Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 168 Ghost Seven
As the golden light disappeared, Yanqi let out a weird scream, and his whole body turned into a black mist and exploded.

Lin Zhihui flew up, and there was a soft sound of waves from all around, and the air in front of his eyes rippled in circles. The moment his feet touched the ground, the scene was slightly distorted, and then the unique damp breath in the greenhouse poured into his nose.

At this time, he was still standing on the narrow path, the flowers on both sides were lying on the ground, and the greenhouse was in a mess. Less than five steps away from Lin Zhihui, a humanoid creature with a dark body was curled up on the ground with an expression on his face. It seems to be very painful.

"Lin Zhihui." Yan Jie, who was standing beside her, called out with concern on her face. Beside her stood a man in dark blue attire with a long knife behind his back.

Lin Zhihui glanced at it, and walked quickly into the hut without saying a word, but there was no one there, only some sundries were scattered on the ground, and there were patches of crimson marks on the yellowed walls. People are terrified.

"Human, where is it?" Lin Zhihui lost his voice, turned around and rushed out the door, came to the humanoid creature, grabbed his lapel and lifted it up forcefully, asked loudly, and at the same time he punched him hard, hitting him on the ground. On that distorted face, he asked forcefully, "Say it quickly."

The man let out a muffled groan, moved his hands and feet wildly, and gasped for breath, but he couldn't say a word.

"Calm down." Seeing that Lin Zhihui was about to attack again, Yan Jie ran over to stop him: "Li Ping is still alive, he's fine."

Lin Zhihui turned his head abruptly, his eyes were sharp, and he couldn't help but take a step back. A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously added: "Li Ping is not injured."

At this time, the man with the long knife also came over, looked up and down Lin Zhihui with great interest, his eyes shone slightly, and he raised his eyebrows slightly at him: "He has been backlashed by your divine light, and he can't slow down for an hour, If you kill him now, you really won’t be able to find your friend.”

Lin Zhihui glanced at the man with the long knife expressionlessly, then turned his head to look at Yan Yan, as if confirming the other party's statement.

Yan Yan calmed down her expression and nodded hurriedly. She never thought that Lin Zhihui would show such a look. At that moment, she almost felt like she was looking at an ancient demon god, and she couldn't think of any resistance.

"Slap." Lin Zhihui let go of his hand very simply, and the man fell to the ground, his body was still trembling slightly, which seemed very funny.

"What happened just now?" Lin Zhihui stretched his shoulders slightly, and then he relaxed a little, looking at the two people in front of him.

"Those plants are called Nether Pine, which is the poison that grows the Ten Thousand Ghost Terrace in the underworld. As long as one comes into contact with the smell it emits, people will fall into the illusion created by themselves, and it is difficult to escape." The long-sword man seemed to be answering Lin Zhihui Halfway through the question, he looked at him with unconcealed curiosity and said, "Even if you take the antidote in time, it will be difficult to regain consciousness immediately, but your performance is unexpected, and you can notice it so quickly. Hit yourself."

Lin Zhihui frowned slightly. When he took the few leaves from Yan Ji, a picture suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. He saw a big tree growing on countless dead bones. Fist-sized human heads hang down from the lush leaves.

He didn't know what it was, but Lin Zhihui could clearly see that those leaves were exactly the same as the ones in his hands at that moment.

"I don't know, it's just an intuition." Lin Zhihui spread his hands at the man with the long knife. The feeling was very mysterious, and he didn't want to say it casually. A very dangerous impression.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is this guy, and where is Li Ping?" Lin Zhihui glanced at the guy lying on the ground, looking at the long-sword man: "Who are you?"

"Ghost Seven, I'm an official next to Mr. Bao." The long-sword man didn't bother, he stretched out his hand, and a faint blue light flew out and sank into the man's head. The man groaned and slowly fell silent.

"I really don't know whether to say that you are lucky or not." Gui Qi smiled half-smile, facing each other with five fingers, and pinched out a strange formula, pointing to the sky.

The space was slightly distorted, and a hole suddenly opened above the three people's heads, like a big mouth, and a person spit out, it was Li Ping.

Lin Zhihui was startled, and quickly took a step forward, and Yan Yan also extended his hand to help. The two of them put Li Ping on the ground together, and saw that his face was calm and his chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was asleep.

"It's all right. I just fell into a spell and passed out." After a brief inspection, Yan Yan said to Lin Zhihui.

But Gui Qi raised his hand suddenly, Li Ping's body bounced suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a pale golden light flew out and fell into Gui Qi's palm.

"You..." Lin Zhihui raised his eyebrows with anger in his eyes.

But Yan Yan stretched out his hand to stop him: "What's wrong with you, why are you so impulsive."

"Don't get me wrong." Gui Qi was not surprised at all. He waved his hand to Lin Zhihui: "I just pulled out the fairy spirit remaining in his body. For mortals, having this thing is not a good thing. Not only will it become a low-level The monster’s goal will shorten his lifespan over time.”

Seeing that Lin Zhihui didn't seem to believe what he said, Gui Qi stretched out his hand and pointed at the guy on the ground: "For example, he is the best example. If it weren't for the habit of hoarding in nature, your friend would have become his belly meal a long time ago." .”

Lin Zhihui suddenly noticed that a strange light green pattern appeared on the man's forehead.

"Evil ghost seal!" Yan Jie also saw the pattern, and couldn't help but gasped, with unconcealed surprise in his voice.

"What do you mean?" Lin Zhihui frowned.

Yan Yan's face was slightly stiff, looking a little embarrassed, his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

"This kind of imprint is a means of marking criminals in the underworld." Gui Qi glanced at Yan Yan and explained: "According to the degree of danger, it is divided into different levels. The evil ghost mark is the mark of A-level criminals." Said He smiled and glanced at Yan Ji: "Like the one next to you, he was a 3A-level fugitive back then."

The corners of Lin Zhihui's mouth twitched, Yan Yan blushed slightly, and looked at Ghost Seven angrily: "If you explain it, explain it. I have said it many times, and I was wronged."

Gui Qi smiled, took out a scroll, and handed it to Lin Zhihui: "If you don't understand these common sense, just ask Yan Wei. She knows the prisons of the underworld like the back of her hand."

Lin Zhihui also let go of his mind now, reached out to take the scroll, and was about to open it, when he heard the ghost say: "It stands to reason that catching him can be regarded as completing the task, but it's a pity, it can't be counted, it can only be cheaper for me, this favor is for me." Acknowledge it, rest assured, there will always be a chance to pay it back in the future.”

(End of this chapter)