Devil reborn

Facts proved that only a maid, A Fen, died in the room, and her death was extremely tragic.

This old friend of Dongzi, the most proud and beautiful woman among the maids, died after being skinned, torn limbs and internal organs, and drained of blood all over her body.

Liao Si looked at the scattered pieces of meat in the room, the incomplete internal organs that had been bitten, and felt chills all over his body.Was it human...or ghost?

"It's the fourth young master, and the fourth young master will take revenge on Ah Fen..." Dongzi's limbs were weak, and he couldn't stop muttering at the side in a daze.

The servants around pricked up their ears, feeling panicked.Is that the fourth young master who kicked the eldest lady unconscious yesterday?Isn't that a child who is less than five years old?

It's the Fourth Young Master again

Liao Si's face was pale, his brows were tightly frowned: "Did anyone hear any movement in this room last night?"

The servants all shook their heads and said no, and even the night watchman said that it was very quiet last night and did not hear any noise.

After much deliberation, Liao Sisi couldn't come up with a clue, and Dongzi howled until he had a splitting headache, so he had to send away a group of servants for the time being, and then asked sharply: "Dongzi, tell the truth to fourth uncle, what is going on? Something happened!"

Dongzi shivered for a moment, then looked helplessly at Liao Si: "Fourth Uncle, you must save me!"

"If you don't tell me, how will fourth uncle save you? Tell me the truth, how did Ah Fen die?"

"Yes, it's the fourth young master." Dongzi swallowed, glanced at the clean old mahogany furniture in the room, which didn't even have a trace of blood on it, and slapped himself hard: "I'm confused, I'm making my own way." I moved the old mahogany furniture given to the fourth young master by the master to A Fen. Yesterday...Yesterday, the fourth young master asked me if the furniture in his room had been prepared before. I didn't dare to tell the truth, and then...then four The young master looked at me and smiled as if he knew everything, that smile...that smile..."

"What's wrong with that smile?" Liao Si was startled, and hurriedly asked.

"That smile looks like it's rushing to death! Four, the fourth young master also said, give me another chance today, let me think about it before I answer him, I, I..." Dongzi grabbed his fourth uncle in fear His arms trembled and he couldn't speak a word.

Liao Si also gasped, and asked again and again: "Young Master Fourth really said that?"

Dongzi nodded tremblingly.

"Go quickly, ask someone to clean up these pieces of furniture, and carry them over to the fourth young master!" Liao Si was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, and quickly ordered Dongzi.

"Hey." Dongzi was so frightened that he lost his mind, and responded repeatedly: "I'll go right away, I'll go right away..."

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The curtains in the empty bedroom were drawn tightly, not a single ray of light came in.On the floor in the center of the room, the Spirit Gathering Formation that spread to half the room exudes a mysterious and simple atmosphere. Seventy-seven and 49 top-grade spirit stones urge this large formation to continuously gather the spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth.

The spirit-gathering array powered by top-level array materials and top-grade spirit stones can provide the purest aura to the boys meditating day and night.

Not to mention that in the degenerate era of cultivation and withering, even in the previous cultivation world where there were many sects and immortals, there were very few people who used this kind of generosity on the most basic spirit-gathering array.

The hidden corner of the wall twisted slightly, and a dark shadow floated to the outermost edge of the spirit-gathering array. Looking carefully, the shadow had vaguely taken on the shape of a human being.

After carefully distinguishing the appearance, it is Zhao Quanbao who died tragically!

It's a pity that its memory has been washed away now, and it has been sacrificed to become a ghost slave for people to drive. A Fen who died quietly in the bedroom last night was written by it.

Now it has devoured the woman's resentful ghost according to the master's order, and its strength has increased greatly.

The black shadow obediently knelt outside the formation, and said in a calm voice, "Master."

"Are you back?" Luo Chen opened his eyes from the samadhi, carefully looked at the ghost slave who had taken shape, and raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction: "That woman's wronged soul has some effect."

After finishing speaking, he sacrificed the soul-calling flag and swept it lightly at the ghost shadow, and the ghost shadow was lightly collected into the flag and turned into a phantom in the flag.

Before Luo Chen shattered the void, Ben placed a lot of magic tools in his sea of ​​consciousness for his future use. Although the law of Naihe tolerated his intrusion, he would never let a ghost fairy carry a magic weapon that could destroy the order of space Feel free to stop by.

So during these years of returning to the human world, Luo Chen also noticed that the power of the magic weapons in his sea of ​​consciousness was gradually decreasing, so that now they were just empty shells with no appearance but no power.

Fortunately, things like pills and spirit stones have not changed a little, so that he can enjoy the purest and most abundant spiritual energy at the beginning of his practice.

On the contrary, this soul-calling flag was originally intended to trap the souls of the enemies so that they would not be able to reincarnate forever, but now it has become the only magic weapon in his hand.

For all these changes, Luo Chen didn't have much regret.

Cultivators still rely on their strength, and foreign objects such as magic weapons are just an aid. It is best to have them, and if they are not, they can find a way to re-sacrifice themselves.

And Dongzi here got the order, and hastily sent a few male servants to carry out the clean, bloodless old mahogany furniture, and wiped it clean with his sleeves rolled up.