Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the gray soul instantly condensed into a hideous ghost face and pounced towards Qi Wu Yue with a roar.

A tiny flash of light flashed across the ghost face filled with black smoke.

It is a soul needle condensed by mental power that can directly attack the soul.

Using the hideous and roaring ghost mask as a cover, he quickly shot out the soul needle in a desperate fight.

A white light flashed, and with a click, the little white snake held the soul needle in its mouth and swung its tail towards the emperor to pick it up.

The soul needle was bent by its bite, and it was spat out with a "Pooh" sound.

The crescent-shaped soul needle was spewed out by the little white snake. It spun rapidly, splitting the space and instantly cutting the ghost face condensed by the ghost cultivator's soul into two halves.

The soul attacked by the soul needle was annihilated with screams, reaping the fruits of its own action.

In the cave.

The leader of the Chiyan Sect looked at Xiao Lin suspiciously, his hands moving non-stop, quickly putting the ghost cultivator's head he picked up into the storage bag, as if he was afraid that Xiao Lin would regret it if he was a second late.

Then he rushed to see if Miaoyu was injured.

"Daughter! Daddy has a look, are you hurt anywhere?"

Not far away, Huanyi and the little puppet suddenly appeared in front of him.

Xiao Lin noticed that the atmosphere between them was vaguely weird.

The puppet that suddenly appeared was small in size, but looked like a flesh and blood body, and his skin was deathly pale.

A glaring scarlet ghost charm was wrapped around his neck, binding him like a chain.

There was a row of marks as thin as ink lines on the back of his neck under his flowing black hair.

Xiao Lin's eyes flickered slightly, and his sharp eyes observed everything in great detail.

It's the stitches for sewing.

Not only on the back of the neck where the spine merges, but also on the inside of the arms, there is a row of such delicate and smooth stitches.

The thread used was very similar to the silk thread that Huanyi used to control the cotton dolls. The black stitches were very dense, gracefully sewing the pale skin.

Black hair, white skin, and scarlet ghost curse, three extreme colors blended together.

The little doll was raising one hand and touching Huanyi's head with a gentle movement.

The atmosphere was the same as how the leader of the Chiyan Sect treated Miaoyu. The puppet man touched Huanyi's head just like an old father touching his precious daughter's head. The palm-sized little man had a kind fatherly look on his face.

Xiao Lin: “…”

Suddenly I began to doubt my own eyes.

Huanyi looked nervously at the little doll that was patting her head, and lowered her voice carefully.

"Dad, please go back to the bone chain and stay there. Mom will catch me and take me back. I won't go back."

Dad.

Xiao Lin also began to doubt his ears.

The little doll spoke softly and lovingly, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Yiyi. I won't tell her."

The voice was very slow, and each word was spoken slowly.

Although Xiao Lin doesn't care much about other people's affairs, he has to admit that the family relationships of ghost cultivators are really amazing.

It’s so amazing that he can carry his own father on his body.

And if he was not mistaken, it was made into a puppet.

"What are you looking at?"

Qi Wu Yue came back strolling, with the little white snake lying on his shoulder, holding the umbrella with the tip of its tail wrapped around the handle of the green jade umbrella.

He followed Xiao Lin's gaze and understood everything. "Not surprising. The women of the Corpse Puppet Clan are all...similar to mantises."

After having children, they will kill their spouse and make a puppet.

After being refined, the spirit puppet still possesses a certain level of consciousness and retains some instincts. Its body becomes more powerful, and even its cultivation level increases with the refining.

It's not really death, it's just living in this world in a certain way.

Huanyi tried her best to persuade her little doll father back into the bone chain.

The leader of the Chiyan Sect and several elders saw that the situation was not right. Although they didn't know where these people suddenly appeared from and what they wanted, they still felt uneasy holding the heads of the ghost cultivators.

It would be better to go back quickly and exchange this evil cultivator's head for a bounty.

So I said a few nice words:

"This evil cultivator has been causing trouble for a long time. Today, thanks to the help of several friends, we have eliminated this evil. We are cultivators of the Red Flame Sect in the city, and we are grateful."

"But the people in the city are in a panic, and everyone is looking forward to seeing the ghost cultivator's head."

"In order to appease the residents of the city as soon as possible, if there is nothing else, we will take our leave first."

In conclusion, if there is nothing else, we will withdraw~

The old face of the Chiyan Sect Master was even more full of smiles: "Don't see me off, don't see me off."

Then he quickly ran away with his daughter and the elders of the sect without looking back.

The cave was left in a mess, and Qi Wu Yue and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Huanyi pointed at the bodies of the women who had died long ago and said, "Boss, these remaining bodies...should we bury them or return them to their families?"

"And what about these three ghostly corpses? How do we deal with them?"

Qi Wu Yue: "Looking for someone to identify the body, do you want the ghost vine?"

In his hand he was holding the Yinmu Mingying vine that he had picked up from the pit. It was broken into pieces and only a small piece of the mother root remained.

Huanyi: "Ah, I can have it, but it's very troublesome to subdue it."

Xiao Lin said: "It's not a problem."

After a while.

The small piece of Yinmu Mingying Vine that was left was as quiet as a dead vine under the watchful gaze of the sacred tree.

Qi Wu Yue kicked the ghost vine that was pretending to be dead: "You have two choices, either admit defeat or be eaten."

Xiaomiao: Just a snack.

Its golden branches stretched out, ready to show off the unattractive snack in front of it.

The Yin Mother Mingying Vine shuddered and quickly wrapped around Huanyi's fingers to sign the master-servant contract.

……

As the wind blew, the arched corners and flying eaves caused the snow-white bone bells hanging under the indigo tiles to clatter gently, making a strange, crisp and pleasant sound.

The white bones were polished smooth, like fine porcelain, and made into exquisite wind chimes.

When bones collide, those who hear it will feel strangely dizzy, as if their minds are hooked into the clouds and they feel slightly dizzy.

The man's overly pale fingers held a string of soundless bone bells and slowly repaired them. His black hair, like flowing water, was filled with rich colors and draped over his snow-white robe. There was nothing under the other sleeve, as if half of his arm was missing.

He hung the repaired string of bone bells back under the eaves in front of the window.

When he stretched out his hand, his robe slipped off, revealing a line of inky black stitches on the soft skin inside his pale arm, winding all the way into the robe.

The hung bone bells rang out with the same dizzying and crisp sound again.

"Husband, have you found the children?" A charming and gentle female voice sounded from behind the window.

Through the half-open screen window, one can vaguely see a graceful figure in black clothes.

The man withdrew his hand and answered gently, "Not yet."

Under the black hair, a scarlet ghost curse was wrapped around the pale neck, lingering like a chain.

He turned around, and his appearance suddenly looked like an enlarged version of the little doll in the Huanyi bone chain.