There might be something wrong with my rebirth

Shuangruo ruled out Qinglan first.

If it is Qinglan, if he accidentally touches the box, Qinglan will wipe the dust off the box and the table, and then put the box right.

He thought carefully, except for Ming Feng, no one had ever entered his study.

But Ming Feng would never touch other people's things casually.

And this trace, it seems that it was accidentally touched, and then put back carefully compared with the original trace, but unfortunately this person's eyesight is not good, and it is a gap from the original trace.

Shuangruo's heart was pounding.

The biggest possibility is that someone sneaked into his study.

Shuang Ruo tried her best to stabilize her wandering gaze, thinking about the worst, maybe at this moment his every move is under the surveillance of others.

He kept his composure, pretended to be very sleepy, and blew out the candle. Then, under the cover of the night, he hid his hands in his wide sleeves, turned them slightly, and quickly made a tactic.

This tactic enveloped the entire room, and the flow of divine power was so weak that it was almost non-existent. It was not even as strong as the fluctuation when the spiritual candle was lit. If it wasn't for the person who made the tactic, he would not have noticed it at all.

What's frightening is that once anything enters the seal, even if it's just a bug, Shuangruo can feel it.

Shuang Ruo turned around, and under the moonlight, she slowly showed a smile.

I'm not afraid of you making a move, but I'm afraid of you doing nothing.

It rained heavily for three days in a row.

For the past three days, Shuangruo has been bored in his bedroom and did not go out, he was doing a little wooden bird.

He has never been to the study room again, and only by setting a long line can he catch big fish. He is very fortunate that he did not put the kneading stone in the study room.

At first, Shuangruo made this little wooden bird just for his own convenience and to pass the time, but now he thought about it, the communication in the heavenly realm also has a big disadvantage, if the psychic formation is destroyed, most of the heavenly realm The command and dispatch will be paralyzed.

He had to guard against it, so the production of the little wooden bird became very necessary.

For the past three days, he has not slept or rested, nor does he feel tired. It is as if a restless bee is hiding in his heart, buzzing and moving all the time.

He has made more than ten small wooden birds these days, and he plans to keep a few more for himself. As for the others, he will give them to whomever he meets.

The heavy rain didn't stop until the evening of the third day, and all the mulos in the garden were full of water, and some of them had even been bent over by the rain and matured.

The dark blue sky seems to have been washed by water, transparent and clear, the west is stained with blood-like clouds, and the coastline of the distant boundless sea seems to be connected to the sky, inseparable.

Shuang Ruo wiped off the rainwater dripping from the eaves on her cheeks, glancing at the study from the corner of her eyes dimly, but no one came to the study in the past three days.

Shuangruo doesn't care.

It will take less than three months for the seal of Ghost Slayer to be completely broken. They are patient, and Shuangruo is even more patient.

For the next half a month or so, Shuangruo spent his time in his bedroom as a little wooden bird, and it was peaceful. The only thing that surprised him was that Ming Feng was in seclusion at this time, and he took the time to send Luo Yu to give him a gift. a letter.

It was a short greeting, asking if he was all right.

When Shuangruo was reading the letter, Luo Yu didn't leave, she just looked at him from the side, as if she had got the order from her own emperor, and she had to bring some of his reply to complete the task, so as to be able to do business.

Shuang Ruo originally planned to reply a few words verbally, but until he finished speaking, Luo Yu had no intention of leaving.

Luo Yu lowered her head halfway, her eyes full of hesitation.

Shuang Ruo looked at him suspiciously.

Luo Yu didn't speak, he raised his head hesitantly, and then set his eyes on the pen in Shuang Ruo's hand.

Shuangruo finally understood that Luoyu was signaling him to write to Mingfeng.

Shuangruo snorted lightly, took out a piece of letter paper, and wrote four words "everything is fine" in a fluttering motion, then after a second thought, she took out two small wooden birds and sent them to Luo Yu along with the letter.

"The land of Ghost Slayer is in imminent crisis, I ask your master to be more careful after leaving the customs."

Luo Yu looked at Shuangruo in surprise, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, he just thought that he had slandered and abused him as much as those people back then, he thought that Shuangruo and Shuangruo would Treat him coldly.

but no.

