I brushed a copy of the game world after 2000

　Ning Yiping shook his head, human nature is like this.

　Turning his gaze back to the soul-rescue statue, Ning Yiping stepped forward and reached out to take it off.

　As soon as I touched it, a tingling sensation came from the fingertips.

　No wonder the two could only wait to die in the ancestral hall.

　interesting.

　Ning Yiping looked at the fingertips, there was no wound, but the pain felt as if it was cut.

　He covered his hands with zhenqi and grabbed the statue. This time, an invisible force resisted the zhenqi.

　"Be honest if you don't want to die"

　Ning Yiping suddenly increased the input of true energy, directly breaking the invisible resistance of the statue, and grasped it firmly in his hands.

　The statue was still fighting back, and the palm of its right hand was stabbed painfully.

　He pinched it violently, as if he heard the miserable cry from the statue.

　Not long after, a few drops of blood fell on the ground, and the statue seemed to be dead without any reaction.

　"It seems that there is no such thing as a drop of blood to recognize the Lord"

　Ning Yiping smiled, and held the statue with his left hand, and raised his right hand to look at it in front of his eyes. There was no muscle injury, only a flesh injury.

　But the wound has not healed in the slightest.

　With his physique, if this kind of wound was caused by an ordinary sharp blade, it would take at most one or two minutes to heal.

　This two-headed bird statue seems to have a special effect like the power of holy light.

　"Is the wound unhealable?"

　Ning Yiping said to himself, this time I found a treasure.

　In game terms, this is the 100% serious injury effect.

　"Don't pretend to be dead, you will have to force him out later"

　Ning Yiping knocked on the statue of the two-headed bird, and got a low-pitched response.

　Holding the two-headed bird statue out of the ancestral hall, the cold feeling disappeared.

　Could it be that he ran away?

　Thinking about it, Ning Yiping squeezed the two-headed bird.

　Then an inexplicable feeling rose in my heart.

　North?

　Following the guidance of the two-headed bird, Ning Yiping walked through the air to the north of the house.

　At first glance, he saw the thick locust tree in the courtyard.

　The branches of the locust tree are covered with the bones of monks and monks, the leaves are blood-red in color, and the stench is particularly strong.

　"It's not your fault"

　Ning Yiping said.

　It's no wonder that the other party has never left the scope of the Jiang family's old house, and the relationship has taken root here.

　This aggregate of resentful souls obviously regarded the locust tree as its body.

　A dissatisfied cry sounded.

　"You mean if it wasn't for you, he wouldn't choose to use the locust tree as his body?"

　The two-headed bird statue echoed the chirp of affirmation.

　"Oh, it seems that your intelligence is not low."

　Ning Yiping casually threw the statue of the two-headed bird aside, causing the two-headed bird to be dissatisfied again.

　The pure white air sword condensed, he crushed the bluestone floor tiles in the courtyard, and slashed towards the locust tree with the force of thunder.

　The branches of the locust tree grew and spread, and more than a dozen branches overlapped to block Ning Yiping's sword. At the same time, countless roots pierced from the ground, trying to pierce Ning Yiping's body.

　The menacing attack was defused by Ning Yiping with a sword, and it was reduced to sawdust all over the sky.

　The two-headed bird statue let out a shrill cry, and Ning Yiping felt a huge force hit his chest, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

　"Thank you for bringing this stinky bird over"

　A 'person' made of different pieces of meat walked towards Ning Yiping step by step.

　"you are welcome"

　Ning Yiping took off his mask, wiped the blood from his chin, and fixed his eyes on the other party.

　He knew he had been tricked.

　From the moment he entered the old house, the other party lured him step by step in order to trick him into fetching the two-headed bird from the ancestral hall.

　And the two-headed bird... the only way to resist is to obey.

　Really low-level intelligence.

　But so what?

　The real martial world descended, and the situation on the field was instantly reversed.

　"So you've been an unlucky person in this life, and you're also an unlucky ghost if you become a ghost"

　Ning Yiping cut out with his sword.

　This sword tore apart the air, and also tore apart the opponent's soul.

　"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"

　Screaming in pain to the depths of his soul, the unlucky ghost's body was completely shattered, leaving only a broken soul.

　"Don't kill..."

　“Good calculation”

　Before Ning Yiping finished speaking, the sword fell.

