Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Miss Yan wandered among the crowd. She walked among the buildings for a while, and the people coming and going had faces she was familiar with.

She could call everyone by name, but she couldn't think of any memories she made with them.

And everyone was busy with other things, so no one responded to her.

She stretched out her five fingers in a daze, transparent, and her feet switched between human form and white mist, as light as morning dew, and might soon disappear like dew.

Miss Yan felt that she had forgotten many things.

She didn't know why this happened.

"Why don't you go back?"

Miss Yan turned around blankly to look for the person who made the sound.

The visitor was dressed simply, with her hair tied high, and a pair of deerskin boots that few women wore. She also covered half of her face with a black scarf, revealing only a pair of dark, clear pupils.

"You...are talking to me?"

Time was running out and there was no time to explain. Du Manzhi used the most ferocious tone to scare her: "You are a living soul. Come back to your body quickly. Do you want to be exterminated?"

"This..." Miss Yan was as pale and weak as a delicate flower destroyed by heavy rain, "What is a living soul? Do you know who I am? I don't know where to go..."

I have seen people leave the soul, but I have never seen anyone get Alzheimer’s disease after leaving the soul.

Du Manzhi took away her hairpin and owed it to Karma, otherwise he would not have stepped into this muddy water.

You're here now, so let's take care of this matter to the end.

"You follow me."

……

Du Manzhi led Miss Yan's soul to the bedroom on the second floor.

Miss Yan, who was lying on the bed, could hardly feel her heartbeat. The scene was so chaotic that no one even noticed her.

After Du Manzhi recited the resurrecting curse, he pushed the living soul behind hard——

Leave you!

"Wow!" Shenghun yelled in panic and grabbed her tightly with his backhand.

"Hey no, why are you pulling me? It's not my body!"

Du Manzhi kept his voice quiet, attracting the attention of others.

"Where does this wild girl dare to act so arrogantly in the Yan Mansion?"

"What kind of dress is she wearing? She doesn't look like a lady at all. It's immoral!"

"Is the doctor here? Someone come and save the young lady!"

A group of rich and powerful women surrounded her and asked her to tell her whereabouts, otherwise she would be sent to the government.

Shenghun was still pulling her and screaming, because she was frightened by the other person on the bed and was unwilling to move forward.

However, the curse had been recited, and an invisible pull was pulling them both, and no one could shake them off.

Du Manzhi reluctantly explained in severe pain: "I am a spiritual medium under the Admiral of Xichang. Your lady has left her soul. I will send her back..."

The best-dressed maid was startled, wiped her tears and began to howl.

"My poor young lady, how dare a stranger come from anywhere to ruin your reputation! You Lihun, you are clearly a female thief who took advantage of the chaos to come in and steal things! Why don't you tie her up!"

Du Manzhi: "..."

Shenghun: "Help, help me, something is pulling me!"

I’m convinced, this old six.

Du Manzhi couldn't hold it any longer.

In this wave, even if she returns to the world and is not familiar with her skills, she will dig a hole to bury herself.

"...How about I perform an out-of-body experience for you?"

Before she finished speaking, she fell limply to the ground.

The woman was dumbfounded: "She is really out of breath?"

Others pushed each other around, and finally a woman trembled and went up to touch it, which made her even more panicked.

"It's gone, it's really gone, my hands are not warm anymore!"

"Oh my God!"

……

Du Manzhi glanced at Shenghun numbly.

Shenghun looked back at her blankly, then looked at her lying on the ground: "Wow, there is a ghost!!!"

I shouldn't have come to save you little fool.

Du Manzhi hated the iron, so he dragged her to the bed and stuffed her without saying a word!

The traction of the Resurrection Curse and her hard pushing from behind caused the living soul to scream and be sucked back.

She was relieved.

The crowd gathered around her "body" and didn't know where to start.

Just as he was about to go back, suddenly, a translucent hand stretched out from Miss Yan's body and grabbed her tightly!

When the lost soul returns to a familiar body, it is equivalent to finding its roots, which is so powerful!

"Let go!" Du Manzhi shouted.

Shenghun whimpered and cried, refusing to let go, "I'm afraid, it's so dark inside, I'm afraid..."

After chanting the spell for too long, the soul has not fully come back to life. The suction force coming from Miss Yan's body suddenly doubled!

Du Manzhi was spinning for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was trapped in a shrunken body.

With such delicate and white hands, she knew without looking in the mirror that they must be Miss Yan's body.

She moves her hands and feet very flexibly, and I am sure that she is controlling this body. So, where is Miss Yan?

"Oh, I'm here..."

Du Manzhi pulled her face: "Why did you drag me in? Are you really afraid that I will take away your identity?"

Miss Yan was silent for a while, her bursting tears turned into soft sobs, and her words became gentle:

"This... righteous man, just now my thoughts were in confusion. I was frightened and couldn't choose a path. I really shouldn't have brought you to this point. I hope you will forgive me."

This is normal Miss Yan, not the silly state of being who can only cry.

He must have just regained his memory.

She sighed endlessly today: "Just wake up."

The situation is a bit awkward.

There are two souls crammed into one body. She is obviously stronger than Miss Yan, so she becomes the dominant one.

As the original owner, Miss Yan could only watch her control her body in grievance.

"here it is……"

Du Manzhi: "It can be seen that this is not the bamboo building where you live. We must have fallen asleep. Let's think of a way to get out."

Miss Yan was surprised: "How could this happen?"

It's not because you insist on dragging me in, your body can't recognize who is the master!

She didn't want to speak anymore, so she controlled her short body and jumped down to open the door.

The blood-red sky, thick clouds covering the sun, and a ghostly atmosphere gave an ominous look.

This is Miss Yan’s deep dream.

She was a childhood nightmare because of her short body.

Miss Yan must be afraid of something in this dream.

Du Manzhi speculated that if she could figure out what Miss Yan was most afraid of at the time and defeat it in front of Miss Yan, she might be able to leave this nightmare.

Whether it works or not, let’s try it.

She first tried to communicate with the system to see if she could redeem the props. She finally got in touch with her, but there were various noises and she almost didn't understand clearly that the system was not in the service area...

Forget it, just rely on yourself.

The room just now was very small, the courtyard was bleak, and there were no servants. It was not like being treated like a legitimate daughter of a noble family.

They seemed to be forgotten in this courtyard.

"Remember carefully, when was this dream, and what will happen next?"

Ms. Yan had difficulty speaking at first. After being frightened several times, she finally accepted her fate and answered whatever was asked.

It turns out that this day is the day when the eldest wife of the Yan family gave birth.

The ominous red clouds in the sky are the basins of blood brought out of the delivery room, the liquid that soaked several beddings under Mrs. Yan, the blood and brains of the deformed baby boy when he was thrown to death, and the priceless bracelet worn by the murderer. Dove blood gemstone ring...

They gathered in the eyes of young Miss Yan, turning into a bloody sunset that was getting thicker and thicker here.