My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 63 About Soul Refining

"Ugh..."

After leaving the village, the night wind became more and more gloomy and cold.

The ghost with a pair of red eyes, after floating for a while, seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned to look.

Luo Qingzhou also looked at it, but did not stop.

[Hey, why is this human going this way?Did he also know the cave?wait until I follow him]

With that in mind, the ghost floated to the right, out of the way.

This human is full of qi and blood, and as soon as it gets close, it has a burning sensation all over its body.

It was very painful as if grilling on the fire.

Luo Qingzhou pretended not to see it, continued to walk forward, and quickly walked into the forest.

Immediately, he stopped and deliberately looked left and right, aimlessly.

The ghost followed behind. Seeing this scene, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It turned out that I didn't discover my cave, leave him alone, stay away from him.

Luo Qingzhou turned his head, looked back, saw it drifting toward the woods on the left, and immediately followed.

It is recorded in the books that most of the ghosts are unconscious, without intelligence, and only have various instincts.

Resentment, fierceness, fear, attack, evildoing, etc.

Once you become a ghost, you may only have these involuntary emotions for the rest of your life.

But this ghost obviously has its own intelligence and consciousness.

And it was actually practicing.

However, depending on the situation, this ghost's intellect is very low, as if it had just turned on its intellect.

Luo Qingzhou was very curious about what happened to it.

The forest at night is pitch black.

The trees are dense and the thickets are lush.

The mountain wind was blowing on him, and it was extremely cold.

The ghost was floating in front of him, not knowing if he was thinking about something, or if his intellect was just beginning, his senses were sluggish, and he didn't even notice the person behind him.

Luo Qingzhou followed unhurriedly, his eyes fixed on it.

Once it stopped, or looked back, he hid behind the tree, motionless, and merged with the whole tree.

The body of the ghost may be able to pass through the tree, but the eyes are not necessarily.

The ghost continued to drift towards the depths of the forest.

Luo Qingzhou looked back at the gradually disappearing village, a little worried in his heart.

But there should be no problem.

The monster has not appeared here for several years.

Rarely does it appear elsewhere.

It is said that the black wood forest in the north of the city is the place where the monsters gather.

Every creature needs its own environment in order to survive.

There seems to be a special substance in the black wood forest, and the terrain there is complex, just suitable for monsters to survive.

For warriors, monsters are treasures all over their bodies.

Therefore, there are many warriors who hunt monsters.

Once there is a monster that leaves the shelter of the black wood forest, it is estimated that it will soon be hunted by a warrior.

So gradually, very few monsters came out of the black wood forest.

This small mountain village has been attacked by monsters several times. Except for a few old people who are stuck here, there are no living creatures, and it is meaningless to monsters.

As for those ghosts, don't worry.

Although Xiaodie is a woman, her qi and blood are weak, but she is very young and in good health, and ordinary ghosts can't help her at all.

At most, sneaking to the vicinity, blowing the wind, let the little girl have a nightmare.

Luo Qingzhou thought about it like this, and suddenly found that the ghost in front of him had descended and got into a lush bush next to him.

He waited in place for a few minutes and walked over.

Peeking through the bushes, there was a deep cave hidden inside.

He hesitated, and got in.

The cave is not too narrow, and you can move forward by bending slightly.

After walking for more than ten minutes, a collapsed stone gate suddenly appeared on the right side, and the ground was full of broken stones.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door and looked inside.

Inside is a spacious stone room, the top of the stone room is very high, seven or eight meters, and a stone is inlaid on it.

The stone was emitting a faint light, illuminating the stone room.

Looking at the several depressions next to the stone, there should be other stones, but they all seem to have been broken away.

The stone room was a mess.

In addition to the gravel on the ground, there are rotten bookshelves and tattered futons.

There was a skeleton with broken hands and feet lying in the corner.

In the other corner, there are several wooden boxes.

The wooden box has long been opened, and it is empty and nothing.

Luo Qingzhou walked into the stone room and looked carefully.

Obviously, someone has come in here long ago and took away all the original things here.

The ghost was floating in the corner, looking at him in horror with red eyes open.

[He...why is he here too?Did you come with me?Can he see me? 】

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze to look at it, and suddenly found a dilapidated book in the corner below it.

He walked over, pushed aside the rubble and dust, and picked up the book.

Looking carefully at the faint light, a few small characters were scrawled on the cover: "Things About Soul Refining".

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, soul refining?Out of body?
He hurriedly rummaged on the ground again, pushing aside the gravel and messy things, and looking everywhere.

However, this book seems to be left in the entire stone room.

