Renew

It is not unreasonable for the Bone Owl to be so frightened. For so many years, not only sneaky people have been fighting for this pen, but even monsters have coveted it.

How powerful it is to turn the fake into the real, and turn the fake into the real. Unexpectedly, this pen did not fall into the hands of the sneaky and evil, but... made a contract with a mortal.

Hua Su had no expression on his face, "What exactly is Shen Du planning?"

Although the remnant soul that came out of the bone owl's body is thin, it can be seen that it is a young man in white clothes, but he shook his head when he spoke, like a fool, "I heard it a little when I was in Cangming City before. It was damaged, and its cultivation could not be restored, so Shendu ordered people to directly snatch the painting ghost, wipe its consciousness, and build one if it couldn't be snatched, it's really... the heart is higher than the sky!"

He paused and asked in confusion: "But the contract between your lord and the painting ghost has been abolished. How does your lord's cultivation have anything to do with his scrambling for the painting ghost and wiping away his consciousness?"

Hua Su glanced at him.

The Bone Owl shook, "Your Excellency, I will pretend that I never asked."

Hua Su's face was so cold that it was covered with ice, but he smiled when he heard the sound, "It turns out that he has already made two plans, how is the city now?"

Bone Owl replied: "Shen Du was afraid that the Lord would lead troops into the city from Lingdu and seal the city gate on that side. The ghosts in the city would be eaten up by Shen Du, and his realm just happened to meet a bottleneck."

"Eat ghosts." Hua Su said coldly.

Rong Li lowered his head, stopped breaking his fingers, and lightly put his five fingers together on the painting, always feeling a bit ashamed of the word "pen master", especially when it was said from Hua Su's mouth.

"What's the difference between what he's doing now and Cang Mingzun back then? He's just about to go to Tucun." Hua Su said coldly.

Rong Li slowly sat up straight and looked sideways to listen.

The Bone Owl hesitated to speak, and looked outside, fearing that the wall had ears, he said in a low voice: "A few years ago, I heard that Shen Du was brought back to the city by the adults, but I didn't really believe it, but the adults treated Shen Du very well at that time. It made all the ghosts envy."

Hua Su's lips moved slightly, and he pulled out a forced smile, "At that time, I expected him to regard the Nether Lord as a strong enemy and be ashamed of him, but now he is more and more like the Nether Lord."

Rong Li pursed her lips, drooped her eyelids, and coughed twice. She never knew that Hua Su would be nice to others.

Hua Su slapped her face to remove the chill in the night, and turned to Ling Zhi: "Stay away, don't let the ghost on your body chill her."

The bone owl is like eating a fly, "I have a weak ghost spirit, so I shouldn't be able to freeze people, my lord is wronged."

Hua Su glanced sideways.

The Bone Owl wanted to cry but felt that he was the extra one, so he simply said: "If you don't, my lord will take me back into the soul-raising bottle, at least the Taoist priest will not despise me."

Hua Su really pulled out the cork from the bottle mouth, making a gesture to stuff him in.

Rong Li said: "This bone owl only has such a little soul left, can it recover the soul in the bottle?"

Bone Owl is afraid of Hua Su, but not so afraid of this mortal, even if this mortal has become the master of painting.He was obviously pale in spirit, but his face flushed with shame and anger.He took a deep breath, full of momentum, but his voice was weak and low when he spoke, "I am not a bone owl, but live in the body of a bone owl. My name is Ling Zhi, but Ling Zhi with lofty ambitions."

Rong Liqian nodded, not knowing what to say.

The cork on the mouth of the bottle popped open, and the Taoist asked inside: "My lord, the poor Taoist is really going to be bored."

In a blink of an eye, Lexus was thrown back, and after a moment of silence he said: "I'm back, you shouldn't be bored anymore."

The two ghosts looked at each other speechlessly.

Hua Su put back the porcelain vase for nourishing the soul, and seeing that Rongli was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, he pulled her onto his lap, "Sleep, rest for a while, I'm frightened by pouring Lingmo, hurry up!" No."

Rong Li leaned on her lap, looked at her with his eyes open, and asked softly: "If Shen Du comes, how can I help you?"

Hua Su snorted, "If you walk far away with the painting ghost, you are helping me."

In Rongli's storybook, after others make love, it's like honey mixed with oil. I don't know why Hua Su is still so distant and indifferent, and I don't know who is the one who has practiced the way of ruthlessness.

