Devil reborn

It was night, and the servants shuttled back and forth during the day, and the grand and lively Liao residence gradually fell silent. The servants patrolling at night were located at the gate, courtyard and outside the house. There were originally a dozen bodyguards with guns patrolling the house. , especially after the maid died silently at night, these tall men exuding deterrence all over their bodies have deepened their vigilance!

It's just a little different tonight, they received the master's order from Liao Dakou in the evening, they are only allowed to stay outside the house, and they are not allowed to come in if they hear any movement at night!

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. When Master Liao was dealing with "household affairs", he would probably let them leave and do it himself.It’s just that Mr. Liao’s tactics were superb and ruthless a few years ago. None of the brothers and cousins ​​who were worried about the Liao family’s business were left behind. ?

What's more, although this so-called Liao's house is magnificent, it is not the main house of the Liao family at all. Now Master Liao has no wife, and the concubine and concubine's young masters and ladies live in just a real estate under his name. Liao's house is located at the foot of Gaoshuang Mountain in the southwest of Sengkang. It is really resplendent and magnificent. Only the real owner of Liao's house is eligible to live in it!

In the house where several concubines live, and they have to deal with family affairs, these bodyguards think about what happened in the past few days, and they know that it may have something to do with the new Fourth Young Master!

The world is really unpredictable. I originally thought of a child, but I grew up in a place like Tiandong District. There was a mother of a prostitute. , Suppression, bullying and disdain are all foreseeable, especially the two bad-tempered little masters of the third room, who will inevitably torment this "new fourth brother"!

But who would have imagined that the one who was brought back was not a pitiful creature, but a vicious beast and ghost that King Yama threw himself into, with those gloomy eyes that made them tremble when they looked at it.

Master Liao's subordinates can kill people without changing their expressions, but they are panicked at a five-year-old child. No one will believe what they say, but it is the true thoughts of these men who have witnessed the strange scene in the torture hall.

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees whirled, and the moon was covered by large dark clouds, casting sporadic dark light, which reflected on the tall trees, leaving behind a swaying reflection lying on the window like a ghost's claw, which was hideous and terrifying.

The entire Liao residence was silent, all the doors were tightly closed, the lights in the living room were turned off, and the night watchman was nowhere to be seen. In the dark space for a while, it seemed as if breathing could be detected immediately.

The light gray smoke, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, slowly diffused from the living room. Like a spirit snake, it penetrated into every room, and passed in front of the eyes of the person who was either sleeping soundly or having trouble sleeping all night, and that person immediately fell asleep.

This is the secret method handed down by the Mi family. Take special medicinal powder and let the ghosts carry it and scatter it. People who touch it will immediately fall into a deep sleep. Before the sun rises the next day, no matter how loud the noise is, it is impossible to wake them up.

After Mi Huai obtained the employer's consent, all the Liao family fell asleep, and took great pains to take out the Mi family's family heirloom, and used her own blood as a medium to set up a barrier for the entire Liao residence. .

People like them, although they know some secret methods, refining souls to ward off ghosts, and using luck to change fate is no problem, but after all, they are *mortal wombs, and everything will be over with one bullet, so they must be very careful in all affairs !

Mi Huai acted cautiously, and brought a pistol hidden in her waist, then she came out of the study, walked quietly to the third floor, and stood still at the stairs.

Even if you can't fight against the guy in the room at the end of the corridor, it's okay to take a bullet while he's not prepared!

Make or break tonight!

A will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited beside him, and the tall and thin young man sneered, thinking of the unclear sentence his employer had just said: "Leave him alive." His sinister face became more eerie and terrifying under the cold firelight.

Naturally, the employer must listen to what the employer says, but the cultivation technique that the other party has in his hands...he is also imperative...

In the room, the day and night cycle gathers the pure spiritual energy of the entire world. The boy sitting in the formation is no more than five feet tall, with his eyes lightly closed and a calm expression. Surrounded by it, it looks like a fairy boy from a distance, so I love it in my heart.

The boy's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a bloodthirsty smile in his thick, dark pupils. His blood-smeared red lips curled up slightly, and his smile was evil and charming, instantly destroying the previous atmosphere surrounded by fairy mist !

The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and the wind gusts rose from the flat floor. A mass of black mist that seemed to be shaped but also invisible twisted and overflowed from the front, carrying a gloomy ghostly aura, and gradually formed a vague human shape. The boy's appearance is very unclear.

"Master." The human-shaped black mist prostrated itself on the ground and saluted the boy, with a flat voice without any ups and downs, without any emotion.

This voice is the sign of a ghost slave. Once the soul is refined into a ghost slave, all the things in life will be forgotten, and all emotions and desires will be removed from the soul. Apart from obeying the master, they have no consciousness and emotion, and do not know fear and pain. It is the favorite "tool" of ghost cultivators.

