Gu Miao: Entering the wife's dormitory achievement achieved~

Qiu Yanping returned to his room and drew all the blackout curtains. The whole room became extremely dark, with only the three white candles he lit emitting a faint yellowish light.

The three candles stood on the floor with the three vertices of a right triangle. In the center, a Five Emperors Coin stood abnormally upright, with its threads motionless as if it were glued to the floor with glue. Qiu Yanping sat on the edge with his eyes slightly lowered, cross-legged, muttering something quickly and lowly. As his speech became faster and faster, the mumbling sound gradually became louder. A stream of gray smoke came out from his somewhat wide cuffs, and was swept like a miniature tornado and led to the center of the three candles.

The Five Emperors Coin, which had been standing still before, suddenly swayed from side to side as violently as if the whole building was shaking. A small knot formed between Qiu Yanping's brows, and his thin lips moved. Seeing that ordinary purification spells were useless against the ash smoke, he let out a light click, bit his index finger, condensed a bead of blood, and shot it at the Five Emperors Coin that was swaying because of the ash smoke.

A faint red light emanated from the Five Emperors Coin. In an instant, the smoke calmed down and the Five Emperors Coin returned to its original shape, standing there motionless.

Qiu Yanping sucked his bitten index finger and looked at the gray smoke with a frown. What a crap thing! It cost him a drop of blood to calm it down. He shouted angrily, "Whether you are a wronged soul or a demon, show yourself to me now!"

The smoke slowly expanded and gradually took the shape of an adult. A vague voice as if covered by a layer of gauze came out from the smoke, carrying with it extreme anger and resentment.

"Murder must be paid with blood, blood debt must be paid with blood!"

Qiu Yanping frowned and asked, "Who killed someone? What's the death penalty? How did you die?"

"Murder must be paid with blood, blood debt must be paid with blood!"

Qiu Yanping frowned even more tightly, "Who are you? Are you the gardener of the house owner, or the second person who was involved in the accident that day?"

"Murder must be paid with blood, blood debt must be paid with blood!"

As the voice in the gray smoke brought more and more resentment, red blood-like smoke actually emerged from the rolling gray smoke.

Qiu Yanping was shocked. He did not expect that this seemingly ordinary "thought" could produce such a powerful aura. The blood color represented that this "thought" had a deep obsession with revenge and had certain thinking and attack capabilities. The extraordinary "thought" was just a breath left by the dead soul in the world, carrying the dead soul's memory.

After Qiu Yanping sensed the aura of this "thought" in the low house, he collected it directly, hoping to use it to read some relevant information about what happened at that time. He had sensed a cold and resentful aura in the low house before, and he was afraid that if he summoned this thought at will, something unexpected would happen, so he specially set up a candle money array to suppress the resentful spirit, but he didn't expect that it was still not enough to deal with this "thought".

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, he gritted his teeth and paid the bill, taking out a peach wood sword from the merit shop in his palm. Although the peach wood sword was the lowest type of Feng Shui sword, it was very effective in subduing evil spirits. Moreover, with Qiu Yanping's current "financial resources", paying the bill for a peach wood sword was the best he could get.

He quickly drew a yellow talisman and stuck it on the handle of the peach wood sword. The sword in his hand hung in the air as if it had its own consciousness, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the gray-red, twisted, rolling smoke. Qiu Yanping shouted in a low voice, "Go!"

There was a loud explosion from the sword, and the yellow talisman paper attached to the sword was blown up without wind. The whole peach wood sword was submerged in the smoke, with only a section of the hilt left outside.

A scream came from the smoke cloud, twisting and squeezing, as if the whole smoke cloud had a tendency to explode. Qiu Yanping's expression froze, and he turned his palm and slapped his chest without hesitation, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and sprinkled on the Five Emperors Coin. The red light on the Five Emperors Coin, which had originally dimmed, became brighter again, and the red light was even brighter.

The Five Emperors' Coins were vibrating with a buzzing sound, as if they were trying their best to suppress the rioting smoke. Qiu Yanping wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He shifted his mind, and the Five Emperors' Coins stained with his own blood and essence suppressed the blood smoke.

The blood smoke gradually subsided. The Five Emperors' Coins and the Peach Wood Sword, which were originally capable of restraining evil spirits, made this "thought" extremely jealous. In addition, Qiu Yanping's blood made the power of these two things multiply several times. Qiu Yanping saw that the "thought" seemed to have calmed down, but he did not relax his suppression and continued to ask, "Answer me! Who are you, why did you die, and what does it mean to pay for the blood debt of murder?!"

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"Tell me, and I might be able to help you." Qiu Yanping used both soft and hard tactics. His mind changed, and the power to restrain the riot of his "thought" was slightly weakened. At the same time, his spirit was highly tense, and he was always alert to the possible counterattack of this "thought". "If you don't tell me, you will never be able to complete your revenge plan just because you are trapped here now."

"I..." As expected, with Qiu Yanping actively spreading his good intentions, this "thought" sporadically revealed the information Qiu Yanping wanted to know. When the memory of the "thought" was fully revealed, the carrier of this "thought" in the world no longer existed.

Qiu Yanping breathed a sigh of relief and dropped his shoulders. At this moment, the knock on the door finally reached Qiu Yanping's ears. Qiu Yanping remembered that he seemed to have vaguely heard someone knocking on the door just before. However, he just suppressed a bloody thought and spat out a mouthful of blood. Now he just wanted to sit there lazily and didn't want to move.

Until he heard the knocks on the door getting more and more urgent, Qiu Yanping sighed deeply, propped himself up and got up from the ground, dragged his slippers to the door, and leaned on the door to open a narrow gap as wide as a human palm, just enough for him to show his face. He stuck his head out and looked outside the door. Seeing that it was Gu Wenye, he asked, "General Gu? What's the matter?"

He spoke lazily, and Gu Wenye paused and said, "I heard a loud noise coming from your room earlier. I was afraid that you might have encountered something, so I came to knock on the door to ask."

Qiu Yanping said "Oh", smiled at him and said, "Nothing." After he finished speaking, he was about to close the door, but he felt a resistance on his hand. He frowned slightly and looked over, "General Gu, is there anything else?" He just wanted to take a bath and eat some snacks.

Gu Wenye's eyes fell on the few drops of blood on Qiu Yanping's chest. The blood was not dark red, and was obviously "fresh". He looked unhappy, "What happened?"

Qiu Yanping followed Gu Wenye's line of sight and saw a few bloodstains on his clothes. He estimated that the blood he sprayed out earlier was not at a good angle, and a few drops fell on his clothes. He sighed and looked at Gu Wenye's expression. It was obvious that he was the type who would dig deep into the matter. He frowned and opened the door to let Gu Wenye in. "Don't stand at the door. Come in."