More than three realms handle

Father Ling looked down at Geng Tie who fell on the ground, his shoulders suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and a strange clucking sound came from his mouth.

Just now Zhu Yu has been holding onto Ling Xian's arm, and when he saw this, he pulled him behind him, then took out a talisman from his arms, and whispered the formula, the talisman instantly turned into powder, and then threw it at the Father Ling.

"It's silk puppetry!"

As soon as Zhu Yu finished speaking, puppet threads appeared around Father Ling's body in a strange posture. The blood-red puppet threads were burnt with black marks after touching the powder, but there was no sign of breaking off.

The thread-drawing puppet technique can only be controlled at a shallow level. The puppet thread is usually differentiated from the soul of the manipulator. The darker the color, the higher the opponent's cultivation level. Generally speaking, it can be resolved by cutting off the puppet thread.

Zhu Yu twirled the remaining powder in his hands, his eyes were dim, this is already the best dissolving talisman, but the puppet thread is not broken, this person's cultivation base...is above him.

Accompanied by a strange clicking sound, Father Ling's joints turned unnaturally like a rusty puppet. He raised his head suddenly, but his neck was almost touching his shoulders, and only the whites remained in his empty eyes.

The corners of his mouth grinned to the extreme, his hand was slowly raised like a cassette, and then his five fingers turned into claws, and he rushed over.

"What's the matter, why is it so noisy?" The mother slid open the sliding door of the kitchen, poked her head out to check the situation, and couldn't help but exclaimed when her eyes turned to her lover, "...Old man? You..."

Hearing the sound, Ling's father turned his head mechanically and showed her a horrifying smile. The mother fainted from fright, and slid down the door frame to sit on the ground.

It's now!

Taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't see the situation here, Chensha appeared in the void, pulled out the folding fan, and the black mist around him rushed towards the fan, flung it violently, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

The unfolded folding fan swept across Father Ling's head like a boomerang, and the black mist attached to the fan bones turned into a sharp blade at this moment, cutting off the puppet threads. Without the puppet threads, his body immediately limp and fell to the ground.

The broken puppet threads gathered together, but escaped in an instant, and soon disappeared. At that moment, Chensha smelled the familiar smell of evil.

Everything happened so fast that Ling Xian only had time to let out a little bit of the anger in his body, and as he expected, the puppet thread wrapped around this part of the anger and disappeared together.

Of course, this is not my own anger, but the anger mixed with desire of those who died unexpectedly before. It seems that the owner of the puppet thread is the person they have been looking for.

Thinking that Ling Xian might not be in a good mood right now, and Chen Sha's identity is not convenient, Zhu Yu stepped forward and helped the elder to the sofa, and he should be able to wake up after a while after being frightened to this degree.

Turning around, he saw Ling Xian squatting beside Geng Tie, with a strange expression on his face.

After dissolving the puppet, the camouflage of Geng Tie also dissipated, turning into a pure black paper, exuding a lustrous light, tempting people to touch it.

Just when his fingertips were about to touch it, the folding fan slapped his hand lightly. Seeing the swaying Tassel Falling Ling, he came back to his senses first, and the feeling of being haunted disappeared.

"Don't touch it, this thing is weird." Chen Sha helped Ling Xian, who was a little numb, and pulled him away from the black paper emitting a strange light.

Zhu Yu stepped forward, picked it up with a whisk, and the black paper on the ground floated up by itself.

"...It's the soul contract." Zhu Yu walked around the thing and came to a conclusion.

As long as the other party bets on this, his soul will belong to the person who made the contract, and the soul holder can use this soul at will, even if it is to let it be wiped out.

However, this is the first time he has seen a pure black contract book. Not only does it contain no information about the contractor, it does not even require the other party's signature and consent. Just touching it will lose the ownership of the soul.

Obviously, this is not something ordinary people can do, and this person is by no means an ordinary person.

"Someone wants your soul, if you've just met..."

"Destroy it."

"...Huh?" Shock, anger, even fear are the most normal reactions at this time, but Ling Xian just said these three words calmly, and Zhu Yu couldn't help being stunned.

Before Zhu Yu could make a move, Chen Sha injected internal force into the contract until it burst and disappeared.

Ling Xian's parents might wake up at any moment, and the three went outside to continue their conversation.

After brushing off the snow from the stone bench, Ling Xian and Zhu Yu sat down.Chen Sha leaned against the plum tree at the side and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The opponent's strength had indeed exceeded expectations, and even he felt strenuous.

The direction was wrong, and it was wrong from the beginning.That person's purpose is not as simple as plundering anger. From the unexplainable prophetic dream, the unreachable phone call, to the current soul contract, the person behind the scenes has always had only one purpose, and that is Ling Xian!

But now that he's back, coming to this small town that is isolated from the Three Realms and full of abnormal townspeople, it's like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

"Delicious! So delicious!" Puppet silk returned to the body again, together with his soul and the breath of that person, the shadow in the gray mist couldn't help laughing, "I really can't wait to get you, my... ..."

