Qin Ya smiled, her small lips pursed, and looked at Linghu Lan with alluring eyes. "You've thought things through quite clearly, but since you've understood so well, you should also understand one thing: you can't see into someone's heart, not even a ghost's. Why should I do anything for you? If you're truly capable, why would you need to ask me for help?"
On her fair and delicate face, skin and flesh peeled away inch by inch, turning her beauty into a skeleton in the blink of an eye.
Qin Ya's once bright and clever eyes have become empty black holes, her delicate nose has become two black holes, her tender red lips have been reduced to a row of teeth, and her once black hair has turned white.
A pair of slender, white, skillful hands, their skin emitting a putrid stench, finally turned into withered bones, their ten fingernails growing outwards and reaching towards Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan silently held a thunderstorm talisman in her hand, knowing she might have to use lightning to blast the ghost again. She really couldn't bear to blast such a delicate little beauty.
If the soul is scattered, it may be impossible to find a ghost to relay the message.
It's true, what a pity!
Qin Ya's sharp nails were about to scratch Linghu Lan's neck, but she suddenly recoiled as if pricked by needles. "How come you have a Netherworld talisman on you? Who exactly are you?"
Linghu Lan: "Can I tell you that I had a romance with the Ghost King in my past life?"
Smoke rose from Qin Ya's sharp fingernails, giving the impression of sparks being generated by friction.
Linghu Lan hadn't expected that the talismans on her body would work on ghosts, since she had never used any of the talismans she had learned on ghosts in her previous life.
However, thinking about it, it seems that the talismans in the underworld are only used to deal with ghosts, and have no other purpose?
It was just a coincidence that Qin Ya happened to be a ghost.
More and more blue smoke rose from Qin Ya's fingernails, as if a corrosive liquid was constantly eroding her body.
She hurriedly put her hand into the water in the copper basin, but the water evaporated instantly. She screamed in pain, and the copper basin became covered in rust.
Qin Ya froze. Her place was filled with malevolent entities; it seemed this green smoke would burn them all away. She screamed, "Quickly, put it out!"
Linghu Lan was taken aback.
I don't know how to kill it.
She walked over, reached out and grabbed Qin Ya's hand, pinching Qin Ya's nail with her own fingers. It felt like popping a bubble, and the smoke was extinguished just like that.
Linghu Lan: "It actually worked!"
She then extinguished the cigarettes on Qin Ya's fingers one by one.
What was like poison to Qin Ya was completely harmless to Linghu Lan.
Qin Ya stared blankly at her fingers, which had burned half of their nails.
She regained her physical body, her bright eyes filled with complex emotions. This woman from the mortal realm actually possessed something from the underworld. Since she was so powerful, what was there to do with her?
With her level of skill, taking in all the little devils in this area wouldn't be difficult for her, so why would she need anything from her?
"What do you want me to do?" Qin Ya asked irritably, though the cigarette was out, her hand was still sore.
"I would like to ask you to go before the King of Hell and plead my case against a ghost messenger." Linghu Lan sighed. Now that she had taken over this body, she should naturally do her job for the original Ning Yue.
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. If it weren't for the wrong person taking the wrong soul, Ning Yue from the future wouldn't have had the opportunity to take advantage of it.
"Suing the ghost messengers?" Qin Ya's eyes widened as she looked at Linghu Lan in disbelief.
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