　[Kill Yang Mosheng, experience +5000]

　The extreme sword injected [-] points of true energy and cut it out.

　[Kill the soul-gathering wraith tree, experience value +10000]

　A third-order resentful soul crystal, a piece of resentful spirit wood, and a soul-gathering crystal.

　And the statue of the two-headed bird that he threw aside just now.

　The trip to the Jiang family's old house was a bloodbath.

　"It's really twists and turns"

　Ning Yiping said to himself.

　I thought that the Jiang family's old house only had resentment aggregates and soul repellants, but it turned out that these were all arranged by Yang Mosheng, Jiang Manying's dead ghost husband.

　But what is the purpose of the other party doing this...?

Chapter 81. The Tired Cow

　Just as Ning Yiping was thinking, there was the sound of fierce fighting outside the courtyard.

　He immediately went looking for the sound of fighting.

　Through the leaky window of the house, it was Liu Huaixin fighting ten gray shadows again.

　The gray shadow looks like a ghost, and the erratic figure keeps avoiding the sickle transformed from the shadow, and is always looking for an opportunity to rush to Liu Huaixin's side.

　Wandering spirit?

　Ning Yiping's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't go out to help Liu Huaixin immediately, but waited quietly for something.

　Until Liu Huaixin fought dozens of moves with a group of wandering spirits, all of which were evenly matched, an obviously higher-level wandering spirit rushed out to join the battle in the dark.

　In just a split second, Liu Huaixin fell into a hard fight.

　Ning Yiping condensed his air between his fingers, and flicked lightly after two seconds.

　The air bomb shot out, landed on the high-level wandering soul that had just appeared, and exploded suddenly, killing it instantly.

　[Kill Wang Hui, experience value +5000]

　Then, like a tiger running into a flock of sheep, he wiped out the group of second-order wandering ghosts with two or three strokes of sword energy.

　"..."

　Liu Huaixin looked at Ning Yiping for several seconds, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

　He felt that his shadow was not in place, and it was fine if he couldn't keep up with Ning Yiping, and he had to wait for Ning Yiping to rescue him.

　too difficult.

　Ning Yiping turned his head slightly, and a white light flashed in his eyes.

　[Unidentified creature suspected of having a soul body]

　Suddenly, Ning Yiping smiled.

　It seems that this was a careful plan, but it was destroyed because of his arrival.

　He took out his cell phone and called Ning Molan.

　"Lord, Master"

　Ning Molan was a little embarrassed.

　"Why, it's a little rusty not to call for a day?"

　Ning Yiping asked softly.

　"No"

　Ning Molan frightenedly denied.

　"Help me find out, what organizations or people can manipulate the soul body?"

　"Yes, Master"

　"Um"

　Ning Yiping was about to cancel the call when Ning Molan's voice sounded: "Master...I...want...to"

　"Come over tomorrow at noon to clean up"

　After speaking, the call was cancelled, and Ning Yiping glanced at the time, it was already 12:30 in the morning.

　It has been dozens of hours without a break, and looking at the messages again, they are all from Qiu Ruoli, and there are still more than a dozen missed calls.

　Oh, woman, I'm really hungry.

　Ning Yiping collected the soul crystals from this place. Before coming to Jiang's old house, he was still a little worried whether the ring of devouring would directly devour the soul.

　But now it seems that the Ring of Devouring will only devour the souls produced after the death of the living body, not these already formed soul bodies.

　……

　On the way, I bought two boxes of protective measures at the supermarket, returned to the villa and jumped onto the balcony of the bedroom, just in time to see Qiu Ruoli smashing the pillow angrily.

　Ning Yiping couldn't help chuckling because of his cute appearance, which startled Qiu Ruoli who was bullying the pillow while thinking about it.

　"You bad guy!"

　Qiu Ruoli rushed towards Ning Yiping.

　Hugging the gentle beauty into his arms, and patting Qiu Ruoli's back, Ning Yiping showed the two boxes of protective measures to Qiu Ruoli's eyes.

　"Why didn't you say something! Why did you go for so long!"

　Qiu Ruoli stared at Ning Yiping full of resentment.

　"Besides, I have it!"

　Qiu Ruoli dragged Ning Yiping to the bed, and then took out a box of brand new protective measures from her bag.

　"It's not enough"