After death with the master

At the beginning, when she heard Ning Sui say that she had no evil spirit, she was still secretly cursing Ning Sui in her heart, and Yang's mother, who was as useless as those Taoist winebags and food bags, also looked over after seeing Ning Sui's gaze.

Zhou He is indeed a person who can make people feel at ease no matter what time.

Mother Yang grasped the straw of hope almost instantly: "Did you see it?"

Zhou He didn't return her, but just looked at Ning Sui.

His expression was actually a bit complicated, and Ning Sui met his eyes, and heard Zhou He say softly: "...Do you still remember that I told you that your soul is actually much stronger than ordinary people, even if it is placed in Xuan Is the teacher one in a million?"

Chen Widow didn't understand why Zhou He said this suddenly, but Ning Sui understood.

His originally expressionless face became tense and cold almost instantly, and his hands also tightened suddenly, even with a faint killing intent to break through his body and stab straight out.

The September weather in Yuezhou was already cold, but Ningsui made them feel an even more terrifying chill.

Chen Widow rubbed his arm, his scalp was numb and wanted to ask Ning Sui something, but Ning Sui looked at Yang Ping'an.

And his gaze was undisguised with murderous intent, so that Yang's mother subconsciously blocked Yang Pingan, who was still kneeling on the ground, with a biting coldness.

Yang's mother's voice was trembling, and a pair of red eyes that had already cried stared at Ning Sui in horror: "What are you going to do?!"

Zhou He sighed, walked to Ning Sui's side, and gently held his hand.

In fact, Ning Sui's body temperature has not changed, but in his feeling, Ning Sui at this moment is colder than ever.

The icy coldness spread into his heart little by little along his hands, and Zhou He's breathing became a little heavy due to the twist.

The gaze he looked at Ning Sui was actually very gentle, but there were many emotions hidden in this gentleness, which seemed extraordinarily complicated.

Ning Sui's chill was truly conveyed to Zhou Hena.

But Zhou He's body temperature was also transferred to Ning Sui.

Not to mention that Zhou He would pull Ning Sui out of the endless nightmare: "It's okay."

He gently stroked his scarred right hand: "It's different."

Ning Sui closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, it returned to the way it used to be.

Only this time it was somewhat silent again.

Seeing that his whole body was relaxed, Zhou He let go of his hand, and gently rubbed his head: "Go back and rest, I'll take care of this matter."

"No need." Ning Sui said coldly, "He's still alive."

Although his killing intent has subsided, his voice is like ice slag: "He is provoking me."

Ning Sui didn't look at Zhou He, but he didn't knock Zhou He's hand off either, but his tone was somewhat cold: "You know that?"

Back in Tanzhou.

Ning Sui didn't think too much about it at that time, nor did he pay much attention to it.

But thinking about it now, Zhou He seems to have taken too long to ask Li Jin.

So he already knew, just didn't tell him.

Zhou He sighed lightly: "When will you be stupid?"

Having said that, in the end the clue was given by him.

Zhou He didn't choose to hide it, but it was also because he knew that there would be a day when he couldn't hide it.

Because the man really has his eyes on Ning Sui again, instead of letting the situation get out of control, it's better for him to remind him first.

It's just Ning Sui's brain...

Maybe he is so insensitive to emotions, but he can quickly guess many things.

Not to mention that these things are very sensitive to Ning Sui.

Seeing that Ning Sui was silent, Zhou He patted the back of his head: "I have something to tell you when this matter is over."

If you can make the children feel at ease, hate him if you hate him.

The origin of everything lies in him.

Chen Widow and Yang's mother were confused by their conversation.

But before Chen Widow asked, Zhou He explained to Yang's mother: "Mrs. Yang, your son was indeed not bent over by evil spirits. Someone's soul merged into his soul."

He slowly said: "I don't know if Ma'am has heard of the body of yin before? Some people are born with a lack of yang, and it can't be made up for by changing their name and surname. And this kind of people's soul is easy to separate, and it is easy to combine with human soul. Even if a person with a strong physique and good soul is fused with the soul of another person, at most he will have a dream with others when he dreams back at midnight, which is not a big deal. But if a person with a weaker soul fuses with the soul of a person with a strong soul, he will assimilate."

"Just like your noble son." Zhou He paused: "It's okay if it's a mysterious master, with spiritual power to protect the body, but it's hard to bear. But if it's an ordinary person, it will lose other sanity, and only focus on the obsession of the strong. Your son's fused soul must be a scholar who studied hard in a poor window, and he has a very resolute spirit."

Mother Yang was stunned for a while, but she didn't understand much, but it didn't matter, she only cared about one thing: "Then can my son come back?"

Zhou He said softly: "Yes, don't worry. But I have to find the scholar who has lost his soul first, and I have to gather those who have melted the soul of the scholar together."

Mother Yang immediately said: "Then I'll invite them over here."

"Don't worry." Zhou He comforted her: "Let me figure out where the scholar is first."

The human soul is not so easily dispersed.

Even if it is a body of pre-yin, if it is not on the verge of death, it will not disperse.

