Douluo: My martial spirit can cultivate

Chapter 95 About My Meeting a Ghost in Douluo
Suddenly a person came beside Yan Ming and patted Yan Ming's shoulder.

Yan Ming turned his head to look, this person's eyes were empty, he had a cropped hair, and he was wearing coarse clothes. Looking carefully at this person's hands, the palms were full of calluses, presumably they should be ordinary people doing manual labor.

The ordinary man spoke, but his tone was extremely blunt, like an emotionless robot.

"Come with me, I have something important to talk to you about."

Yan Ming frowned, it looked like he was being controlled by someone, and there was something else to tell me, maybe it wasn't other forces that lured me over, and then took this opportunity to kill me.

Who came up with this kind of bad trick? Is this treating me like a fool?

At this time, the ordinary man said again; "Yan Ming, come with me, otherwise, your little girlfriend will suffer."

When Yan Ming heard this, he wanted to shoot this person to death for a moment, but after thinking about it, even though this person knew I was Yan Ming, he must be Contra or Titled Douluo.

After all, I am disguised as an ordinary person, and I can only see through it unless I am a Contra or a Titled Douluo with high spiritual power.

Yan Ming was very curious about which power it was, even though he dared to threaten me, I wanted to see who it was.

Yan Ming stood up and said, "Hurry up and lead the way."

This person led the way bluntly, and Yan Ming followed behind.

After the two left the arena, they took Yan Ming to a hidden street.

Followed by Yan Ming, he looked at the stiff footsteps of the man in front of him, and this man had no shadow under the sun, and there was a cold air all over his body, just like a dead man.

Yan Ming thought to himself; Could it be that Douluo still has the secret technique to control dead bodies? It's impossible, it should be the Wuhun that controls dead bodies, which means that I have encountered an evil soul master.

After the two came to a dark corner, no one appeared, and the two stood still like this.

"Ah."

The person in front let out a painful cry, black blood vessels stretched from his neck to his temples, and his hideous body was slowly expanding.

Yan Ming saw that the person in front of him was still alive, and it seemed that something was about to break out of his body.

Yan Ming stepped forward, pulled up the man's right arm, opened his clenched palm, and pulled out his middle finger. Yan Ming clamped it with his index finger and middle finger, and pulled hard.

The black blood vessels on the man's face retracted and began to spread to the right arm, the moment it spread to the wrist.

Yan Ming pinched the ordinary man's middle finger with his thumb, creating a wound. Black blood spurted out from the wound, turning into black mist and quickly leaving the dark corner of the street.

Yan Ming quickly struck the ordinary man's chest.

This ordinary man knelt on the ground, spraying black blood with his hands on the ground, expeling the evil spirit and cold poison in his body.

After the man vomited, he stood up with difficulty and thanked; "Brother Xie came to the rescue."

Yan Ming said, "Leave quickly, this place is very dangerous."

After the man bowed to express his gratitude, he walked away from the dark street corner step by step.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to know how to exorcise evil spirits."

A black mist swirled around, and a figure appeared, this person Yan Ming knew, was Ghost Douluo from Wuhun Temple.

Yan Ming said, "In order to find me and control an ordinary person, if I didn't know a little about exorcising evil, I'm afraid he would have died."

In fact, this technique of exorcising evil spirits was used by Yan Ming as a disguise. If he cured him with a wave of his hand, everyone would doubt Yan Ming's identity and strength.

Simply put, it's just acting for Ghost Douluo.

Ghost laughed again, and said, "I don't care about ordinary people, if he is chosen by me, death must be his fate."

Yan Ming also smiled slightly, and said, "It must be his fate to meet me and be saved by me. Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Guigui said, "You are really smart, no wonder you are appreciated by our pope. I asked you to come out this time because I want you to join our Spirit Hall."

When Yan Ming heard this, he understood what was going on. It must be because of his performance in the Soul Master Competition and his weird spirit, so he wanted to lure me to the Spirit Hall.

But there is another possibility, that is, they want to trick me to Wuhundian, and then conduct various researches on me.

Regardless of the possibility, it must be rejected anyway.

Yan Ming stroked his chin and said, "It is impossible for me to join your Spirit Hall, and it is impossible for me to join your Spirit Hall in this life."

Hearing what Yan Ming said, the ghost was not angry, but instead took out a token and handed it to Yan Ming, saying, "Our Pope admires you very much and wants to take you as a disciple."

After handing the token to Yan Ming, he turned around and was about to leave, but before leaving, he paused and said, "The Pope is a peerless beauty, a beautiful master, he is more eye-catching than your golden master."

After saying this, the ghost turned into black smoke and disappeared into a dark corner.

When Yan Ming heard this, his head was full of question marks, and he thought to himself; this is messing around, do you want to seduce me with beauty?Your pope knows, won't he hack you?
Yan Ming looked at the token in his hand, it was the elder order of Wuhun Hall.

Now Yan Ming is a little confused, not sure what the hell is going on.

Sending a titled Douluo here just to recruit me is too sincere, and he even gave me the elder order of Wuhundian. Could it be that Wuhundian wants to play a trick?
Yan Ming put the token back into the storage ring, frowned and thought hard, and decided to go back to the hotel to think slowly if he couldn't figure it out.

After returning to the hotel, Yan Ming took off his disguise, and Xiao Wu was startled when he saw a stranger in the room when he came back.

Yan Ming lay on the sofa and thought for a while, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and secretly thought; he had overlooked an important point, that is, not only he had received the invitation, but other people or employees in the company had also received the invitation.

Yan Ming quickly took out the communicator to contact Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu on the other end said; "Boss, what's the matter?"

Yan Ming said, "Collect information and interview the senior management and employees of the company. Have you received an invitation from the Hall of Spirits?"

Xiao Chenyu said; "Okay boss, I'll investigate right away."

After hanging up the communication, Yan Ming rubbed the center of his brows, and thought to himself; this Wuhundian really knows how to play, and the secret of Chen Cang is really played by you clearly.

The big forces are really more difficult to deal with than the other. If you have something to do, you will have a set. There are endless routines in life.

In the afternoon, when Xiao Wu returned to the hotel and opened the door, she saw Yan Ming lying on the sofa.

Xiao Wu walked in front of the sofa, looked at Yan Ming who was lying soundly on the sofa, and muttered in a low voice; "We are working hard in the game, this guy is sleeping all the time, what a slacker."

Talking about disgust, but being honest physically, she went to the bed and took a quilt, and gently covered Yan Ming.

Yan Ming on the sofa smiled slightly.

In fact, Yan Ming's head just hurts from thinking about things, and he just wants to rest for a while while lying on the sofa, and Yan Ming can still feel it when there is a disturbance.

However, Xiao Wu's actions still warmed Yan Ming's heart, and he felt an indescribable sense of happiness.

(End of this chapter)