream, and threw the toolbox in his hand on the ground.

Then "Liu Wan" was stuffed into a foul-smelling fertilizer bag by him in a very weird and twisted posture.

Not knowing what means of transportation he was using, Qin Mu estimated the time, and it seemed that it took about an hour and a half before he stopped wandering around unintentionally.

Then he was picked up, and the last time he saw the light, it was Wang Daqiang who was worried, worried that Liu Wan was not dead, opened the bag again, and repeatedly hit his head with a stone several times.

With a shovel of soil covering his face, Qin Mu, who struggled consciously for a while, suddenly sat up from the bed.

Sweat covered his face, and then he saw the familiar figure sitting beside his bed in the dark room.

It's Liu Wan.

She looked at Qin Mu with an unfathomable expression, no longer a delicate and beautiful look, but also a look that couldn't even recognize his facial features.

"You promised me, you promised to fulfill my last wish for me." Liu Wan's voice sounded very empty and distant.

Qin Mu wanted to reply, but he opened his mouth and found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Amidst Liu Wan's rambling repetition, Qin Mu silently recited the mantra of purifying the heart.

I don't know how many times I read it, but when Qin Mu opened his eyes again, there was light in the dark room.

It was already morning, and the light came in through the gaps in the curtains that could not be closed, and there was no sign of Liu Wan beside the bed.