060. Clues

The methods of evil spirits are strange and unpredictable, and they have to use different moves when fighting with people.

Shang Changheng stood still, but the surroundings became eerie and scary due to the surging evil energy. Jiu Ling, who was standing outside the inn, did not sit there and wait for death. He formed hand seals with his hands, and scarlet light appeared in the air to outline runes, one after another.

He did not fall into the illusion created by Shang Changheng, and even more so ignored the oppression of the evil spirit. However, after five scarlet talismans appeared, his two hands, which were forming seals, froze, as if they could not move at all.

The aura on Shang Changheng was even colder and more dangerous. A ghost with deep resentment could directly harm the body of a mortal, not to mention a powerful and ferocious ghost like Shang Changheng. He did not walk out of the inn, but just stretched out his hands and clenched them hard. Jiu Ling's hands that were forming seals were broken with a click and twisted into an extremely strange posture.

Those spells also dissipated in an instant.

A mortal with a high enough level of cultivation could also fight against a fierce ghost, but Jiu Ling's cultivation was obviously not enough to contend with Shang Changheng. Shang Changheng stood there without moving, and Jiu Ling's body began to be broken from the limbs and twisted into a strange shape.

In this fight, Shang Changheng clearly had the upper hand.

But Jiu Ling didn't cry out in pain, and even his expression didn't change. He just sighed and said, "It really doesn't work... Never mind, I'll let you go this time. When I come back from Lincang, I will definitely take you away, this evil ghost."

Lin Cang.

As soon as this place name came out, Shang Changheng's expression changed.

Miao Yuan murmured: "Lincang...what is he doing in Lincang?"

Zhu Lezhi swallowed his saliva, "It can't be such a coincidence... Lincang sounds unlucky now."

After Jiu Ling finished speaking, the body suddenly went limp and fell lightly to the ground, revealing the bamboo skeleton inside. It was not a real person, but a paper figurine.

In the blink of an eye!

Shang Changheng finally felt the breath of a spirit. Someone had infused the paper figurine with spirit and attached a wisp of his own soul to it. His figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared next to the paper figurine, holding tightly in his hand a vague and illusory human figure. The figure was struggling in panic, and one could comically see astonishment on his face although his facial features could not be seen clearly.

"You...you...how is it possible?"

This time it was a normal man's voice, but mixed with panic and shock.

Shang Changheng sneered: "That's all you can do."

Zhu Lezhi also walked out of the inn and said with real emotion: "How dare you be so presumptuous..."

“……”Miao Yuan didn’t say anything, but felt that she was right.

"What are you going to Lincang for?" Shang Changheng asked.

Jiu Ling calmed down. He remained silent as if he was weighing the options, but this calmness turned into a scream after Shang Changheng tightened his grip slightly.

"I say! I, I know there is an ancient tomb in Lincang! Inside... inside there is a fierce ghost! I want to refine him and make him my natal ghost!"

Miao Yuan and Zhu Lezhi turned to look at the evil ghost Shang Changheng who crawled out of the Lincang ancient tomb.

Shang Changheng himself also showed an expression of great interest.

oh.

Come and refine mine.

"No..." Zhu Lezhi couldn't bear to watch, afraid that he would laugh, "You really have no self-awareness at all. You just practice what I say. After all, I am a thousand-year-old evil spirit. Do you understand that?"

Jiu Ling argued: "No matter how fierce he is, he has been sealed for a thousand years. I think today is just a misunderstanding. Why don't you let me go? There is no cause and effect between you and me. Why do you have to fight to the death?"

"Since the paper figure came here, its real body must not be far away." Shang Changheng used Yin Qi to explore other auras of this spirit.

Jiu Ling immediately panicked.

But Shang Changheng asked calmly: "How did you know about the Lincang Ancient Tomb?"

"It was...it was written in a notebook." Jiu Ling said in horror, "I also...I risked my life to get it. If it weren't for that notebook, I wouldn't have been seriously injured. And I was injured by that old bastard Zhu Huixuan!"

"You are an old coward!" Zhu Lezhi scolded immediately, "If you keep saying dirty things, I will light your sky lantern!"

Jiu Ling was scolded by a junior like this. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to talk back.

Shang Changheng asked again: "Where is the notebook?"

Jiu Ling immediately said: "Of course it has been properly put away. If you want it, let me go first, and everything can be discussed."

"I'm not discussing this with you." Shang Changheng's tone became heavy. "If this strand of your spirit dissipates, it will definitely harm your body. Tell me, where did the thing come from, and where did you hide it?"

"I told you, will you let me go?" Jiu Ling asked back.

Shang Changheng frowned impatiently.

Jiu Ling sneered, then destroyed his own spirit without hesitation. This soul ignited an invisible fire, which could burn the spirit body. Shang Changheng couldn't help but let go in surprise, and watched Jiu Ling burn his own soul.

He knew that Shang Changheng would not let him go and was even trying to find out his true form, so he simply burned this soul. This was a decisive move.

Shang Changheng wanted to chase after him, but then stopped.

He couldn't leave Qingling too far because of the bond of marriage.