Ghost slaves, slaves of ghost cultivators, unless the master of the refiner dies, they will never be reincarnated. The monks who refine such things are all cruel by nature, and they have hatred with ghost slaves before they are alive, so they can make people live. A vicious method that prevents slaves from reincarnating.

Luo Chen was a grudge in his previous life, but he was cowardly by nature and had nothing to rely on. Even if he secretly hated him, he could only let others bully and trample him, without any dignity.

I was born in the hands of these ghosts and ghosts in the Liao family. His body shape is not as good as that of a 14-year-old boy. He is obviously from a rich family, but he is not as comfortable and happy as a child from a poor family. However, he is extremely cowardly and does not even have the mind to resist. I can't even give birth, it's sad and exasperating to think about it!

So much so that when he relived his life, when he thought of the uselessness he suffered in his previous life, he couldn't help but curse inwardly as a waste of no future!In my heart, I never admit that Luo Chen who is crying in the corner is me, at most he is his predecessor, he is Luo Guixian, who must repay the world of cultivation, and the immortal king who will hide and run away when he sees it in ordinary sects. It's not the poor guy who was bullied by the young masters and ladies of the Liao family so much that he didn't even dare to cry out loud!

Luo Guixian gritted his teeth and comforted himself, but the facts were in front of his eyes. The "poor guy" was him. His soul entered the underworld and stepped into cultivation practice. The soul has not changed.

Master Ghost Immortal was re-cultivated, and became the foundation-building stage at the age of five. This cultivation level is not enough in the cultivation world of the Ten Thousand Laws Era, but in this small world that is not enough in the Dharma-Ending Age, few people dare to touch its edge. .....rarely, it doesn't mean there are none, no matter in the cultivation world or today, there are always people who can't see the situation clearly and want to die...

The light gray mist spread silently, with a strange shape, to a door at the end of the corridor on the third floor, stopped, tried repeatedly but still could not enter.

Immediately, another three streams of mist drifted in again, and the four streams of gas mixed and entangled, forming a shadowy and ferocious grimace. With its mouth wide open, a mouthful of fangs severely bit the void outside the door.

The protection formed by invisible forces prevents them from even entering the door.

"Hmph, you are so small, you dare to come to me to play wild..." The boy in the spirit gathering formation frowned, and ordered the ghost slave lying outside the formation: "Go."

The ghost slave responded, and the human-shaped black mist immediately floated to the door, slowly sinking in.

A ghost who can be trapped by the simplest door seal will never return when it meets a ghost slave who specializes in devouring souls to improve its strength. Almost instantly, the door is restored to cleanliness. The old Mi Huai also clapped her hands, and traces of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

The Mi family uses souls to refine ghosts, and if one of their ghosts is damaged, it will cause a corresponding backlash on their souls. Fortunately, the flying souls sent out to test belong to the lowest level, and Mi Huai is still in good spirits.

His expression became more and more serious. The young man took out a jade urn the size of half a palm. Blood-red incantations were painted on the warm white jade. On top of the incantation on the body of the urn, the incantation was recited again.

The color of the incantation immediately deepened, and there seemed to be a living thing in the container. With the sound of the incantation, it shook slightly at first, and then the shaking became more and more violent, almost breaking through the lid of the jade urn that was also engraved with incantations, and the container creaked from time to time. The sound of fingernails sliding.

The young man smiled and stretched out his hand to remove the lid of the container. A mass of blood-colored mist immediately came out loudly, entrenched in the sky above him, and the air was filled with a faint fishy smell.

"Go ahead and catch the boy in the house."

The blood mist got the order, and circled away excitedly. After a few collisions, it broke the invisible barrier outside the door, and a black shadow slowly overflowed, fighting with it.The red and black mist entangled each other and strangled each other. The figure formed by the black mist had a hideous face, and the blood mist was invisible, but it also made a really shrill scream like a woman.

Mi Huai, who followed closely, was stunned, staring at the black ghost slave in front of him and murmured in disbelief: "It turned out to be a tangible ghost slave?! Sure enough...is he a fellow... ...."

The Mi family is proficient in the art of refining ghosts and raising ghosts. When they reach a certain level, they can use their living souls to refine a kind of ghost messenger. To drive at will is the monks' best weapon.

Ghost envoys are also divided into three, six, and nine classes.

When Mi Huai's grandparents came to Mi Huai's family, no one could make tangible ghost slaves anymore. Even a junior like Mi Huai, who was regarded as a genius in Mi's family, tried every means to force the soul of a girl born in a cloudy year and a cloudy day into a ghost. After being separated from the body, what was refined was just a mass of blood-colored mist, with sound and formlessness, which was only average among ghost slaves.

Those with visible form and sound, strong ghostly aura, and high mana are the best!