Huangliang Inn

The wolves showed their sharp teeth, and their sharp howls resounded through the forest.

Sun San was thrown on the ground, ignoring his injuries, he got up and ran forward.Back to back, Wang Dachuan and Liu He picked up stones and branches and waved them desperately, trying to disperse the vicious wolves.

The mantis arm is the car.

The screams continued to ring in the ears, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

The dark green pupils of the wild wolf were stained with blood, and the black resentment circled around the tree trunk and passed through the grass, wrapping around the prey's feet like a snake, dragging them down one after another.

Qian Baolai's eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks and neck were covered with black lines, resentment gushed out from his body continuously, and there was a gurgling sound from his throat. In the eyes of Sun San and the others, he was more terrifying than wild wolves.

"Are you a human or a ghost? A human or a ghost!" Sun San yelled at Qian Baolai while struggling desperately while his arm was bitten.

Qian Baolai turned his head, showing a cruel smile.

The black resentment became more and more intense, the only remaining sunlight was blocked, and the forest was dark, and soon you couldn't see your fingers.

In the darkness, only the ferocious animal pupils and the blood-red ghost eyes flickered.

After an unknown amount of time, the screams finally stopped.

The thick black air gradually dissipated, and the tall grass was covered with a layer of dark red.The rustling sound continued, and the insects attracted by the blood began to gather.

Qian Baolai glanced at the corpses on the ground, and walked up to Liu He, who was still alive. Under the horrified gaze of the other party, a large cloud of black air gushed out from his palm, and quickly wrapped around his whole body.

The wound on Liu He's body stopped bleeding, and the two fatal wounds were covered by blindfolds.As the black air continued to surge, his sanity became blurred. He was pulled by the black air and stood up, looking forward with dull eyes.

Qian Baolai threw out another cloud of black energy, and did it on Wang Dachuan in the same way.

"Go down the mountain and go to Sun's house."

Qian Baolai kept throwing out black energy and driving Liu He and the others with ghost words.

The two of them took their stiff legs and went down the mountain step by step.Black air was entangled in the action, and the pale face was completely bloodless.

Watching the two leave, Qian Baolai suddenly bent down and began to cough violently, vomiting up black and red blood, which fell on the grass, giving off an unusually sweet smell.

A cold wind blew up on the ground, and then, a crisp bell sounded in the forest.

As the bell sounded closer and closer, Qian Baolai's expression changed slightly, suppressing the itch in his throat, he turned his head quickly, and saw Yan Jue standing behind him, his white shirt was blown up by the wind, revealing a line of thin waist. Her black hair hangs down her ears, the corners of her eyes are red, and her pupils are scarlet gold.

In the white hand is a silver bell. As the wrist is turned, the tongue of the bell keeps hitting the wall of the bell. The crisp sound hovers in the forest, and the chirping of birds and insects can no longer be heard.

"Who gave you the method of leading the corpse?" Yan Jue asked.

Qian Baolai wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand, and said, "The old ghost who led me to the inn."

From the very beginning, he didn't think about hiding it. He had seen Yan Jue's ability, so it was useless to hide it.It's better to speak out quickly, so as to save yourself from suffering.

"What else did he teach you?" Yan Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Qian Baolai inquisitively, his sharp eyes almost piercing the other's soul.

"It's gone, only this." Qian Baolai started coughing again, the black blood around his mouth could not be wiped away, and his words were slurred.

Yan Jue looked at him for a long while, then suddenly stretched out his fingers and sent a ray of spiritual power into his forehead.

The violent coughing stopped abruptly, Qian Baolai raised his head, looked at Yan Jue with a complicated expression, and after a while, he grabbed his own sky cap with his backhand, forcibly pulled out two souls and one soul, resisting the severe pain of forcibly separating the souls, and roughly Ka Dao: "It's my fault for concealing this matter. I also ask the shopkeeper to give me a high hand and let me finish the matter, and then I will let you handle it."

Yan Jue didn't speak, and when Qian Baolai was trembling all over and almost couldn't stand up, he waved his hand and sacrificed a wave of spiritual power to send his soul back into his body.

"This is you?"