There was a coughing sound in the house, the elders should have woken up, Ling Xian got up and was about to go in, just in time to see the black mist around Chen Sha's body, he seemed to be planning to hide himself again.

A hand with distinct bones covered it, and gently squeezed his hand, Chen Sha opened his eyes with a puzzled expression.

Ling Xian shook his head at him: "As long as you don't release the coercion, it's fine."

"But..." Before Chen Sha finished speaking, Ling Xian dragged her in.

Being exposed in front of other human beings without any preparation, Chen Sha couldn't help getting nervous and even wanted to hide behind Ling Xian.

"Are you awake?" Ling Xian held Chensha's hand, walked straight to the sofa, and stood still in front of his parents.

Zhu Yu stood by the door tactfully, watching the ghost king meet his parents from afar.

"...Xiaoxian?" The two elders said in unison, but their eyes were sizing up Chensha, obviously a little confused by the sudden appearance of the young man in red.

Ling Xian turned sideways, exposed the cinnabar, and said solemnly: "Let me introduce, this is the ghost marriage partner you found for me." Seeing the astonished expressions of his parents, he added the first half of the sentence in a timely manner, " He was the one who saved you just now."

The two elders felt embarrassed. Not long ago, they seemed to have said something they shouldn't have said.

However, they are not pushy people, it is very simple for them to correct their mistakes, the two stepped forward and surrounded Chen Sha, asking for warmth, Ling Xian, his own son, was squeezed out instead.

"What's your name?...Chensha? Then I'll call you Xiaosha."

"How old are you this year? ... What? 1109 years old!"

……

Although these years I have been imagining what kind of daughter-in-law my son will marry, and the requirements have become more and more so that only heavenly beings are worthy of it, but when I get old, I feel that as long as he likes it, it will be fine.

In the end, a beautiful man was brought back. He met all the requirements except that he was not a woman, and this marriage seemed to be given by him, so he could only agree with tears.

After repeating the ideological construction for myself several times, the two elders just accepted that their son-in-law is the king of ghosts.

Chensha's underpants were about to be stripped clean by his father-in-law and mother-in-law. After questioning for half an afternoon, they finally let themselves go.

The 1109-year-old ghost king is now slumped on the sofa, completely exhausted. This is probably the most difficult day in his life.

There was clanking in the kitchen, and the aroma of the food gradually came out. Ling's mother was showing off her cooking skills, and Ling Xian was helping. His cooking skills were all passed down by his mother.

Father Ling was busy killing chickens in the yard. Originally, he planned to eat them during the Chinese New Year, but it doesn't matter if he is happy to kill them early today.

When the food was served, it happened that Zhu Yu also came back, and when Chen Sha was dragged to ask this and that, he greeted Ling Xian and said he was going to visit the town.

Originally Ling Xian was going to accompany him, but under Chen Sha's stare, Zhu Yu said that it was too dangerous for Ling Xian to go out as that person's target, and he could just go by himself, so Ling Xian had no choice but to give up.

The cups collided and the bowls and chopsticks sang together. It had been a long time since these people had such a lively meal.

After the meal, Ling Xian patted Chen Sha on the shoulder, signaling him not to wander around, and stay in the yard with Zhu Yu, Chen Sha moaned twice and finally agreed.

Ling first took his parents back to the house, saying that he had something to say to them alone.

"Xiao Xian is mine, don't think about it anymore." Chen Sha looked at the moon in the sky, with a vicissitudes of tone, quite helpless to warn a third party.

In the past, I only thought that Zhu Yuai was meddling in other people's business, but I didn't expect to see Xiaoxiu showing frantic favors and showing courtesy for nothing, there must be a problem!

Zhu Yu:?

"Don't hide it anymore, I heard it all." After pouring tea for his parents, Ling Xian also poured a cup for himself.

Looking at the steaming tea in front of him, the two elders suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.

"I heard clearly what the witch said that day."

Because he was always sick, when he was six years old, his parents hugged him to find the witch. Unexpectedly, the witch shook her head after seeing it.

The hearts of the two sank, and they coaxed him to play outside the hall first, but this time he didn't obey his parents obediently.

Ri Lingxian hid behind the door that day and heard all their conversations.

"I'm afraid he won't live to be 22."

The witch's words were like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of the parents, and they were speechless for a long time.

What they said later Ling Xian can't remember clearly, but this sentence has been remembered until now.

At first he couldn't understand what this sentence meant, and he was still as carefree as before.

Until the cat at home died without warning, although it only stayed with him for a short year, to Ling Xian, it was his family.

That day he hid in the house and did not dare to face its corpse, and cried for a long time, but no matter how many tears he shed, the cat would never come back, and it was buried forever in the back mountain.

From then on, Ling Xian began to deliberately keep a distance from other people, including his parents who loved him the most. Alienation was his last protection.

After all, for other people, it is too cruel to bet their feelings on a person who is destined to die.

In this way, even if he really died at the age of 22, his parents would not be too sad.

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After coming here, Chensha found that everyone wanted to rob his wife