Luo Yu took the letter and went back to deal with the business contentedly.

He found that, apart from his own monarch, this double ruo also made him somewhat unable to see through.

If you can't see through it, don't read it.

This was just a small episode, and it didn't have any impact on Shuangruo. He still made small wooden birds as usual. One day, he used up all the Lingshi Tuning Stones. He didn't have many Lingshi Tuning Stones at the time, After making dozens of small wooden birds, he had to go to the material library.

He didn't have the authority of the material library, he just wanted to try his luck, but he didn't expect that when he injected a touch of spiritual power into the boundary marker, the boundary marker suddenly trembled, and the hidden underground door burst open.

Shuangruo was stunned, and tentatively took steps towards the dark staircase.

No one came to obstruct him, and the material library was not triggered to attack Shuangruo because of the outsider's intrusion.

Shuang Ruo's eyes darken, remembering Ming Feng's advice to him at that time.

If he wants to go to the material warehouse, he can just go there.

Shuangruo let out a breath, adjusted her mentality, and walked to the material library.

As he expected, he did not encounter any obstacles at all when he came to the material library this time. Perhaps Ming Feng had said something to those immortal attendants in advance. Lingshi.

Shuangruo looked at their unsurprising looks, and asked knowingly: "I took away the Lingshi without getting the signature this time, how should you explain to God Ming Feng?"

The little fairy attendant who was busy with the registration smiled at him: "Shuangruo Immortal Lord, you were specifically told by Ming Feng Shangshen that we should not stop you and let you in directly. We should meet all your requirements."

Shuang Ruo chuckled, stopped talking, took the Tuan Lingshi, and returned to Shuyin Pavilion.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the Shuyin Pavilion, there was a sudden "buzz" in his head, and then he felt that the atmosphere in the pavilion was not right.

Shuang Ruo's face suddenly became serious, put away the kneading stone, and looked around keenly.

At that moment, not only the Yin Jue in his brain sounded the alarm, but he also smelled an unusual stench.

That rotten and rotten smell that seems to have crawled out from the far underground.

Shuangruo remained calm, he saw that the other little fairy servants in Shuyinge were still working normally, and Qinglan was also directing the tasks of the little fairy servants not far away, everything was as usual.

He was a little relieved, which proved that the bug hadn't alarmed anyone else.

Bedbugs target only themselves.

Coming to this conclusion, Shuang Ruo chuckled.

The mouse hiding in the gutter can't hold back at last?

Shuang Ruo held the unfinished Bu Gong in his hand, and moved to the study step by step.

Bu Gong suddenly made a subtle change, Shuang Ruo pushed open the closed door with his sword, and instantly cut off the wisp of ghost energy that was vaguely present.

The man was in the dark but he was in the light, in order not to put himself in danger, Shuang Ruo had no choice but to force the man out of the dark.

At the moment when the ghost energy was cut off, Shuangruo immediately made a tactic and cast an enchantment around him, but before he had time to enter the door, suddenly, a cloud of gloomy ghost energy rushed out from the door, Shuangruo held his breath, The sharp sword is as thin as water, and it cuts away the ghost energy in an instant.

The moment the ghost energy was cut away, a black figure rushed out suddenly, with a sound of "ding bang", the two swords met, and when they touched the silver and black scimitar, the ghost energy spread, and their eyes were like ears The sound of thousands of ghosts crying together sounded.

As soon as the two touch, they are separated, and both of them breathe out lightly.

It was the ultimate evil spirit, the thick black seemed to have the power to corrode all things, Shuangruo frowned, pulled back, and stayed away from the dark ghostly spirit, but the cry that seemed to come from hell was still raging His scalp hurts.

Shuangruo had a gloomy face: "Who is your Excellency?"

The other party was wearing a black robe that he wanted to wrap from head to toe, only showing a pair of eyes full of murderous intent.

There was a wooden sign with the word "ghost" hanging on his waist. The wooden sign looked very old, and one corner was knocked off.

If Shuang knows it well, this person must be the "Ghost Cultivator" Shiwuchang who has been lurking in the heaven for a long time.