In particular, even if the scholar's soul is only a little bit, it can occupy a dominant position in Yang Ping'an's body, so he must be very resolute.

Before Zhou He could speak, Ning Sui took a step forward, but he didn't want Yang's mother to take another step back to protect Yang Ping'an tightly when she saw him approaching Yang Ping'an.

She still remembered Ning Sui's killing intent towards Yang Ping'an.

Ning Sui didn't move.

Zhou He said lightly: "My apprentice wants to take a drop of your son's blood for me to calculate."

The scholar's soul has been completely fused with Yang Ping'an, and even Zhou He couldn't pull it out directly.

Not to mention that he only saw other souls in Yang Ping'an. He didn't know the scholar's name, appearance, and had no clues, so he could only use blood essence to calculate.

Mother Yang hesitated for a moment, but still refused to give in.

In the end, Chen Widow, who had been transparent for a long time, said weakly: "Brother Ning, why don't I come?"

So Ning Sui retreated to the original place and stood beside Zhou He.

Although Zhou He knew that Ning Sui didn't care what others thought of him, nor did he care about others' fear of him, but Zhou He still wanted to appease him.

He patted Ning Sui's head, his tone was gentle, and he smiled a little: "From now on, we can just ask Widow Chen to go and let him practice his hands. He has nothing to do left and right, so you can save it for me."

Widow Chen: "..."

I know I'm useless, but bro, can you keep your voice down?

Having said that, Widow Chen was very happy.

Because he felt that what Zhou He said meant that he would take him away with him in the future.

He is willing to be a waste material or a transparent person, as long as he can follow the two gods, everything is fine.

After all, both Ning Sui and Zhou He are people he admires.

Under Zhou He's instruction, Chen Widow took a little blood from Yang Pingan's fingertip.

Although Yang Ping'an was talking about it, the good thing is that he doesn't attack people and doesn't move around. When taking blood from his fingertips, he was still reciting poems and articles with words.

The three mysterious masters present did not take the imperial examination, so they could not understand his culture.Ning Sui knew that Qiu Wei and Chun Wei had to be a prince, otherwise they might not be standing here now.

Zhou He used his spiritual power to guide the blood to divination.

With his ability, it didn't take too much time. The drop of blood formed a very thin and almost invisible blood line around his body, and then he twirled his fingers.

When the fingertips he was rubbing stopped, the line of blood also fell to the ground.

Mother Yang looked at Zhou He nervously, and Zhou He sighed regretfully: "He is dead."

As soon as these words came out, Yang's mother suddenly felt that the sky was dark for a while, and she was about to faint on the spot. She braced herself and asked tremblingly: "Then my son..."

"Don't worry." Zhou He said softly, "I will save the scholar's soul, but I have to trouble you to bring the other four sons."

Mother Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly recruited the maid who was waiting at the side, she moved her lips, and then changed her words again: "Forget it, I will go and invite people here in person, so you can entertain the three mystic masters."

The maid hurriedly bowed her head in response.

After Yang's mother left, Widow Chen asked: "Brother He, is this how to solve this matter after the salvation?"

He couldn't believe it: "Is this the power of a peak profound master... 500 taels are just like this???"

Zhou He stroked the tip of his chin: "It's not resolved."

Chen Widow heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it wasn't really that easy, so Zhou He leisurely added: "But the 500 taels can indeed be obtained, and the reason why we can't solve it is because we still have to do follow-up finishing work for free."

Widow Chen: "?"

Zhou He guided him: "Why did the scholar die?"

Chen Widow stupidly: "Ah? Isn't it because his soul is gone...?"

"After death, if a person does not enter reincarnation, he will become a demon." Zhou He sighed: "But the soul of the scholar is just scattered, not a resentful soul."

Chen Widow felt that he understood a little bit, but he didn't seem to understand anything, so he could only ask weakly: "Does that mean there are problems behind this?"

Yes.

Ning Sui looked at Yang Pingan, who was still kneeling on the ground, chanting all kinds of poems and essays, even a little confused, with frighteningly cold eyes.

Although the pre-yin body is not so rare that there are only a few in the entire Ning Dynasty, it is not so rare that it appears only five or six times like now.

It also happened that there was a scattered soul that merged with others, and they happened to run into each other.

After a person's soul is dispersed, the body will automatically stop all operations, and the "resurrection from death" will not occur until the soul returns.

It stands to reason that Zhou He could condense the scholar's soul and send it back to the scholar's body, but someone killed the scholar after the scholar's soul dissipated.

This also led to the "assimilation" of scholars with these sons.

Ning Sui looked at Zhou He, Zhou He understood what he meant without him asking any further questions: "The result of divination is that the heart was pierced."

He paused: "It doesn't have to be him, maybe this scholar has provoked some kind of enemies... Let alone be it."

Zhou He smiled, lowered his eyelids slightly to cover the look in his eyes, and said softly, "With me here, he can't touch you."

In the past, Zhou He didn't care about Ning Sui, and didn't take this apprentice too seriously. He was nice to him just because of a little guilt, but then it was different from now.

If he dares to move him...

A red light flashed across Zhou He's eyes.

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