Death Spell

Chapter 205

Hearing the name Sang Xie said, Anya and Le Wenyao looked surprised.

What does it mean to have no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes? It takes no effort to get it.

Or in other words, all of this is doomed.

Lingyu has a pair of real yin and yang eyes, the left pupil is amber, and the right pupil is light blue.There is a black halo outside the pupil color, as long as you look at her, you will be unconsciously attracted by the mysterious color inside.

She stood where she was, and although her face was covered with a veil, it could be seen that she was smiling from the exposed part.

"Ah Xie, Ya, long time no see." Her voice was gentle and refreshing, she glanced at Le Wenyao, especially this white hair, narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked doubtfully, "...Ah Yao?"

Le Wenyao heard Ling Yu calling her name, still the word "A Yao", and Sang Xie had called her before.Le Wenyao understood in her heart that although these two words refer to her, they are not her.

It's just that she doesn't know why she is so afraid of this woman.Being watched by her, Le Wenyao's body unconsciously shrank behind Sang Xie, tilted her head, and asked, "You...you know me?"

Ling Yu nodded slightly, turned around to look at those people, and sighed: "It happens that I'm getting impatient too, since I have a friend coming from afar, I won't delay."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly disappeared, returned to the place where she was standing just now, and walked to the willow branch bound by the red thread, ignoring the man beside him who was babbling in great pain.

Then he took the purple bead string from his wrist, folded his hands together, and chanted a spell that others could not understand.

Le Wenyao just stared at Ling Yu's side, frowning uncontrollably, she felt that her body was not right.

Especially now that the aura emanating from Ling Yu's body is not ordinary fear, it is fear from the heart. Le Wenyao has never felt this kind of feeling for more than twenty years.

"She..." Le Wenyao curled up in Sang Xie's arms uncontrollably like a frightened cat.

Sang Xie was always puzzled what was going on, raised her hand to hug Le Wenyao tightly, and said to Anya, "What's wrong with Wenyao?"

Anya didn't know Le Wenyao's reaction at first, but she thought of the causal relationship between them.

"Zhuo Yao's soul body was once captured by Ling Yu's sister Zhao Yu, and this fear...has already permeated the soul. There are very few soul bodies in the hands of soul casting masters like Wen Yao who escaped, so we don't It's not clear how much they fear us."

After An Ya finished speaking, her brows sank slightly, as expected, some things had to be faced after all.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Wen Yao, I'm here." Sang Xie felt the slightly trembling figure in her arms, her heart ached so much that she deepened her hug, and whispered: "I will never let you go through this again, no !"

But the deeper the hug, the more she could feel Le Wenyao's fear, and Sang Xie's heart seemed to be pierced by thorns.

If it wasn't for her, Le Wenyao wouldn't have experienced these pains, which didn't belong to her.

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Time passed slowly, and a shallow moan spread from the depths of the forest. This voice seemed to be disturbed by someone, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"It has appeared, it has appeared." The blind man who was babbling just now suddenly forgot the pain, and scrambled out, shouting as he walked, "Don't take me away, don't take me away. "

The scene was chaotic in an instant.

The voice was very special, and to be exact, it was pleasant to hear. Sang Xie and Anya also heard it.Sang Xie hugged Le Wenyao tightly and looked towards Lingyu, only to see her straight figure standing there, motionless.

Ling Yu muttered a few more words, then slowly opened her eyes, and there was a figure reflected in those strange-colored pupils.

"Death is imminent, and you are still so rampant, I will definitely send you to hell, so that you will never be free!" Ling Yu smashed the bracelets in his palms, clasped his fingers tightly, and sprinkled a wisp of purple smoke into the air .

A faint fragrance came over my face, and after a while, I heard the woman's heavy breathing, as if she was gasping for air, making her uncomfortable.He wanted to run out, but found that the surrounding area had already been surrounded by a net, and there was nowhere to escape.

And the purple mist was firmly stuck to the soul body, and a cloud of purple mist was seen wandering around in the forest.

Ling Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "You're pretty good. If you're not in a hurry, I really want to take you in. In a minute, you'll be turned into sewage, and you'll be fertilizing the forest."

"Save me..." The female ghost's murmur spread in the forest, "Save me... Ya..."

Before Lingyu frowned, she saw Anya not far away, pulling off a long hair, tying it into a yellow talisman and throwing it into the air. The faint fragrance disappeared instantly.

"Ya?" Ling Yu called out coldly.