The ghost floated high, shivering.

Whenever Luo Qingzhou approached, it would float to another place to hide.

Luo Qingzhou held the old book, looked up at it, and thought to himself.

The skeleton in that corner may be a cultivating master from outside the world. His lifespan is exhausted, and he died here, leaving behind a lot of things.

This ghost inadvertently broke into this place and got some opportunities, so he opened his spiritual wisdom and began to cultivate here.

Then someone stumbled across the place and came in and took everything.

As for this book, maybe those people are just ordinary people who only care about treasures and don't know this broken book at all.

Or maybe those people are also soul cultivators and have such books, so they don't care at all.

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, and looked at the ghost. When he was about to speak, the ghost suddenly seemed to be frightened. With a "whoosh", it instantly disappeared into the wall behind him and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

He dared not stay any longer, and immediately took the book and left the cave.

Leave Xiaodie alone in the village, if the girl wakes up and can't find him, she will probably cry in fright.

He was running in the forest.

Spirited, energetic, and fast.

Even if there were some sneaky ghosts hidden around, they all fled in a panic and retreated.

Luo Qingzhou quickly returned to the small courtyard.

After entering the house, Xiaodie was still lying in her robe in the corner, sleeping soundly.

The explosion of the Thunderbolt Fist he hit before, probably scared the ghosts nearby and fled.

Firecrackers are set off during the New Year, and firecrackers are set off at celebrations and funerals. It is said that they are all to expel unclean things.

Now that I think about it, it makes some sense.

The ghosts are inherently guilty and guilty, so they only dare to appear quietly in the silent night, the firecrackers suddenly explode, the crowd gathers, and the blood is strong.

Luo Qingzhou sat down in the corner, closed his eyes and meditated, calmed down his emotions, and slowly opened the book in his hand.

at the same time.

Chengguofu, on the nine-song corridor.

On both sides of the scarlet railing, in the shadow of the trees, stood two figures.

Madam Wang's face was still sinking like water, looking unfathomable.

The second housekeeper Wang Cheng lowered his head and reported with an ugly face: "They are all dead, and Wang Pu is also dead... Judging from the fatal injuries on their bodies, the other party is a warrior... I really didn't expect that the Qin family would be like this. I took a fancy to that kid, and secretly sent a guard to follow... Those who were guarding the way out of the city didn't see that kid coming back, maybe he was still outside, or he might have walked through another city gate..."

There was still no trace of turbulence on the eldest lady's face.

Wang Cheng said in a panic, "There have been several poems about that kid recently, and they all say... They all say it's good... The Qin family is so fond of it, obviously they want to train him well, and the imperial examination will be good next year..."

The eldest lady suddenly turned her head to look at him, her eyes gloomy, like a poisonous snake in the dark night.

Wang Cheng trembled, closed his mouth, dared not say anything, and was dripping with cold sweat.

The eldest lady stared at him gloomily for a long time, then Fang suddenly sighed and said slowly: "Go to Yin County, you go and invite her back."

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Ba... Goddess Ba?"

The eldest lady's face returned to silence, and she looked at the dark night in front of her without any disturbance, her voice was calm, but it sounded a bit sharp: "That bitch was killed by her sorcery, I want that little bastard to follow that Die like a bitch, let their mother and son reunite underground!"

Wang Cheng's heart trembled, his back was chilled, and he bowed his head and said respectfully, "The servant will leave tomorrow. Don't worry, Madam, this time, the boy will definitely die!"

at this time.

In another mansion in Mocheng.

In a pavilion in the back garden, a snow-white figure was sitting, quietly reading a book under the moonlight.

An ice-cold girl held her sword and stood beside her, motionless.

At this time, a pretty girl in a pink dress walked in from the round door, entered the pavilion, stood beside the snow-white figure, and whispered, "Miss, the uncle hasn't come back... Do you want to go... …”

In the pavilion, there was silence.

The evening wind blew, and the lotus leaves in the pond in front were fluttering, the water rippled, and the crumbled moonlight scattered into the dark and deep eyes of the girl in the pavilion.

The snow-white figure, still not speaking, slowly put down the book in his hand.

She sat there and didn't move, her eyes staring at the little moonlight swaying in the pond, she was suddenly in a trance, dazed.

The girl in the pink skirt loosened her expression, raised her head, looked at the cold girl who was standing beside her, and suddenly smiled: "I just came back after seeing you, how many times have I gone out to watch?"

"Humph."

The cold girl hugged the sword, turned her face away, and looked at the pond, ignoring her.

The pretty cheeks were still as cold as ice.

(End of this chapter)