The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Ji Wuchen tried his best to suppress the surging emotions.

"Yan Bao, let dad see your sea of ​​consciousness."

Xiaoyanbao asked him.

"Dad, what is the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Ji Wuchen nodded her forehead.

"Inside."

Xiao Yanbao nodded.

"Okay, linemen, don't stop daddy, this is Yanbao daddy! Dear daddy!"

The threads twisted and twisted in various ways, and then intertwined themselves together in a mess, forming a black ball and shrinking in the sea of ​​Xiaoyanbao's consciousness.

Ji Wuchen checked Xiaoyanbao's sea of ​​consciousness again.

The force that repelled and blocked him no longer existed.

However, he didn't see anything else in Xiaoyanbao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Wuchen frowned a little more.

"Yan Bao, put the charm on your forehead."

Xiao Yanbao obediently obeyed.

The three talismans were firmly attached to his forehead.

Ji Wuchen looked again.

Xiaoyanbao's sea of ​​knowledge is still empty, and there are no so-called threads that the little guy mentioned.

But... the power in the little guy's sea of ​​consciousness is surging, and there is also a fierce evil aura that he is trying to suppress.

Ji Wuchen, as the last head of a witchcraft family that has been passed down for thousands of years, has the purest witch bloodline from the four countries of Kyushu. He was born with yin and yang eyes. He learned all the spells in the Ji family library before he was seven years old, and even created his own. With the magic of divine concealment, he defeated all the elders and the previous head of the Ji family at the age of ten, and took the position of head of the Ji family.

It is said that his witchcraft can revive human flesh and bones, but that is an exaggeration.

But even so, he still couldn't see what was going on in his daughter's head.

Ji Wuchen had to ask Xiao Yanbao.

"Yan Bao, what color are the threads you are talking about? What do they usually... eat? Do zombies have... powers?"

Zombies don't have souls, otherwise they wouldn't be zombies.

The soul that Xiao Yanbao mentioned is most likely the power of zombies.

Xiaoyanbao explained softly.

"Dad, the threads are black, but today Yan Bao saw... golden ones. They... don't seem to care about anything, and everything they caught was given to Yan Bao."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

There are actually inhuman beings in this world. As the former head of the Ji family of the witch clan, Ji Wuchen has never heard of or seen it?

Absolutely ridiculous!

Ji Wuchen didn't believe it and checked again.

Still nothing found.

Xiao Yanbao blinked and understood the confusion in Ji Wuchen's eyes.

"Dad, do you want Yan Bao to let the threads play with you?"

Ji Wuchen nodded without hesitation.

"it is good."

Xiao Yanbao laughed happily.

"Threads, let's play with daddy!"

The threads formed into balls in Xiaoyanbao's sea of ​​consciousness ran wildly out.

Go straight to Ji Wuchen.

Ji Wuchen couldn't see anything.

However, he could detect a powerful force that was so terrifying that he was suddenly released from Xiao Yan Bao's sea of ​​consciousness and headed straight for him.

Tiangang Zhengqi was thrown out from his fingertips, and Ji Wuchen retreated while waving his sleeves to form an array.

As a result, the formation was only one-third complete, and the terrifying and mysterious power had already surrounded him.

It was definitely less than half a centimeter away from his body.

The threads did not touch Ji Wuchen's body.

After all, the opponent is now surrounded by Tiangang righteousness.

Really stick to it.

They didn't control their strength well and were very likely to throw Ji Wuchen away.

Xiao Yanbao watched the threads circle around her father, and she herself stayed from her father's arms and followed the threads around Ji Wuchen.

"Dad, was it fun?"

Ji Wuchen: "..."

He felt like he was surrounded by dangers and could die at any moment.

But when his daughter Baba stared at him with her big eyes, he could only smile and nod against his will.

"Fun."

Xiao Yanbao cheered.

"Dad, let's play some more. Dad, do you want to try to catch the threads?"

Ji Wuchen: "..."

He couldn't even see those so-called threads.

How to catch it?

But after her daughter said it, Ji Wuchen nodded dotingly.

"it is good."

Xiao Yanbao grabbed a piece of thread and pushed it in front of him.

"Daddy, give it!"

Ji Wuchen looked at her daughter's little hand that was holding nothing but tightly, and silently reached out to take it.

As soon as the thread touched, Ji Wuchen touched it and slid out like a loach.

Xiao Yanbao stared at it.

"Don't run!"

The thread twisted into an S-turn in the air, and then ran faster.

Xiao Yanbao sighed.

Explain to Ji Wuchen like a little adult.

"Dad, the threads are more lively. They run very fast. If you want to catch them, you must run faster."

Ji Wuchen, who couldn't see anything, said, "Okay."

Just like that, the father and daughter started running in circles on the altar in front of Ji Yunwan's tomb.

During the journey, Ji Wuchen used the talismans several times to test, but the talismans were all intact and sent back by the mysterious and terrifying power.

I don't know how long I ran. Xiao Yanbao yawned while running.

"yawn……"

Ji Wuchen stopped and picked her up.

"Yan Bao, are you sleepy?"

Xiao Yanbao felt very sleepy and tired.

I can barely open my eyelids.

"Dad, let's go back to... Xiangguo Temple. Feng Mian Guoguo and the others are still there."

Ji Wuchen's mouth twitched when he heard the words Xiangguo Temple.

"Were Yan Bao and those two boys at Xiangguo Temple before?"

Xiaoyanbao was so sleepy that he could hardly hear the milky voice.

"Yes~Master Qingyun said that he would go back to Xiangguo Temple and wait, because...because the Ji family had an appointment with Xiangguo Temple a hundred years ago. As for...when he joins the world...he will visit Xiangguo Temple first."

Ji Wuchen listened and curled his lips silently.

Unexpectedly, there is someone in Xiangguo Temple who understands.

But... the place where my daughter and the others went was not the Xiangguo Temple.

It was the ghost created by the white bones and black fractures.

They are still more than ten miles away from the real Xiangguo Temple.

When Xiao Yanbao said this, he added softly.

"Feng Mian Guoguo said, let's go to... Xiangguo Temple and light... a long... ever-bright lamp for my mother."

Ji Wuchen: "..."

Ji Wuchen kissed her daughter's soft cheek.

"Yan Bao, believe dad, your mother-in-law must still be alive."

Xiao Yanbao has fallen asleep.

But he still made a humming sound.

The corners of his mouth curled up in his sleep.

Ji Wuchen felt warm in his heart.

He looked towards the dark night sky and spoke in a low voice.

"Awan, no matter where you are, I will definitely find you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Wuchen suddenly thought of something.

He used his yin and yang eyes and witchcraft to see through the soil and coffin, and found that the coffin was empty.

Xiao Yanbao also discovered it at that time.

How did Xiao Yanbao "see" it?

Even if Xiao Yanbao has yin and yang eyes, the abnormal things he can see are ghosts.

Instead of penetrating through physical objects such as earthen coffins and coffins.

Ji Wuchen hurriedly called to the little guy in his arms.

"Yanbao? Yanbao?"

Xiao Yanbao's belly was heaving together.

"Huh...huh..."

Ji Wuchen couldn't laugh or cry.

He could only hold the little guy and go straight to the so-called "Xiangguo Temple".

Feng Mian Guo Guo and Yan Baolai, I hope they are bolder.

Otherwise, he would have to help them hunt for their souls later.