Anya folded the yellow talisman in her hand into a paper crane, and nodded slightly towards Lingyu: "I'm sorry, if it's someone else, I will definitely not take action, and she... is someone I know."

Lingyu flicked his wrist expressionlessly, and the powdered purple bead string returned to its original shape, and said with a smile: "This is the Rashomon that my sister built for catching souls. When I came here to collect my soul, I died here for no reason. Those who dare to make trouble in my place must not be ordinary evil spirits, so they have a connection with you."

"This is...you...the Rashomon you built, who are you!?" Several people behind looked at Lingyu's back in surprise.

It seems to know something important.

"I know that the existence of this place is no secret in the industry. You have wanted to find out for a long time." Lingyu looked back at them, narrowing his eyes slightly, "So... I posted a post on the Internet to recruit some capable people. People and strangers came to catch ghosts, but I didn’t expect it to be so unbearable, if you can’t take it, you still have to give it away, you are ashamed of your ancestors.”

There was a hint of disdain and sarcasm in Ling Yu's tone, as he spoke, he glanced at Sang Xie in the distance, only to see that she was still hugging the white-haired woman tightly, looking back at Anya, and said, "Ya, my people can't be white." Death, if I insist on robbing, will you kill me like Ah Xie did back then?"

Before An Ya could respond, Ling Yu's brows darkened, and he came to Anya in a flash, raised his hand and shook it.

"Your eyes? Who has the ability to treat you like this?"

Le Wenyao, who had been huddled in Sang Xie's arms, gradually got used to this kind of depression. Although she didn't go to see it, she knew from listening that Lingyu actually had a very good relationship with the demon girl and witch.

Even though she was slightly disdainful just now, when she saw Anya was hurt, her tone was not only surprised, but also distressed.

"I'm here to find you." Anya said simply and clearly.

Ling Yu knew that there were some things that it was inappropriate to say here, so she nodded and said, "My car is outside, go back to my place first and then talk about it."

"Then them?" Anya pointed to those who came here for their fame.

"People who overestimate themselves have always had their own fate. But I know that you have always been kind and can't bear to kill. Since they have the ability to come here, they have the ability to go out. I will not make things difficult." After Ling Yu finished speaking, he glanced Sang Xie, especially the tearless mole under her eyes, narrowed her eyes slightly: "Come with me."

Sang Xie slowed down for a while, looked at the direction Ling Yu left, and whispered to Le Wenyao: "Wen Yao, shall I carry you away?"

Le Wenyao lowered her head and shook her head to signal that she didn't need it, "I can do it myself, I'm fine." Thinking back to the self just now, it's ashamed to be thrown away eighteen blocks away.

Sang Xie understood the meaning of these words, so she didn't say much, picked up Anya on her back, led her, and walked towards the direction Ling Yu left.

At the end of this stone road paved with hexagrams, there is a wall. Lingyu's figure suddenly disappeared. Sang Xie did not hesitate. The three of them passed through the wall, only to find that they had returned to the main road they had just passed by. on the way.

Le Wenyao looked around, feeling that all this was incredible.

Staring at the commercial vehicle in front of him, the two men had already been rescued by Lingyu. One of the men saw Sang Xie appearing, and before breathing out, Lingyu smiled coldly, "It's normal if you can't fight, so don't worry about it." It's embarrassing. After those people come out, you two should close this place."

The two men looked at Lingyu puzzled, and said in unison: "Boss!?"

"Since you're calling me boss, don't talk nonsense." Ling Yu walked around them, opened the driver's door, looked back at Sang Xie, and said with a smile, "Get in the car, and we'll talk about it after returning to my place."

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The way the car left Linjiacun was the same as leaving Rashomon. Seeing Lingyu speeding up and passing through a wall, Sang Xie, who was sitting in the co-pilot, shook her head helplessly. She still liked excitement and pranks just like that time , Sure enough, the years can change many things, but the nature cannot be changed.

The moment the black car passed through the wall, it circled out from behind the garage in the high-speed service area.

"Hey, here?" Le Wenyao raised his finger and pointed at the black car he parked, and blinked.

"Why, isn't Ayao afraid of me?" Lingyu glanced at Le Wenyao in the rearview mirror, jokingly said, and at the same time took out a lollipop from the drawer and handed it to her, "Don't be afraid, I It won't do anything to you."

Le Wenyao had the illusion of being treated like a child, but she still took the lollipop and snorted softly, "I'm not afraid of you."