Chapter 31: Breaking the Greed "This posture is wrong"
It's coming.
Luo Qingling and Qin Yanheng looked at each other across the moonlight, and their eyes collided in mid-air.
Hua Man Lou was pitch black. Despite being located in a bustling city, somehow there was no light at all. Only a sliver of moonlight reflected on everyone's faces. An inexplicable dampness rose in the room. Luo Qingling felt his nose suddenly moist, his nasal cavity filled with dampness, tinged with a slightly fishy odor.
The four people in the room unconsciously moved closer to each other, their eyes fixed on the doors and windows - on the lattice window near the corridor, a black shadow had climbed up the window sill at some point and was slowly enlarging on the pure white window paper.
"There's a talisman pasted on the door, so it can't get in." Qin Yanheng said calmly as he looked at the black shadow that was getting closer and closer.
On the windowside table, a candle flickered for a moment before going out. Next to the candlestick, a potted plant sat on the edge of the table. For some reason, Luo Qingling couldn't help but glance at the window sill behind the plant. She shifted slightly.
The eyes are completely black.
Luo Qingling's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously grabbed Qin Yanheng's arm. She pointed at the pot of green leaves and said in a trembling voice, "It's a corpse demon..."
Hearing this, everyone looked in the direction of Luo Qingling's finger, and saw a pair of pupil-less eyes among the green leaves staring straight at the four people in the room. Perhaps because the eyes were surrounded by leaves, no one noticed them just now.
No one knew how long the corpse demon stared at them, but Luo Qingling's hair stood on end.
"I'm just summoning a soul, but why did it attract a corpse demon?" Qin Yanheng was surprised. "Could it be that Cui Susu's spirit is still inside the corpse?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qingling subconsciously glanced at Xiang'er who was held in Song Yutai's arms. The latter's fingers hanging at her side were still dripping with blood - her skin had been cut by the red thread just now.
She immediately thought of the medicinal oil she had given to Li Qingqing this morning to treat her injuries. Based on the scenes in which the corpse demon appeared one after another, could it be that this corpse demon was bloodthirsty?
"There's no sound outside," Qin Yanheng pulled out a talisman from his sleeve, his face stern. "Could this corpse demon have set up some kind of formation? Why can't it detect the movements of the other people in Hua Manlou?"
It's only been two days since we last saw each other, yet the corpse demon's power has increased so rapidly! It's truly bizarre that it's dragged the four people in the room into another world without them even noticing.
The doors and windows were shaking, as if there was a strong wind blowing outside.
The shadow of the corpse demon on the lattice window flashed by and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Everyone had a bad feeling, but then they heard a "click" sound from the window facing the street behind them. The corpse demon appeared outside another window at some point, and was bending its body to get in through the gap in the wooden window. When it saw everyone turning around, a pair of white fangs slowly showed.
The corpse demon is laughing.
"Keep an eye on it." Qin Yanheng spoke in a whisper.
The four of them then stood back to back, each facing four directions. Although Xiang'er was not very old, he was extremely calm at this moment.
Just now, in order to set up a formation to summon souls, Qin Yanheng pasted yellow talismans on the doors and windows. Only Cui Susu's soul could come in, but the corpse demon that suddenly appeared was stopped outside the door. It can be imagined that Cui Susu had already left this body, and what was summoned now was just a corpse with demonic energy.
"Squeak--" The wooden window was slowly pushed open by the corpse demon, and a pair of hands covered with corpse spots stretched in from outside, with long and thin nails, pointing directly at the four people in the room, like a ghost from the underworld seeking justice.
"The corpse demon that I have been looking for for two days has shown itself to me. We can't let it escape." Qin Yanheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the Golden Dragon Sword in Luo Qingling's hand. Right now, only this sword can kill the demon. He suddenly thought of a very thrilling method - to learn and apply it at the same time.
"Cousin, are you going to..." Song Yutai noticed Qin Yanheng's gaze and understood what was going on. His eyes were full of disbelief.
Song Yutai originally thought that his cousin Qin Yanheng gave the Golden Dragon Sword he had carried with him since childhood to Madam Luo as a toy just because he liked her. But now it seems that he was too simple-minded. His cousin actually planned to teach Madam Luo everything he had figured out.
How can this be just pure love? It's obvious that he has given all his wealth to Ms. Luo!
As expected, Qin Yanheng turned to face Luo Qingling, lowering his eyes to look at her, his eyes dark and surging: "The corpse demon has appeared. We must not let it escape again tonight. Madam Luo, will you cooperate with me and take a risk?"
"What should I do?" Luo Qingling knew that the golden dragon sword in her hand should be an excellent monster-catching weapon, but she was the only one who could use it at the moment. Qin Yanheng's words must mean that he wanted her to be the monster-catcher.
Song Yutai quietly held Xiang'er and hid by the door, leaving the empty space in the room for the two of them.
Qin Yanheng pulled out a short sword from somewhere, which was the same length as the Golden Dragon Sword. He tossed the sword casually and raised his chin to signal Luo Qingling to stand beside him. The latter looked at him and silently moved to his side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Your Highness..."
Smells so good.
The girl brushed past his shoulder, and a faint fragrance wafted past him. It must be the fragrance of seasonal fruits, very sweet. Qin Yanheng coughed lightly, averted his eyes unnaturally, and forced himself to focus on the dagger in his hand.
Qin Yanheng's left hand holding the sword lightly touched Luo Qingling, who immediately imitated his movements. The two bodies were pressed together, one moving fast and the other slow, and the sword was faintly emitting golden light in the dark room.
"Don't move."