"Look at what I do." Hua Su lowered his eyes, "Will you not be sleepy after seeing me?"

Rong Li shook his head, "You look good."

It was the first time Hua Su heard someone praise her for being good-looking. She found Shen Du from the corpse village, fought all the way back to Cangming City, beheaded You Mingzun, and crushed his spirit. Who cares about her? Immediately knelt down on the other side of the Blood River to pay homage.

She seemed to be scratched by a fox on the heart, it didn't hurt, but it seemed a little itchy, and she wanted to press that presumptuous paw on the tip of her heart.

Rong Li raised his hand and touched Hua Su's chin.

Hua Su's whole body froze, as if she had been slighted, and in a blink of an eye, her fierce phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a tiger looking at an antelope, and she seemed to be grinding her teeth quietly.

Rong Li withdrew his hand and disturbed the ghost, but he licked the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes as if to sleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she was pulled up, her temples warming.

Hua Su only touched it once, as if he was satisfied with this, he pressed his hand on Rongli's shoulder, intending to push her back.

Rong Li felt dizzy after this up and down, and simply grabbed Hua Su's skirt and sat up again.

The breath seemed to be submerged in the spring tide.

She unintentionally tore Hua Su's clothes embroidered with mantras wide open, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tore loose braids.

Five fingers passed through the braids, touched the clanging silver jewelry, and the cold same plant bell was on the back of her hand.

In the middle of the night, Rong Li was lying on Hua Su's lap, sleeping around her waist, when a scream came from a distance.

It was very shrill.

Then, the heavy rain poured down, the roof tiles were smashed and crackled, and the rumbling sound drowned out the woman's screams.

The rain came strangely, just as suddenly as when the fish demon came that night.

Rong Li woke up with a start, his head was turned upside down by the noise of the rain, and he regained consciousness instantly.She hurriedly looked out the door, sniffed again, but she didn't smell any fishy smell, it seemed that the rain wasn't caused by the fish in Dongming Lake.

Hua Su frowned, "What's the matter with the rain?"

Just as Rong Li was about to ask, she sat up and shook out the painting ghost from her sleeve.

The rain was falling fast, and the roof tiles seemed to be smashed, and they kept ringing overhead.

Rongli listened carefully, it seemed that the woman was still shouting, but the shouting was almost covered.

Hua Su stood up suddenly, "Monster Qi."

The evil spirit, could it be pouring spiritual ink?

Rong Li raised his arm, and drew a paper umbrella casually. The rain curtain outside the house was like a waterfall. Such an umbrella is probably useless in the rain.

Hua Su said coldly, "Let's go."

Rongli held up the umbrella and walked out of the temple with all her strength. She thought that the rain would penetrate the umbrella and be swept to her body by the howling wind.

As soon as she walked under the rain, the umbrella was not blown crookedly, and the rain was not blown, and she was still dry and dry. When she turned her head, she saw Hua Su resting her hand on the top of her hair.

Hua Su's face was cold, "The most annoying thing in the world is water, you can walk without getting wet."

Holding on to the umbrella, Rong Li ran towards the place where the woman screamed just now, the woman shouted for a long time, and now she could vaguely hear the shrill cry, her throat was tearing and she didn't stop.

Oddly enough, the streets were deserted.

There are not many people in this village, and every household should be very familiar with each other. If the relationship is closer, the whole village may be of the same clan.But the woman was screaming so badly that no one went out to take a look. Every house closed the doors and windows tightly, and even the lights were turned off.

Rong Li paused, "What do you think they are afraid of?"

Hua Su pulled back the edge of the umbrella to cover Rongli's back, "I'm not afraid of you."

In the rain, the woman's voice became softer and weaker, as if she could no longer shout.

When Rong Li was about to arrive, she suddenly saw the window of a wooden house beside her was still open, and when she turned her head, she saw a boy staring at her. Before she could speak, she saw the boy stretched out his hands behind him, Hold it away.

The window slammed shut, and then the lights were blown out, and the boy rustled in the room, crying, "Mother, mother, I'm afraid."

It was as if someone had slapped him, and the sound was very crisp.

A woman lowered her voice and said, "Don't make any noise!"

When they got to the place where the woman was crying, the room was already quiet except for the patter of rain.

