Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

However, once the respected elders have washed their hands in the golden basin, they seldom come out of the mountain again.

Because if you stick to karma again, the rest of the days probably won't be easy.

Most people would like to have a good death, not a miserable death.

Shang Yunzheng directly ignored Yun Qiyang's words, took out the red thread and tied it to his hand.

"Continue to go."

Yun Qiyang was about to cry, and while walking forward, he miserably took out his phone and recorded his No.80 last words.

The more Gu Ruojiao watched him, the more interesting he became.

Let's say he was unlucky, his life is quite long, and he also met Shang Yunzheng, a man with unlucky luck.

By his side, no matter what happens, Shang Yunzheng can help him.

Just a little timid.

But it's also true, I'm always harassed by those mischievous dead spirits when I'm fine, I can't see it when I see it, I can't touch it when I touch it, it's strange not to be afraid.

Thinking of this, Gu Ruojiao wanted to scare him again.

But before she could do anything, Shang Yunzheng cleared her throat and interrupted her prank.

Shang Yunzheng: "Watch the road carefully."

Gu Ruojiao pursed her lips, and put her evil claws behind her back.

Then he ran back to him, taking two breaths of Yin Qi while he wasn't paying attention.

After crossing the single path, they saw the red archway again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this archway seems to be much bigger than the last time I saw it.

And the colors are more colorful.

Yun Qiyang held the small mahogany sword, and was muttering something in his mouth.

Shang Yunzheng didn't let him continue reading.

He stood at the bottom of the slope, took a good look at the archway and its vicinity, and then asked Yun Qiyang to take a red line to surround the archway.

This Yun Qiyang was probably used to being enslaved.

My heart is clearly terrified, but my body is very honest.

After all, it was the Yun family, no matter how afraid they were to be proficient and steady in doing things, they surrounded the archway in two or three strokes.

After finishing this step, Shang Yunzheng looked at Gu Ruojiao: "You should leave."

Being curious is a good thing, but being too curious can be a bad thing.

Fortunately, the little ghost was very obedient, and after hearing what he said, he obediently went out to wait for them.

Ten minutes later, the two came out from inside.

Yun Qiyang's legs were numb, his face was covered with sweat, and he didn't know what he had experienced, which scared him enough.

Gu Ruojiao ignored him, and trotted forward to touch Shang Yunzheng: "Has the evil spirit been taken away?"

"No, break up." After saying that, Shang Yunzheng glanced at her, which frightened her, so he added, "She can't die anymore."

"Why? Because she killed a lot of people?"

"Well, at the beginning, she may have really wanted revenge, but the nature is different later. Now she just wants to harm people, and nourishes herself with dead spirits."

Seeing her tilting her head up, her eyes flickering, she didn't know whether she understood or not.

Shang Yunzheng continued: "Do you still remember that old man?"

Gu Ruojiao nodded her head.

"He fed that woman with blood day and night, and turned her into a bloodthirsty monster. After taking revenge, not only did she not dissipate her grievances, she was unable to die, but was completely trapped in this place, making a living by harming others."

"So that old man did something bad with good intentions?"

"Well, but he probably didn't know, and he might have mistakenly thought that she wanted to do this, so he has been supporting her all these years."

That's why he was so deadly, but he was not killed.

That was his indirect crime.

It is also because he still needs to raise the evil spirit, so he is lucky to have survived until now.

However, if you are haunted by death, you will either die or be injured.

The burns on his face and injuries to his legs were also caused by this.