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I found that the skin under my palms turned into porcelain, and the skin exuded the luster of white porcelain. It didn't look very beautiful, but very weird.

Wu Ling's face remained normal, but both of her arms turned into porcelain.

The Wu family below are still quarreling and may not have noticed this change yet.

Wu Ling's body became heavy, his hands dropped, and his whole body was suspended by the rope.

The screams of three women rang out in the room.

Wu Ling suddenly fell, which was beyond their expectations and mine.

I was still holding Wu Ling's arm, and was pulled by Wu Ling and fell to the ground.

With a bang, Wu Ling's feet made a hole in the floor.

The three women fell into a heap, their hands bloody, crying, screaming and cursing.

I stared closely at Wu Ling in front of me.

Wu Ling's eyes were still open, but they had lost the texture of human organs.

Her face also turned into porcelain, just like the porcelain doll that Ye Qing carried back.

My heart was pounding, and I shouted "Wu Ling" several times, still holding her arm.

No, no soul...I can't feel Wu Ling's soul.

Where?

Where is her soul?

I looked around for it, a flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I suddenly looked up.

Under the roof beams above, where Wu Ling was hanging just now, there was a translucent figure floating there.

I breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly flew up again. Just as I was about to call Wu Ling, I suddenly saw the struggling expression on her face.

"Wu Ling!" I grabbed Wu Ling's wrist, "Hey, did you hear that? Wu Ling!"

Wu Ling still had an expression of pain and struggle on his face.

The Wu family below started to scream and argue again.

It's a spirit... I saw the coldness and alienation flashing across Wu Ling's face, and suddenly thought of the spirit that came on that stormy night.

Those three women, no, it was the Wu family's back-up plan that really created a spirit!

Wu Ling's soul remained deadlocked in the air for a while, then slowly fell.

I could only circle around Wu Ling, not knowing how to help her fight against this spirit, or how to help her get out of this fight.

Wu Ling's legs had already touched the porcelain doll. The look of pain on her face became more obvious and stayed on her face longer. But soon, that cold expression would appear suddenly again, and her body would sink even faster at this time.

"Wu Ling, you have to leave here with me. I, Ye Qing, only thought of this way. You have to leave with me first. Wu Ling!" I shouted anxiously.

Wu Ling's eyes moved, "No, if you leave... this thing..."

I understood instantly.

Wu Ling has been fighting against this spirit. She suppressed this spirit for several years, until on that stormy night, Chen Xiaoqiu's body, the soul-calling wind chimes, and Wang Hongyi's excitement stimulated it again.

I was sweating all over my forehead, "What should we do? Don't worry about it for now, you first..."

I couldn't finish my sentence mid-sentence.

How could this be ignored?

What kind of situation will arise if this terrifying spirit is released in advance?

You know, as soon as it was born, it began a non-stop "trial", killing countless people who deserved to die, or who were not guilty enough to die, or even innocent people. It just keeps getting crazier.

Can Ye Qing resist it at this time?

I'm afraid not.

If Ye Qing can do it, he should solve this problem if he finds Wu Ling's body.

"How could this happen..." I was a little impatient, "It must have some weakness... something..."

"Body...container...new..." Wu Ling almost came out word by word, struggling to capture the gap where he took the initiative and what he wanted to express.

When I heard what Wu Ling said, I was suddenly stunned.

"Give it, a body?"

Wu Ling nodded, and his expression changed in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Ling's soul sank into his body.

The Wu family was still arguing, but I ignored it and regarded it as noisy background noise.

I looked at the white porcelain doll, and a lot of things flashed through my mind.

A new body…

Wu Ling's intention was to give it a new body and separate it from himself.

new body...

Does Ye Qing know? Did he also think of this method?

So……

Chen Xiaoqiu......

A person who was resurrected from the dead, a person whose soul and body were not closely integrated, and who happened to be the person who later joined the demolition team of the Six Villages of Workers and Peasants...

My body was a little stiff, my fingers and feet seemed a little numb, and my heart and brain seemed to be frozen.

What's this?

destiny?

Or is it the result of what Ye Qing has planned for many years?

"How did she become like this? What did you do?"

"There's a ghost!"

"It's a monster, it's a monster!"

"No, it's them. They must have done some kind of magic!"

"Shut up, shut up all of you! And you three bitches, you actually want to kill me!"

"Woo..."

"Cousin, no, I was forced by them!"

"Obviously you were the one who brought it up first!"

"Okay, okay! Jian, what should we do now? This... thing..."

I stared at Wu Ling's body.

The Wu family moved her out from the floor. The young man fiddled with some things in a clever way and put talismans on Wu Ling's body, but it was of no use.

Someone took Wu Ling's cell phone and asked the young man in panic what to do with it.

The young man was impatient and shouted loudly.

The dreamland passed quickly.

With a bang, the door was knocked open.

There was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves outside the door.

I turned my head numbly and saw the ghosts running around in the Wu family's old house.

Liu Miao and Ye Qing entered the room one after another.

Ye Qing probably looked at me.

Liu Miao rushed to Wu Ling's side immediately, grabbed the young man's collar, and punched him severely.

Ye Qing quickly shifted his attention and checked Wu Ling's condition.

"Boss..." Liu Miao still held the young man's hands behind his back and called Ye Qing uneasily.

"Her soul is trapped inside. There are other things inside this body. Let's do this for now." Ye Qing stood up straight and turned to face the young man.

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" the young man shouted.

"Hundreds of years ago, in order to create a spirit of their own, the Wu family in Qingzhou recruited hundreds of ghosts and caused chaos throughout the city. Now, it should be the best time for history to repeat itself." Ye Qing said calmly. , "Don't worry, I don't have the strength of the Wu family in Qingzhou, so I just found a dozen ghosts to play with you. From now on, escape from the Wu family's old house, kill ghosts, or live in harmony with ghosts , even if you win; if you die, you will lose.”

Ye Qing took two steps forward, leaned down slightly, and faced the young man, "Behave well and don't embarrass the Qingzhou Wu family."

Liu Miao threw the young man to the ground with a strong hand.

He picked up Wu Ling and followed Ye Qing outside the Wu family's old house.

The two of them were traveling unimpeded, and screams of people kept coming from around them.

I felt a strange feeling in my heart.

Ye Qingneng went on a killing spree in the Wu family because of Wu Ling's death, so he would definitely not have any hesitation in sacrificing an irrelevant Chen Xiaoqiu in order to save Wu Ling.

Actually, I should have known this a long time ago.

He doesn't care about Chen Xiaoqiu's life or death. But I can't just watch Chen Xiaoqiu die.

Moreover, originally there was a conflict between saving Chen Xiaoqiu and saving Wu Ling. Now, by separating Wu Ling and that spirit, this conflict no longer exists.

I looked at Ye Qing's back and clenched my fists.