Brother is a bit bored

"Brother Zhao, I'll leave this place to you." Lu Jingyang said and chased upstairs.

The old ghost's house has only three floors in total, but Lu Jingyang couldn't easily catch up with Meng San and the others, because the entire stairwell was full of intertwined Tumi spirits.

This is not a house for people to live in, it is simply a haunted house. So many Tumi spirits cannot be cultivated in a short period of time.One can imagine how many innocent girls are buried under the roots of this evil underworld flower!

"Hiss, hiss—" I saw someone going upstairs, and the vines on the ground were wriggling around like snakes, and the red flowers on the tips of the vines were also releasing a strange fragrance.

As soon as he smelled that fragrance, Lu Jingyang felt as if he was in a beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

Astonishingly entered the illusion.

What came into view was red flowers everywhere. Lu Jingyang walked along the path covered with petals, only to hear a melodious singing from a distance, which made the scene even more beautiful.

What plane are you doing?

"Senior brother!" Meng San's call made Lu Jingyang slightly stunned, and frame after frame flashed in front of him, like a revolving lantern, flashed across his eyes, from the time he was born until he grew up and became a Taoist with Meng Qi Academic law, and falling in love with Mengsan...

However, when the revolving lantern turned again, it was the scene where he and Meng San had to separate because of public opinion and the opposition of Meng San's parents. In the end, Meng San married a beautiful woman under the arrangement of his parents. He went to the wedding scene to make a big fuss, but Meng San did not go with him, and finally gave birth to a pair of twins...

"This is your future..." A soft female voice came faintly, and then, the fiery red flower essence slowly appeared.

The flower spirit was flying in the air, staring straight at Lu Jingyang with a pair of coquettish eyes, "Our flower spirit has the ability to predict the future, you and him will not have good results, but I can help you..."

Lu Jingyang hooked his lips, "Oh, I would like to hear more about it."

Hua Jing said while dancing, "Exchange requires a price. I can change public opinion and the world's views on you, and I can also make his parents agree to you being together, but what do you want in exchange?"

"What do you want?" Lu Jingyang narrowed his phoenix eyes.

"How about giving me your 30-year lifespan?" Hua Jing asked.

"How about I give you 40 years?" Lu Jingyang said.

However, before Hua Jing could make a sound, Lu Jingyang had already grabbed her, "But you have to be able to take my life away."

Huajing was pinched so hard that she couldn't breathe, "You...you can't kill me, this...just...a clone of me, and if...I cough cough...disappear, you will stay forever In...here...cough cough cough..."

"How can the little illusion trap me." Lu Jingyang said as he strengthened his hand, and the flower essence finally turned into a red mist in his hand.

"You're not a man at all!" Hua Jing yelled a little before she was disillusioned.

Lu Jingyang wiped his hands in disgust, and then silently recited the meditation mantra.

After chanting the mantra, a strange light appeared in the illusion. He slashed at the light with a Tang knife, and the illusion was shattered, and he returned to reality in an instant.

The vines in the stairwell didn't dare to obstruct him any more, and even avoided them like snakes and scorpions.

The flower essence is really powerful, she can know all about his past, and even know his weakness, and use it to bewitch her.It's a pity that she underestimated Lu Jingyang's black belly. Since he can turn people around, he will never give up easily. The story was well written, but he didn't get to his point. If it was him, he would never give up even if he died. Meng San will not be handed over to others.

Even if Meng San will hate him in the end, he will never let go.

Without the hindrance of the vines, Lu Jingyang was unimpeded and soon reached the top floor.

At this moment, the old ghost and Meng San are confronting each other on the top floor.

Lu Jingyang saw a formation made of drops of blood on the ground, and Meng San was in the center of the formation at this moment, obviously trapped, and he was already in a state of sedation.

"Ah Ze!" Lu Jingyang called out anxiously, but Meng San didn't respond at all. It seemed that he was influenced by the formation and was also brought into the illusion.

The flower essence on the old ghost's shoulder was full of anger when he saw Lu Jingyang.

To be able to not be bewitched by the flower essence must have extraordinary perseverance. The old ghost looked at Lu Jingyang differently, "You really deserve your reputation, but your junior brother may not be so lucky."

Lu Jingyang stared at the formation that trapped Meng San, and said coldly, "The bloody formation, this kind of insidious formation not only consumes mana, but also backfires. It seems that you are risking your life and giving it a go."

"I didn't have a good life for a few days, but it's worth it to be able to hold you two backs, hahaha!" After saying that, the old ghost conjured a thorny vine out of thin air with his right hand and threw it at Lu Jingyang forcefully.

Lu Jingyang stayed still, leaning back to avoid the attack of the vines, and at the same time, with a wave of the Tang knife in his hand, he cut off a section of the vines.

Unexpectedly, after the vine was cut off, it quickly grew back by itself, even longer than before.

"Should die!" The old ghost roared sadly, and with his other free hand, he threw out a vine, which directly wrapped around one of Lu Jingyang's ankles.

Lu Jingyang couldn't help frowning at the pain from the thorns on the vines piercing his skin.

The old ghost manipulated the vine and swung it hard, but Lu Jingyang couldn't break free, and fell to the ground.

A bright yellow egg rolled out of his pocket.

"Bitch!" Lu Jingyang subconsciously reached out to grab that naughty naughty egg, but it jumped into the bloody formation on the ground.

"Whoohoo-"

The formation was touched, and a gust of wind roared out from the eye of the needle, blowing things on the roof to rattle.

Taking advantage of the old ghost and Hua Jing not paying attention, Lu Jingyang quickly cut off the vine wrapped around his ankle with a Tang knife.

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Meng San fell into the blood-fiend array and entered the illusion. What he saw was that his relatives and friends died one by one because of his impulsive recklessness. The first was Huang Yue and Zhao Ran, and then grandma, sisters Shen Lan and Shen Xi. In fact, even his parents who were far away in other cities were implicated and killed by evil spirits, and in the end it was Lu Jingyang!

"Your life is very good, but all your luck is obtained by sacrificing your relatives and friends, even the one you love the most. You are a plague god, and you will only bring misfortune and death to your friends." An ethereal voice lingered in Mengsan's ears.

"They will all die because of you, how can you bear it, put down the knife in your hand..."

Meng San didn't make a sound, but glanced around vigilantly, trying to determine where the sound came from.

But the other party was very cunning, and kept changing positions, "Meng Hongze, being a Taoist man is not your original intention at all. You should follow your initial feelings and do what you like."

"Tell me, what do I like?" Meng San asked.