Shi Wuchang didn't know that his identity had been exposed, and his voice was sinister: "You ask me? Then I'm the one who came to take your life!"

As soon as the words fell, the scimitar came out horizontally, and the cold light reflected Shiwuchang's indifferent eyes.

The ghostly aura is pervasive, and the scene of Shura appears everywhere it goes.

Shuang Ruo lightly "tsk", the pervasive ghost energy and the cries of all ghosts have corroded his body, his ears and the corners of his mouth are slowly bleeding.

Shuang Ruo didn't care, he gently wiped off the blood with his fingers, and frowned: "Then I'd like to see if you have the ability."

The sword light broke, and the sky collapsed in an instant.

Shi Wuchang didn't expect Shuangruo to be so powerful with his sword at all, he hurriedly blocked it with the blade, took the opportunity to bite his finger, and quickly drew a scribbled ghost symbol in mid-air.

At this moment, the sky and the earth trembled, and the ground under Shuangruo's feet burst, and the thick mist seemed to have life, entwining Shuangruo tightly.

Shuangruo was attacked from both sides, but another withered hand emerged and grabbed his foot.

There is no muscle in that hand, it is just a cold bone.

I don't know when the heaven broke into these dirty things!He didn't even have time to think about whether the heavens had also fallen.

Shuang Ruo had no time to take care of this, the sword light flashed by his side just now, and a familiar red seemed to break into his peripheral vision.

A ridiculous idea gradually rose up in his heart.

However, in order to prove this idea, he ignored it, only covered his body with divine power, and rushed towards the impermanence of the world.

If his idea is confirmed, then——

Shi Wuchang noticed his thoughts, a strange smile flashed in his eyes, and the ghost talisman in his hand exerted strength again. This time, the soil under Shuangruo's feet was completely turned over, countless bones stood up, and the black eye sockets looked straight at Shuangruo. .

The withered bodies that should have been sleeping in the ground were awakened, and their whole bodies made "clucking" sounds, and they walked towards Shuangruo twisted and slow. This scene was like a scene of doomsday.

As for Shuang Ruo's ankle, which was grabbed by the white bone just now, the skin and flesh tended to rot, and with the help of divine power to heal, it could only heal itself at a very slow speed.

Shuangruo's eyes were lowered, he didn't care about anything else, he just rushed forward to lift off the black mask of impermanence.

Shiwuchang's eyes were full of indelible darkness, he summoned all ghosts again, and together with the dry bones behind Shuangruo, he delivered a full blow to Shuangruo——

Suddenly, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the violent wind brought bloody smell from somewhere. The wind, sand, earth and rocks accompanied by the strong wind violently blew up Shuangruo's hair. No one knows when it came to Shuangruo's back, and the change It became a hard shield, blocking the empty door behind him, frantically twisting the white bones that kept coming forward.

And Shuangruo smiled lightly.

The erosion of the ghost energy had already caused his seven orifices to bleed, and the crooked lines of blood ran across his face, making his appearance a bit terrifying at this moment.

But he was holding a black cloth in his hand.

The moment before Shuang Ruo lost his eyesight, he had already seen - a familiar crimson small stone earring, and that face that he would never forget day and night.

Impermanence.

Impermanence is impermanence.

Wu often exposed himself, his expression became even more crazy, his face was ferocious, and his facial features were almost distorted together: "Shuangruo, since you want to die so much, then I will help you!"

Countless strands of ghost energy condensed into sharp swords, aiming at Shuangruo's heart from a high altitude——

If you close your eyes, wait quietly for the pain in your heart.

He had eight chances, and this time, it was worth it.

Since he cut off his tail, he has experienced bone-piercing pain, and all the wounds on his body will heal. At that time, he will be in the peak state, and he will be able to fight against the impermanent ghosts.

The wind in the heaven seems to have never been so violent. He felt that his hair was about to be torn off in this violent gale, but for some reason, the wind seemed to always smell of blood.

His sense of hearing was also weak, and before he finally lost consciousness, he seemed to hear someone calling him in the distance: "Shuangruo."

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels, jiu~