super ghost system

Chapter 32 Yin-Yang Magic Array
"you're awake?"

Lingling lowered her head, said with a quirky laugh, and even made a grimace.

The eyelid of the left eye was deliberately pulled open to reveal the red part inside, making the eyes look big and the tongue sticking out, which is very cute, but she herself thinks it is very scary.

"Where is this?"

Wei Feng spoke in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, it hurt a little.

"Well, this is the small river behind my house, so happy and familiar."

Lingling seemed to like it, as if every mountain, every water, every tree here was beautiful.

Fortunately, Wei Feng had a good rest during this month, and he got enough sleep every day. At this critical moment, nothing hindered him.

He stretched out his right hand lazily, then wiped his eyes, and took a long breath.

This can be considered a calamity after death!

Opening her big palms, seeing Lingling enjoying herself like this, she said, "That's right, the air is very fresh, this is nature."

"Yes."

Lingling smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

At this time, the sky has become brighter, and above it is a cliff with jagged rocks, which looks very dangerous.

Wei Feng half-lyed on the ground, picked up a piece of dogtail grass, put it in his mouth, and said, "Lying here, I seem to see everything."

"Uncle, we are coming to the village where my family is, don't play here, okay, I miss my parents very much, and I just want to be with them, let's go now, okay?"

Lingling seemed to think of something, and in an instant, she became sad and sad, as if she would cry if she touched it lightly.

"Arriving so soon?"

Wei Feng did not expect that after drifting along the river for a day, he would arrive at the destination he wanted to go back to.

"By the way, did you save me?"

Wei Feng looked at the clothes on his body, which were half dry and half wet, and beside the river, he could see traces and mud marks on them.

"Uncle said, you took a bath in the river last night? Lingling felt that she was very clean, and she didn't want to continue washing, and it was very cold at night. Grandma said, it's not good, it's easy to get sick, so she brought uncle back forcibly gone."

Lingling looked worried about her parents, and said resentfully.

Wei Feng smiled lightly, and suddenly felt that she was very cute, so he touched Lingling's hair, and touched her skin along the way.

"Hi~"

Wei Feng pulled out quickly, almost a nervous reaction.

I just felt cold, freezing.

Touching Lingling is like touching an ice cube.

"hehe yes!"

Wei Feng laughed at himself, and muttered: "Lingling is just a little ghost, and not a painted skin ghost. Isn't this her original body temperature? How did you forget?"

Soon, a small path was found among the lush trees.

The path looks old and overgrown with weeds.

At first I thought it was Lingling pointing the wrong way, but after a closer look, I found that the plants on this path can be clearly compared according to the age and size above.

It wasn't until I saw houses standing tremblingly in front of me that I arrived at the village.

Lingling took Wei Feng's clothes and walked to a stone covered with trumpet grass, then wiped it clean with her small hands, and said: "Look at my village, my family and I were separated on this stone tablet. of."

The stele has been wiped to remove the green grass, and you can see the red lines on it, which are a few words: Liubu Village!

At the bottom of the stele, there are two traditional Chinese characters "Yin Yang", which seem to be at least a hundred years old. The writing is very simple, and the outline does not feel as strong as a dragon, nor as elegant as a phoenix.

Instead, it is full of weirdness. After people see it, it seems that the soul is sucked into it.

Lingling walked into the stele, turned around, and said with a happy face: "Thank you uncle, I may need to go home."

Wei Feng wanted to grab her arm, and said, "Isn't this your home, why are you leaving?"

"Uncle, my parents are underground, and I'm going to accompany them, so hurry up, I feel that there are many evil spirits in here."

After finishing speaking, Lingling touched her cheek, showing rows of white teeth again, and waved to Wei Feng, making a gesture of goodbye.

Wei Feng stretched out his hand, but it directly penetrated Lingling's body, as if he hadn't touched anything, not even the texture of a ghost.

Lingling changed materially, becoming little stars, spreading upwards, gradually condensing, and becoming a green gas.

Flying towards the stele quickly, immersed in it.

"This is the Yin-Yang Formation?"

Wei Feng exclaimed!
This yin-yang formation is a large formation for sealing off ghosts, even with Wei Feng's strength, it cannot be arranged.

Its lowest threshold is the level of a god.

"It seems that some masters have come here, but Lingling can live in the outside world for such a long time, which is not in line with the tactics of the big formation."

Wei Feng had some doubts and began to observe.

It was found that there was nothing abnormal, only the two characters of yin and yang, stretched to the same length.

This Taoism is about the long time and the short time, and it can be used in one go.

But these two words, it seems, should have been connected, obviously using the pen twice before they were successfully written.

"If you use this connection method, you can output Taoism twice, and the strength of the peak level of the great god can also be arranged!"

Wei Feng analyzed.

After simply looking around, there was no danger, so Wei Feng strode in.

The house is still the same as it was more than 40 years ago, even more in compliance with the Qing Dynasty.

Because it is relatively congested here, it is difficult to spread the outside world. Compared with the changes of the times, it is normal to not keep up.

It is a two-story small attic. It is clear that the front door is very clean, as if someone sweeps it every day.

"Is there someone?"

Wei Feng said strangely.

After all, there is a Daoist formation at the level of a peak god outside, so that the evil things inside are not allowed to go out.

Perhaps, that Taoist may not have died, but is still alive, living here peacefully.

Thinking of this, Wei Feng walked to the door of the two-story wooden building and made a soft "pop" sound.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

I yelled a few times, just when I thought there was no one there.

This door is open.

An old man came out from inside, holding an oil lamp, appeared with cloudy eyes, dry skin, expressionless eyes, and said strangely: "Who are you? What are you here for?"

(End of this chapter)