Qin Yanheng had unknowingly put his head close to her ear. She could only hear him whispering in a clear, sweet voice with a hint of a smile: "This posture is wrong. Look at me carefully."
The breath blew against her earlobe, and Luo Qingling suddenly felt an itch in her heart. She unconsciously licked her lips with her tongue, and heat surged to her cheeks. She was about to use the back of her hand to "ice" it to get rid of the untimely blush, but Qin Yanheng suddenly put the sword body against her restless hand and used a little force to push her hand down.
"Your heart is in this position. If you raise it too high, I'm afraid you won't be able to stab accurately." Qin Yanheng turned his head and looked down at her. His voice was low, and this time he explained with more patience than any other time Qin Yanheng had ever explained before. "This move is called the Unity of Sword and Dao. I figured it out myself. Now I give it and the Golden Dragon Sword to you. Only you can use this move in this world."
They were clearly teaching, but for some reason Luo Qingling felt as if Qin Yanheng had entrusted his life to her, which made her heart jump to her throat.
"Are you ready?"
Qin Yanheng shifted slightly, his tall nose brushing against the top of her head. A dull voice echoed from above. Luo Qingling nodded, her hand gripping the Golden Dragon Sword slightly sweaty. She was already holding her breath, concentrating on watching the dark figure darting out the door again.
The next moment, Qin Yanheng flashed to the door. He glanced back at Luo Qingling, his eyes filled with determination. He parted his lips and said silently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Then, Qin Yanheng raised his hand and tore off the talisman paper stuck on the door.
A demonic aura emitting black smoke diffused in from the crack of the door. Seeing this, Qin Yanheng shouted: "Demon girl Cui Susu, why don't you quickly reveal yourself——"
Just when everyone was ready to have a great fight, they heard a female voice outside the door, as gentle as water.
"Why don't you open the door for your mother? Who has made our Xiang'er unhappy? Xiang'er, tell your mother, and your mother will vent your anger for you." Cui Susu's voice came from outside the door and echoed in the dim room.
"Mother..." Xiang'er was young and thought it was really his mother who came. He blinked and was about to walk over, but Song Yutai hurriedly hugged him and covered Xiang'er's mouth with one hand to stop him from speaking.
"Xiang'er, are you staying in bed again? Let mother in quickly."
The corpse demon was clearly running out of patience. Seeing Xiang'er still not moving, he raised his voice anxiously. His shrill voice was completely different from the gentle one just now: "Open the door quickly and let me in!"
"You are not my mother!" Xiang'er suddenly pushed Song Yutai away and cried out while sobbing.
"Xiang'er——"
Song Yutai had no time to stop her. He saw Xiang'er running towards the wooden door. Qin Yanheng did not stop her and let Xiang'er push the door open.
Seeing this, Luo Qingling immediately imitated Qin Yanheng's way of swinging the sword, recalling his words in her mind. She put one hand behind her back and made hand gestures, muttering to herself: "Yuan Zhuan Taixu, from the netherworld to the underworld, slay the demon for me, write your name in Shangqing, hurry up and obey the command——"
A golden light flashed, and the dragon body with scales flew straight towards the corpse demon that broke in. Unexpectedly, the corpse demon came prepared. It waved its sleeves to block the sword wind. Luo Qingling hurriedly swung his sword again, but he could only barely cut off one of the corpse demon's hands.
The corpse demon has become stronger.
"Where are you going to escape, you damn monster!" Qin Yanheng shouted coldly, his figure completely covered by black smoke.
The black smoke burst out with a "bang". Before anyone could react, the black smoke filled the entire room. The next moment, the corpse demon took advantage of Qin Yanheng's inattention and picked up Xiang'er and ran out.
"Hurry and follow them!"
Qin Yanheng rushed out of the door with his feet moving fast, but even after using his lightness skills, he was still one step behind the corpse demon. It seemed that the corpse demon must have been hiding in the mountains for the past two days and absorbed enough essence of heaven and earth, otherwise how could its demonic power increase so much in just two days?
Behind them, Luo Qingling and the other two trotted to catch up with Qin Yanheng, the Golden Dragon Swords in their hands emitting golden light from time to time, but the "Sword and Dao Integration" move could not be used continuously, otherwise it would backfire on themselves.
Several people were running in the corridor on the second floor. Seeing that the corpse demon was about to jump out of the window at the end again, Qin Yanheng was about to swing his sword.
“Uhh—”
The corpse demon suddenly knelt on the ground, not caring about Xiang'er who had been kidnapped. The corpse demon was seen twisting on the ground with his intact left hand covering his chest, his face full of pain, and sobbing.
Seeing this, Xiang'er hurriedly jumped out of the corpse demon's arms and ran towards Qin Yanheng who was following.
Just when everyone was confused, they saw the corpse lying on the ground trembling constantly, and the sounds coming out of its mouth were sometimes gentle, sometimes hoarse, as if two souls were fighting for this dead body.
"Why are you back again?" The corpse demon had a ferocious look on his face, and he was pinching his chest with one hand, and it was unknown who he was talking to.
Before he could finish his words, a stream of black blood suddenly spurted out of the corpse demon's mouth. His eyes rolled back and he lay powerless on the ground, motionless. At this moment, he looked more like an unconscious corpse.
Luo Qingling stood behind Qin Yanheng, watching this scene. She glanced at the young man beside her, who also had a puzzled look on his face.
"It died before I even made a move? This is too fast." Qin Yanheng said to himself.
Just when everyone was at a loss, Xiang'er, who had just reached Qin Yanheng's waist, spoke softly with tears in her voice: "Mother, mother?"
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