West of Mocheng City.

In an alley not far from Chengguo Mansion, there is a desolate and dilapidated mansion.

It was overgrown with weeds and filled with dust.

Judging from the situation, it has long been uninhabited.

But at this moment, in a certain room in the backyard, through the cracks in the window, a few scarlet candles could be faintly seen.

The entire room was closed and covered by thick curtains, making it airtight.

At this time, in front of those candles, there was an old woman wearing a bright red flowered dress and a round hat, sitting cross-legged, closing her eyes and pinching her fingers, and muttering something in her mouth.

In the shadow next to the old woman, stood a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, watching intently.

After a while.

The middle-aged man finally couldn't help it and whispered: "Goddess, what's wrong?"

Waited for another moment.

The old woman suddenly opened her eyes, her scarlet pupils reflected the flickering candlelight in front of her, but her eyes seemed unfocused, and her voice was low and hoarse: "We've arrived. It's snowing heavily outside and there's no light in the house. The boy should have fallen asleep."

... Let’s check how many people are in the room first, and then I will continue to do this and make him fall into a nightmare..."

The middle-aged man hunched over, a little worried: "With such a long distance, nothing could go wrong, right?"

The old woman snorted coldly, and a scarlet light flashed in her eyes: "Steward Wang, there is no need to worry. The ghost slave in my body is not a mortal thing. Although it is not comparable to an out-of-body spirit, I dare not approach a warrior with strong blood, but I have to scare and tease one.

Even a weak scholar can easily do it. I used it to scare several women and sick people to death."

The middle-aged man quickly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Goddess."

The old woman's eyes flashed with light, she pinched her fingers and chanted the incantation, and whispered: "Go in!"

Her eyes were attached to the refined little ghost, facing the wind and snow, floating lightly towards the window of the house.

at the same time.

Qin Mansion.

Luo Qingzhou's out-of-body soul suddenly saw a black shadow through the crack of the door, falling lightly into the small courtyard outside.

Under the reflection of the white snow, it is extremely clear.

There were a few wisps of black energy lingering around the black figure, with a ferocious face and scarlet eyes. It was obviously the ghostly imp mentioned in the book.

It is different from the soul.

These ghostly ghosts have no consciousness of their own, and have almost no thoughts of their own except for the various emotional instincts they carry with them when they die.

In addition to wandering ghosts, these ferocious little ghosts with scarlet eyes may be evil ghosts, resentful ghosts, or man-made ghost slaves.

The kid outside had flashing eyes and was looking furtively at the window of his room. It was obvious that he was not just an ordinary kid, nor did he break in here accidentally, but had a purpose.

Now that he has just succeeded in leaving his body, he is still a little weak. He will definitely not be able to deal with it with his soul alone.

So he made a decisive decision and immediately floated back to his room and returned to his body.

Almost instantly, the soul and body merged into one.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the window. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately stood up and hid beside the window.

Immediately, he clenched his fists, the membranes of his arms tightened, his muscles bulged, and the internal force in his body surged into his fists. He held his breath and was ready to go!

Yinhun imps are most afraid of the strongest and most yang things, and warriors with strong energy and blood are their nemesis!

"Woo..."

First, a gust of cold wind blew and knocked on the window.

Immediately, the ferocious black shadow stepped on the black air, passed through the window, and floated in, staring into the room with its scarlet eyes.

But before it could see clearly, a hot smell suddenly came from the darkness next to it that frightened it!

"boom!"

In the silent room, there was a sudden explosion!

Immediately, a hot wave of air instantly penetrated its body, and before it could react, it exploded in its body with a "boom"!

Its body shrouded in black mist was instantly blown to pieces and disintegrated like smoke!

"Zi..."

It was so frightened that it was about to gather its body and escape, but suddenly found that the fist that penetrated its body lit up with several small blue arcs!

"ah--"

A shrill scream that only it could hear suddenly came from its twisted and desperate face.

It almost didn't have time to react, and it instantly disappeared and turned into nothing!

at the same time.

In the backyard of that desolate and dilapidated mansion, in a certain house, a shrill, hoarse scream suddenly sounded out, "Ah!"

The old woman who was doing this with her scarlet eyes wide open suddenly covered her eyes in severe pain, screaming and rolling on the ground. Her wrinkled old face was twisted and ferocious, as terrifying as a demon!

Wang Cheng next to him trembled in fright, retreated hurriedly, and stuck himself in the corner, with a look of uncertainty on his face.

After a long time.

The old woman, who was rolling and screaming on the ground with her eyes covered, finally regained her composure and lay there motionless, as if she had suddenly died.

Wang Cheng had a look of fear on his face. After waiting for a while, Fang couldn't help but step forward and shouted in a trembling voice: "Goddess..."

"god……"

"I'm fine..."

The old woman suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse, she slowly sat up from the ground, and took away her hands that were covering her eyes.

Wang Cheng was horrified to realize that her eyes were full of blood, and two lines of scarlet blood flowed down the corners of her eyes, hanging on her cheeks like tears of blood. Matched by her hideous old face full of wrinkles,

It looks extremely scary.

"I didn't expect... there is a warrior hidden in that boy's room..."

The old woman sat down again facing the candlelight, her face had regained its composure, and her eyes were still wet with blood.

Wang Cheng looked ugly: "It should be the maid... the goddess, this... what should I do?"

The old woman's blood-red pupils reflected the flickering candlelight, and she smiled coldly: "How can I just let go if I destroy a ghost slave that I have worked so hard to refine? Butler Wang, don't worry, since I have accepted this task, I will naturally help you.

Get rid of that boy. The maid can't sleep with him every night. Wait for me to rest for two days, and then send two more powerful ghost slaves over to turn that boy into an idiot."

Wang Cheng lowered his head and cupped his hands: "I'm sorry to bother you, Goddess."

"Hmph, if I hadn't left my body yesterday and discovered that there were soul cultivating masters in Mo City, and I was afraid that I would cross the line and provoke them, how could I have been in such trouble? If I had taken action personally, a moment would be enough."

The old woman sneered and closed her eyes. The corners of her eyes twitched painfully, and her face became even more ferocious under the candlelight.

The cold wind howled outside the window, and the snow fell heavier and heavier.

After Luo Qingzhou smashed the little devil with one punch, while he was thinking about something in front of the window, Xiaodie's panicked voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Master, was it thundering just now?"

"It seems so."

Luo Qingzhou put away his momentum and returned to bed.

The little girl opened the door and ran in, with a scared expression on her face.

Luo Qingzhou knew that she was most afraid of thunder, so he opened the quilt and said: "Come, I will sleep with you in my arms, I am not afraid."

"Woooo..."

The little girl got on the bed, got under the quilt, and clung to his arms.

Luo Qingzhou hugged her and lay down, secretly reminiscing about the punch just now.

Although it was this body that punched just now, it still felt like the spirit inside the body that had just returned to the body seemed to be punching with it.

I wonder if I can practice this Thunder Fist after my soul leaves the body.

He decided to try it tomorrow night.

Books say that when cultivating the soul, the first state is the first glimpse state.

The first glimpse of the state includes five stages: concentration, out-of-body experience, night travel, day travel, and object control.

His concentration was completed without even realizing it, and he successfully escaped from his body tonight, probably all thanks to the inky black liquid.

Next, he will hone his skills in night travel and let his soul continue to grow.

Then take a day trip.

When he dares to appear in the light, or even under the scorching sun, his soul will undergo a greater qualitative change.

Then you can control things.

It is said that imperial objects can travel thousands of miles away, take people's heads, kill people invisible, and walk like a breeze. Even ordinary warriors with strong energy and blood are difficult to detect and resist.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingzhou felt quite excited and expectant.
To be continued...