"The contract has not been fully fulfilled, I will not accept your soul. I will also trace back to the source of what you concealed. But if you use this technique, you will no longer be able to avoid ghosts as before. Unless your soul is scattered, you will be arrested by the underworld. Do you understand?" Yan Xing said.

"Understood." Qian Baolai chuckled, and transformed into a dry pipe that never left his body when he was a ghost, instead of putting it into his mouth, he broke the shaft of the rod, and took out a ball of ghost gas the size of a grain of rice.

"Shopkeeper, I took this from the old ghost while he was not paying attention." Qian Baolai said, sending the ghost energy to Yan Jue.

"You took it?" Yan Jue asked in surprise.

"Yes, I have been a ghost for decades, and I can always tell the difference between good intentions and bad intentions." Qian Baolai grinned and stroked his blood-clotted beard, "When I met that old ghost, I felt something was wrong with him."

Just like Feng Xia before, when Qian Baolai faced that old ghost, his first feeling was that it was dangerous, and he was almost about to be crushed until his soul and body became unstable.

When he thought he was going to be swallowed up and was about to fight hard, the other party laughed like a Maitreya Buddha, not only seeing through his past, but also telling him how to take revenge and teaching him how to lure the corpse.

Just when he was grateful on the surface, but he was terrified in his heart, he suddenly discovered that his soul had been imprinted without anyone noticing.

The other party's technique is very clever, if he hadn't been cautious to the bottom of his heart, in order to avoid ghosts, he has been extra careful for decades, always paying attention to his own soul, and he would never have discovered the existence of the mark.

Unable to guess the other party's intentions, and not being the old ghost's opponent, Qian Baolai dared not act rashly, so he could only carefully leave the other party with a little ghostly aura, and then try to move the mark.

I tried many times, but I still couldn't peel it off, so I could only gather it temporarily.

"Seal?" Yan Jue's expression moved slightly, and he squeezed his hands into a seal, and the red-gold spirit pattern appeared in the air, serving as a hood for Qian Baolai.

Qian Baolai didn't dare to move, thinking that he would feel a sharp pain from the knife and ax as he did when he moved the mark.Unexpectedly, the spirit patterns penetrated into the soul, not only did not bring pain, but it was like soaking in warm water, the whole body was warm and the soul was nourished.

A moment later, Yan Jue withdrew the spirit pattern, and a cyan mark was wrapped in the red gold.

It's a ghost seal, but it has a trace of immortal power.

From this point of view, it is necessary for him to go to the ghostly land for a while.

Qian Baolai is eager for revenge, but he is just a chess piece of the opponent, Yan Jue has no intention of pursuing it, and tells him that he has used the method of attracting corpses, so he cannot stay in this world for long, and he must leave within two hours at the latest, otherwise he will be arrested by ghosts .

"Thank you store."

Qian Baolai sincerely thanked Yan Jue.

For him, two hours is enough.

"It's good to do it for yourself." After leaving four words, Yan Jue put away the silver bell, and his body condensed with spiritual power quickly became transparent, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.

As the forest wind blows past, Qian Baolai puts away the broken pipe, gathers the last ghost energy, suppresses the black lines covering his cheeks and neck, then grabs the rope and machete, and returns to the village along the way he came.

Not long after he left, the wolves and the swarm came and went, fighting each other, and the bloody tall grass was bitten off and dragged away.

In the village at the foot of the mountain, the Sun family is putting on a good show.

Liu He and Wang Dachuan separated after going down the mountain, and went to the house of their former "brothers" alone to tell their relatives that they were cheated by Sun San and met a wolf on the mountain, and Sun San swallowed the money they deserved.The other person went directly to Sun San's house, kicked open the courtyard door, and shouted that Sun San was not a human being and had a dark heart.

"Sun San, you bastard, you coveted my money and tricked your brothers into doing coolies on the mountain. Now they are all in trouble, get out of here!"

Wang Dachuan's voice was so loud that he attracted many villagers in no time.

"Sun San is nothing, I have no conscience, I will never end with you!"

The villagers kept gathering and heard Wang Dachuan keep saying that Sun San claimed to have found a way to make a fortune, cheated more than a dozen strong laborers, and collected money from the foreman twice.

"Our settlement money was swallowed by him, and he still took the benefits from the foreman!"

"It was said that it was not far away, but it turned out to be deep in the mountains and old forests. I met a wolf on the first day. Except for me and a brother, none of them survived!"

"Sun San, you black-hearted brat, get out of here!"

Wang Dachuan cursed louder and louder, and several other family members who received the news arrived one after another. Led by Liu He, they blocked the door of Sun's house and scolded together, and three or four women rushed into the house, taking Mrs. Sun and The Sun family's daughter-in-law dragged them out and asked them to hand over Sun San and spit out the money they had swallowed.

"No, you've been wronged... Oh, it's Qian Baolai, it's his idea, he's full of bad things, go find him!"

Mrs. Sun is mean by nature, greedy for money, unreasonable when she throws up, and others don't want to be touched by her.Today, however, he ran into an opponent, and was crushed by three or four strong women on the ground, unable to fight back.

Want to play tricks?

Go dream.

"Qian Baolai, is this related to him?" The crowd of onlookers were discussing.

Wang Dachuan and Liu He spoke one after another. They didn't know what Qian Baolai was, and it was Sun San from the beginning to the end.

The captain was attracted by the noise, seeing the situation in front of him, seeing Mrs. Sun holding on to Qian Baolai and not letting go, and saying that he must have colluded with Liu He and Wang Dachuan, his face darkened.

"Sun's family, you can't just talk about it and slander others indiscriminately."

"I didn't, he must have done this, it was him! Those conscientious people are not good people, my son must have been killed by them, captain, you have to make the decision for me!"

Mrs. Sun's hair was disheveled, and she rolled all over the ground with loess, looking very embarrassed.

Sun's daughter-in-law shrank behind her, looking quite pitiful.

"I know, you are all surnamed Qian, so you must have benefited, right!" Seeing the attitude of the captain, Mrs. Sun went all out, pointing at the captain, "Don't give me an explanation today, and don't hand over my son safely. Come out, I'm not done with you!"

Meeting the suspicious eyes of the villagers, the captain's face became even more ugly, and he scolded Mrs. Sun not to talk nonsense, and even told about Qian Baolai's voluntary handing over of the fields and livestock.

"Baolai is willing to distribute so many fields and livestock to the villagers, how could he do such a thing!"

As soon as the captain said the words, the surrounding villagers were all surprised and couldn't believe it.

That iron cock?

Did you hear me wrong?

"Captain, are you serious?"

"Tian Qi is in the brigade headquarters, how can there be fakes?"

With the captain of the brigade testifying and Liu He and Wang Dachuan speaking convincingly, Mrs. Sun's words could no longer hold water.

When she was about to throw a tantrum again, Wang Dachuan, who was still aggressive just now, suddenly fell to the ground, and Liu He rushed forward quickly, tearing off his coat in the middle of the movement, revealing the wound that was obviously left by a wild beast.

"Okawa!"

Amidst Liu He's cry, Wang Dachuan pointed at Mrs. Sun and tried his last strength to get back the money that Sun San had swallowed.

"Sun San, I, I will never let you go!" After leaving these words, Wang Dachuan died on the spot.

Liu He's eyes were red, and Mrs. Sun and Sun's daughter-in-law were dumbfounded on the spot.The team leader immediately summoned the village cadres, separated several people from other villages, and took the Sun family to the team headquarters.

Qian Baolai stood behind the crowd and witnessed the whole process without making a sound. He knew very well what was waiting for the Sun family.When the villagers dispersed, they turned their heads to see him, and they greeted him with smiling faces, and scolded the Sun family for their inaction.

Zhao Cui came over from home and saw that Qian Baolai was unharmed and fine, so she immediately dragged him home.

Qian Baolai let his daughter-in-law lead him and looked at Zhao Cui's back all the way, with a look of contentment and lingering sadness in his expression.

In the Huangliang Inn, Yan Jue walked into a guest room on the third floor, lightly rang the golden bell, and a chubby weapon spirit flew out of the treasure shelf and landed in his palm.

"Go, find this ghost."

Yan Jue handed the ghost aura and mark to Qi Ling, who grabbed it, sniffed it with his nose, patted his chest with his small hands, and quickly flew out of the wooden window and disappeared into the night.