"He was not far from here before." Shang Changheng was very interested in the note from Jiu Ling's mouth. He could sense that he still had some karma to resolve in the world of the living, and he roughly knew what that karma was. However, in this vast world, under the restrictions of the marriage contract, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack for him to find someone.

"He ran to Gujin Castle."

Shang Changheng cast his gaze towards the southwest, and suddenly stretched out his hand in that direction and shook it from a distance, whispering, "Qiu Ping."

On the way, the man who was running felt a cold and stinging pain on the back of his shoulder. He reached out and touched it, and felt that his shoulder was as cold as a corpse. But he didn't care about much and ran to a house in the city before stopping. He checked the back of his shoulder in the mirror, panting, and found a black palm print on it.

"Ghost...ghost curse..."

Jiu Ling’s face turned pale.

This thing is usually used by evil spirits to hunt and kill. They have no rational logic and only know how to kill. But if they want to leave this kind of mark, they must know the identity of the other party.

Yes... yes, that evil ghost is with the descendants of Zhu family, and the girl from Zhu family must know his real name!

Qiu Ping, who went by the alias Jiu Ling, gritted his teeth. No matter where he went now, the evil spirit would find him. He knew that the evil spirit was very powerful, so he only used a paper man as a substitute to test it. As a result, his spirit body was destroyed. The backlash was already unbearable, and now he was planted with such a thing!

There was no use running away.

Qiu Ping took out a yellowed notebook from the drawer and put it in his sleeve. He didn't care about damaging his weak spiritual body and walked out of the door quickly in the night.

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Qingling slept very well. He felt a familiar atmosphere surrounding him in his dream and did not hear any sound from outside.

I slept until dawn, and when I woke up I found that Shang Changheng had returned to the Huanlong Pendant.

He tidied up a bit and went downstairs to see Zhu Lezhi and Miao Yuan already waiting on the first floor, with several dishes on the table.

"You're awake." Zhu Lezhi smiled after noticing him. "The matter of this broken inn is temporarily settled. We just sent the jackal on its way. Let's get ready to leave."

"It's over?" Qing Ling was startled. "Aren't we supposed to wait for Jiu Ling today?"

"Ah? Senior didn't tell me?" Zhu Lezhi slapped his forehead and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot. Yesterday, Senior was injured by the self-igniting spirit of Jiuling, and a curse was planted on him. He should have returned to Yuli to rest."

Qingling: "..."

So what exactly happened while he was sleeping?

Miaoyuan drove on the way into the city. Zhu Lezhi told Qingling what happened last night in the carriage and concluded: "So we have to go into the city to find Qiu Ping. This old guy is really strong. There is some truth in the saying that he has been a scourge for thousands of years."

Qingling hummed absentmindedly.

He reached out and touched the dragon pendant on his chest that was emitting a cool sensation.

Last night...Shang Changheng was injured.

He had never seen Shang Changheng look weak. This evil spirit held his life in his hands, and it seemed that he didn't care about anything. Qingling never worried that he would get hurt, but was only worried...

Because he was too powerful, he was killed by the heaven.

Qingling was a little confused.

When did he start to worry about this evil spirit?

Qing Ling's emotions are rarely affected by external factors, but he is often lost in Shang Changheng's memories, and his emotions are like a flood that cannot be contained.

The journey into the city was peaceful.

Qing Ling looked out of the car window. Pedestrians were hurrying to and fro in the streets and alleys. From time to time, he could see vendors setting up stalls to sell various wild vegetables. He whispered, "We destroyed the inn and entered Yuzhou. Will the Yuzhou Yinxing come to cause trouble?"

Shang Changheng cannot hurt anyone, and Zhu Lezhi and Miao Yuan together may not be a match for the entire Yin Xing. Qingling originally thought that they would have to use some disguise and some tricks.

"It's alright." Zhu Lezhi waved his hand. "They did something dirty themselves. Even if they have the nerve to come and fight, they may not have the guts to do so. The fact that we destroyed that lousy inn proves that we are not easy to mess with. Without that dish, those who traded with the inn won't live long. We still have to find Qiu Ping first. Senior Shang seems to want the notebook in his hand very much."

"Okay." Qingling was also very curious.

Where did Qiu Ping get the notes that actually recorded the location of Shang Changheng's tomb?

As they were talking, Shang Changheng suddenly appeared from the dragon-ring pendant.

"I was driving. He ran west. I couldn't feel his aura... something was suppressing my curse."

Qingling looked at Shang Changheng. His face was as pale as before and there was no difference between them.

Ghosts are different from humans. Qingling couldn't even tell where Shang Changheng was injured.

"You..." Qing Ling whispered, "Do you want to rest for two days first?"

Shang Changheng looked at him deeply, and suddenly pinched Qingling's cheek. It was a very intimate and loving gesture. When Qingling was stunned, he heard Shang Changheng say, "It's nothing serious."

Shang Changheng still has to catch up with Qiu Ping first.

The carriage ran very fast after leaving the city, and finally stopped in front of a mountain road with steps built on it.

Just after noon, the distant and ethereal sound of bells came from the mountain.

A few people got off the carriage and saw buildings with flying eaves on the mountain in the distance.

"That seems to be..." Miao Yuan pondered for a moment and then remembered, "Mingci Temple in Gujin City."