Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Obviously, he and Zheng Xuanli entered the illusion together and acted together, why did these ghosts regard Zheng Xuanli as an accomplice just to tell a story?

Treating them differently like this, even a demon hunter would feel hurt.

Kong Lingxiao sighed: "What do you want to tell us, can you tell us directly?"

A group of little ghosts looked at Kong Lingxiao with dark eyes, and collectively tilted their heads.

Although their faces are still ferocious, these children look a little cute like this.

"Can't tell..."

"Find her..."

"turn up……"

When it comes to appeals, the ghosts' language begins to fumble again, but they have their own way of telling others whatever they want.

Demonic energy surged out from several ghost kings, like a three-dimensional projection, and the illusion picture woven with magical energy moved forward rapidly, and soon reached a certain node.

Appearing in front of Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao was the orphanage on fire.

In the raging fire, an inhuman woman stumbled out. She seemed to be holding something in her arms, but after walking out of the fire, the woman lowered her head and found that there was nothing in her arms.

"Children, my children!"

The tortured woman's mind is not clear anymore, but the persistent obsession supports her. She asks for help from the people she comes and goes: "Save my children, save the children, they are all good children, they are all innocent Yes! Save them!"

But none of the gathered crowd wanted to pay attention to women.

"A dubious woman..."

"vicious……"

Every matchstick man cursed the woman and comforted Father Jonathan, who was kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly.

Father Jonathan told something, and the onlookers became more and more indignant.

"The crazy woman wants to burn down the orphanage!"

"Father Jonathan and Doctor Hongmuguo kindly took in so many people and gave her money to help her. I didn't expect that she wanted to burn down the orphanage just because she lost a pair of children!

"Oh my God, if you hadn't given the priest alms and left, you would have been killed like those poor children!"

Maliciousness and curses kept pouring into the woman's ears.

"Crazy woman..."

"Damn woman..."

The woman looked dazed, her mind had been destroyed by the day-to-day torture in the laboratory, but she still remembered that she wanted to save the children.

So she reasoned dumbly and repeatedly: "Save the children, save us... In the laboratory, the things made by the red-eyed people... The virus leaked... They all escaped, they are going to burn this place... ..."

But no one paid any attention to the woman. