Chapter 396 Cemetery?

Ling Changge naturally knew what the ghost clan leader was thinking. He disliked him but didn't take any action. He must have some ulterior motive.

Speaking of which, this eldest daughter of the ghost clan is also a pitiful person. Her mother died early, and her stepmother took over and gave birth to several younger brothers and sisters. Her biological father wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible. What kind of sin did she commit in her previous life?

However, there must be something hateful about this poor person. If she didn't want to get rid of the Ling family, or if she didn't have so many evil thoughts in her heart, it would not be impossible for me to spare her life.

The blisters on her feet were caused by walking around. She was the one who did the bad thing first, so she can't blame others.

When they arrived at Qian's house, Qianshi had someone take her to her residence.

The direction was different from Qian Zhiyu's memory. Ling Changge stopped and said quietly, "Where's my previous yard? Did it explode?"

The servant hurriedly stopped and said, "Miss, the young master is living in the courtyard you used to live in."

"Young Master?" Ling Changge sneered and turned to look at Qianshi: "You are still strong even at this age. You can still give birth to a son."

"How dare you talk like that, girl?" Qianshi felt a little embarrassed. "I've arranged a new courtyard for you. Send your luggage over there!"

Ling Changge did not ask for the original courtyard to be given to her. After all, she would not live here for long. The most important thing was that the original courtyard was too eye-catching. Judging from the direction the scary person led the way, it should be an extremely quiet courtyard, which was exactly what she needed.

As expected, the servant stopped in front of a small courtyard. There was a row of trees planted around the courtyard. The courtyard was square. Ling Changge found it extremely strange.

At this moment, a breeze blew by, and a row of trees made a rustling sound, and the shadows of the trees swayed on the ground. There was no sun in the ghost tribe, but it was not completely dark here. It was just that looking at such a yard in such a place, the smell of death was too heavy.

Dead air...

Ling Changge narrowed her eyes slightly. She finally realized that something was wrong here. From this perspective, this was not a yard at all? It was clearly a cemetery!

"My lady, this is your yard."

Ling Changge sneered: "My ghost father is really considerate. He knows that I like quietness now, so he specially prepared such a place for me to live, oh no, a place for dead people, dead ghosts."

When the servant heard this, his face showed a very interesting expression.

What are you talking about, Miss?

"I like this yard, but..." She pointed at the row of trees. "What is this? Planting the most shabby trees in the entire ghost tribe right outside my yard?" As she finished speaking, a thought flashed through her mind, and a powerful force shattered the trees into dust. With a wave of her arm, the dust flew towards the Qian family's main residence. Baili Xuanjing stood beside her, a smile on his lips.

Did this girl really know or was it just an accident?

There is a formation in this yard, called the Soul-Snatching Formation. The spiritual power and soul power of people who live here for a long time will be sucked away bit by bit, but until the day of death, her appearance will not change much. Using this body to refine a puppet will not only retain the cultivation level during her lifetime, but also can be fully used by them.

The center of this formation is a row of trees.

Now that she has pulled out these trees, the Soul-stealing Formation will collapse on its own, and the person who set up this formation for her will definitely suffer the backlash.

But where did the ghost clan learn the soul-stealing and soul-capturing formation?

At this time, in the main house of the Qian family, a trace of pain flashed across a woman's face, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, and black blood also flowed from her nose and ears.

"Damn it! Who disturbed my formation?"

Ling Changge walked into the yard, which had been cleaned up. She cast a barrier, and people outside could no longer hear any news from the yard.

Only then did everyone relax.

"Huh... I'm suffocating to death." Yun Xiao panted and took off the mask on his face: "This ghost tribe is too oppressive."

"Yeah! It's hard to even breathe." Yun He wiped the sweat from his head, feeling dizzy.

Seeing this, Baili Xuanjing said quietly: "You guys! It's just that your cultivation is too low, and you usually don't want to practice well. The ghost clan is not like the human clan. There is no sun here. It has been like this for tens of millions of years. The ghost clan here has long been accustomed to it. You are new here, so naturally you feel depressed and uncomfortable." He sat on the chair, scolding them, but his head was sweating.

Only Ling Changge didn't feel the slightest bit of discomfort.

Could it be because of Mu Ling?

The wood spirit is the force of life. The force of life in her body is vigorous, so she naturally does not feel uncomfortable. The ghost clan is connected to the underworld, where the death energy is strong. After entering the underworld, people there mainly rely on the death energy to practice.

Seeing that they were in pain, Ling Changge walked forward and slowly injected a trace of green energy into their bodies.

Soon, they recovered as before.

Except for Baili Xuanjing, the others only thought that it was Ling Changge who saved them with his wood-type spiritual power.

Baili Xuanjing looked at the light in her palm, and the look in his eyes was as if there was an earthquake.

He stood up tremblingly and moved his mouth a few times, but no sound came out.

Seeing this, Ling Changge understood what was going on. She thought that Pavilion Master Baili must have known the source of her power.

Ling Changge glanced at Yunxiao and the others. Baili Xuanjing understood instantly and sat back in his chair, but when he looked at Ling Changge again, his eyes were filled with respect.

Yunxiao and the others didn't notice the change in Baili Xuanjing's expression. Zhou Hao said in a deep voice, "Junior Sister, we've already arrived at the Ghost Clan. Let's go find Master quickly!"

Ling Changge shook his head: "Sage Daosheng said that my mother was sent to the Ghost King. The Ghost King is not in the Ghost Clan, but in the Netherworld."

"The Netherworld?"

"That's right." Ling Changge nodded. "Soon, the gate to the Netherworld will open. The ghosts who stand out in the clan competition will be able to enter the Netherworld. This is our only chance."

Although she could forcibly break the barrier and enter the Netherworld, she still didn't know the situation inside the Netherworld. The consequences of forcibly breaking in were still unknown. Her mother was in the hands of the Ghost King, so she couldn't take the risk.

At this time, in the main house of the Qian family, Qianshi was pacing nervously, looking at the figure lying on the couch from time to time, sighing as he walked.

"Father, what happened to Mom?" Qian Huaxi's eyes were red. "Why did she suddenly become so ill?"

Qianshi was already upset, and when he heard his two daughters crying, he became even more annoyed. He shouted angrily, "Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry. Get out of here!"

The two of them were startled when they heard this and quickly retreated.

When they got outside, the tears on Qian Huaxi's face were still wet. She clenched her fists and said in a deep voice, "That jinx! It must be her!"