Hua Su raised his palm and opened the closed door, only to see a beautiful woman lying on the ground, her eyes wide open, her hand pinching her neck.

A man in the room shivered in a corner, watching this woman strangle him to death?

Standing under the eaves, Rong Li put away the umbrella, and only glanced at the man, the man started screaming, his legs were still staring, his hands were covering his face, and he kept shouting: "Don't kill me!" ,Do not kill me--"

Hua Su waved a wisp of ghostly aura, and pushed the woman's hand away from her neck, only to see that there were only finger marks on her neck, and nothing else.

She frowned, "The evil spirit is gone, it didn't come from this mortal girl."

Rongli was puzzled, when his neck was strangled, he couldn't make any sound, but there were no other injuries on his body, so maybe he saw something frightening, and then strangled his neck.

She smiled apologetically, and said softly to the man huddled in the corner: "I didn't mean to intrude. I came from outside the village. I saw that every house in the village had their doors and lights turned off, so I had to follow the sound to find it."

The man's eyes were wide open, and he was so frightened that he let out a whoo-ho sound.

"What did you guys see just now?" Rong Li asked.

The man was speechless, his eyes were staring straight.

Rong Li took a step closer to him, the man rolled his eyes and passed out.

Hua Su turned to look outside, and heard the sound of rain, she said coldly, "When I see water, I get annoyed."

She was really annoyed, she took a step back into the room, and pulled out the beautiful woman's dead soul from the body.

The woman's soul was trembling, and she was so suppressed by Hua Su's coercion that she couldn't stand upright.

Hua Su grabbed her and said, "What did you see, who killed you?"

The woman said in a hoarse voice, "The black shadow, what a big black shadow, it grabbed my hand and made me strangle myself to death, save me, I don't want to die yet!"

Hua Su frowned: "Can't you see what that thing looks like?"

The woman trembled: "I can't see it, it's black, it's all black!"

Rong Li thought for a while, "Could it be... pouring spiritual ink?"

The woman shook her head: "This black shadow is in the village. I have heard of it often since I was a child, but this is the first time I have encountered it. I heard that it kills people without blinking an eye. I don't know if it is a ghost or some kind of demon."

"People in the village close their doors and windows at night, is it to guard against it?" Rong Li asked.

Although the woman was a dead soul, she still cried with snot and tears running down her face, "It's haunting and haunting, it's very scary! Even if you close the doors and windows, you can't prevent it at all. When the temple was still there, people in the village often went to worship. But it’s useless, that thing will come anyway, the villagers don’t believe in the gods in the temple, so they smashed the stone statue and don’t worship it anymore.”

Rong Li suddenly opened his mouth, it turned out that the temple had lost its incense and was smashed into a mess.

The beautiful woman cried: "My lord, help me, I don't want to die yet, my son is still young, luckily I sent him to grandma's house during the day, otherwise, otherwise..."

Hua Su let go of her hand, afraid that the beautiful woman would wipe her tears on her cuff, she asked coldly: "Why didn't it kill your husband, but killed you instead? What have you done these days?"

The beautiful woman shook her head frantically, "Apart from washing and cooking, what else did you do?"

Hua Su said softly, "I can't save you."

Rong Li took a step back, the death of this beautiful woman was too hideous, she couldn't bear to look at it any longer.

Hua Su simply said: "Let's go, ask others tomorrow."

Back in the temple, the rain was about to stop, the crackling sound of the roof tiles being knocked out was much lighter, and the raindrops as big as beans were already as thin as a cow's hair.

Standing there, Rong Li wiped the umbrella in his hand into black smoke, and suddenly remembered the blind girl he dreamed of on the mountain during the day. The girl said that it was going to rain, but... it actually started raining.

Hua Su glanced at her: "Why are you standing and sitting, do you still want to go out for a walk?"

Rong Li whispered: "I will sit if you don't sit, I still want to pillow your lap."

Hua Su clicked his tongue, unwilling to sit down, his appearance was gorgeous and cold, "Annoying."

Rong Li lowered his eyes and looked over.

Hua Su pulled the hem of her skirt uncomfortably, "Not yet."

Rong Li smiled, sat on the side without haste, and put his head on it.

The next day, someone passed by the ruined temple and muttered: "Chen Lin's wife is dead?"

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Sorry for being late, I'm not in good health recently