Chapter 170 The Ghost Riding on the Head of the Heavenly Master 37
Tai Jinge clenched her umbrella tightly. She guessed that her son was among those who went to explore the haunted house.
Fortunately, the children are alive...
Yi Lianghui continued, "By the time the school leaders found us, the eleven children who went to explore the haunted house had already disappeared... The one on the ground was one of them, but his soul was no longer in his body."
"There is a demon mark on his body." Yu Lanxi bent down and tapped the neck of the unconscious high school student.
A hideous ghost face pattern appeared on the other person's neck, like a large evil ghost tattoo.
"Classmate, can you lend me your blood?" Yu Lanxi grabbed the high school student's hand, cut his fingertips, and squeezed out a drop of blood.
The blood was suspended in the air, crystal clear and not solidified, like a gem.
"It's a bit tiring to go straight over there." Yu Lanxi tilted her head, "After all, I'm just a paper stand-in."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Are you a paper stand-in?" Yi Lianghui would never have such an out-of-control facial expression even if he saw a ghost.
The guy who could absorb so many ferocious ghost faces with just a flick of a finger was actually just a paper man!
How powerful is the original body?
Wouldn't it be possible to kill them without even lifting a finger?
Tai Jinge said, "Take a taxi?"
"Too slow, let me find a connection." The paper man Yu Lanxi conveyed his thoughts to the original body.
He could have gone straight through, but he was afraid that his body was not strong enough and if he used too much force, his body would be broken.
If the paper figure is too damaged, it will be inconvenient to move.
On the main body side, Yu Lanxi poked Xiao Jinhe who was looking at the computer.
"Send a message to Fan Liu and ask him to open a door for my substitute. He wants to go from Pu City No. 1 High School to Rong Village."
Xiao Jinhe quickly wrote a note with a pen, lit it with his yang energy, and burned it on Fan Liu's hand.
After reading the note, Fan Liu appeared at Pu City No. 1 High School the next moment.
"Mr. Yu, come in quickly, I will take you to Rong Village." Fan Liu opened the ghost gate and saw the paper man Yu Lanxi, as if he had seen his parents who provided him with food and clothing.
The gold ingots that Yu Lanxi and Xiao Jinhe burned for him were of good quality and had strong purchasing power, and the incense and candles were more delicious than those offered elsewhere, so he was very happy to help them.
"Mr. Ghost Messenger!" Mu Lingqing was stunned, his eyes almost popping out.
The messengers of the underworld have always been arrogant. Even if a cultivator with high cultivation level asks them for help, they will still offer sacrifices.
When have you ever been so easy to talk to?
"You wait here, you can see your son within half an hour." Yu Lanxi and Tai Jinge said.
Tai Jinge is just an ordinary person, and walking the path of the underworld is not good for his health.
"Okay, okay..." Tai Jinge held an umbrella and watched Yu Lanxi walk into the dark road.
Borrowing the road from the underworld, it only took a few steps and then opened the door to reach Rong Village.
Yi Lianghui said: "After the incident, I went to Rong Village and found nothing in the haunted house.
On the contrary, there is something strange about the withered peach tree next to the house. However, I am not very skilled in this art and cannot see what is so strange about it. I will take you two there..."
Yi Lianghui's skills were not very good, but he was being modest.
He is already a leader among his peers.
But the one in front of him was Yu Lanxi, whose cultivation was even better than his using a paper substitute, and the other was a ghost messenger from the underworld. He had no reason to be proud at all.
The haunted old house is in the corner of the village and there are almost no people living nearby.
Mu Lingqing said: "There were people living nearby before, but the villagers said they kept hearing ghosts howling and howling, so they didn't dare to live nearby anymore."
"It's that peach tree." Yi Lianghui pointed to the peach tree in front of the house with only dead branches left.
Yu Lanxi looked up and down at the peach tree with thick branches. The branches were stretched out. If it bloomed, it would definitely be a beautiful sight.
The wind blows, and a scent of peach blossoms comes with the wind.
Pink peach petals are flying over.
Yu Lanxi opened his palm and peach blossom petals fell into his palm.
All of this seems familiar.
Looking up, the old peach tree had no flowers, not even a single green leaf, and it looked even more desolate near the abandoned old house.
"There's a faint air of fairy spirit." Yu Lanxi watched the petals dissipate in her palm, as fragile as melting snow.
"It really seems to be a fairy spirit... I wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't told me..." Fan Liu said, "You are really knowledgeable."
Nowadays, spiritual energy is scarce, and it is simply impossible to cultivate to become a god or immortal.
It is difficult to judge what fairy spirit is without having come into contact with objects related to gods.
"Fairy air?" Mu Lingqing regretted not looking at the petals carefully.
Yi Lianghui even looked around the area around the old house. When he thought that an immortal had been here before, he suddenly felt that the old house was not so gloomy anymore.
"This room is so clean." Fan Liu touched the soul-catching rope hanging around his waist.
It's not clean in the literal sense, but there is no trace of wandering ghosts here.
This is very unusual.
As we all know, a house that has been abandoned for a long time, has no people living in it, becomes dirty and dilapidated, and wandering ghosts will move in to live there.
But this old house is clean and there is not a trace of evil spirit.
Mu Lingqing asked, "Is there a barrier?"
"It's possible, but this barrier is hidden too well, and I don't know how to open it." Fan Liu had already scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found nothing unusual.
"I have the key." Yu Lanxi threw the drop of red blood into the air.
A faint scent of peach blossoms can be smelled ahead.
Yu Lanxi walked forward without looking around, and the others followed him. They saw that the old house was no longer in front of them.
In front of us, under the peach tree with petals falling and blooming wildly, a dozen students in high school uniforms were standing crowded together.
The peach tree was covered by a huge irregular fleshy ball, which was about four meters high. The skin was covered with bumps and there were many painful and sad faces on it.
There was a dark mist surrounding the meatball. With each collision, the flower branches that looked like pink clouds turned dark and fell down in clusters.
The students saw the black air encroaching and huddled tightly against the tree trunk.
Fan Liu swung out the soul-catching rope, but it was bounced back by the black energy on the meatball.
"What the hell is this?"
The soul-catching rope can restrain ghosts, so how can it be bounced back?
Mu Lingqing and Yi Lianghui threw out talismans, chanted incantations, and used fire and thunder talismans, but they were all like tickling and did not cause much damage to the meatball.
Yu Lanxi didn't look at the big meatball, but at the peach tree with lush flowers.
The more I look at it, the more familiar it looks.
Something flashed through his mind, and he was about to capture those images...
The big meatball bounced towards him, and countless mouths on its body opened greedily, trying to devour the Yin energy and merits from Yu Lanxi's body.
Yu Lanxi kicked the big meatball with a flying kick and made hand gestures.
The sky and the earth changed color, and with a rumbling sound, purple lightning shot out from the thick clouds and hit the big meatball.
"It's so rude to interrupt someone's thinking." Yu Lanxi said coldly.
If this thing hadn't suddenly rushed towards him, he would have grabbed the thing that flashed through his mind.
It's not a pleasant feeling to be about to remember something but be abruptly interrupted.
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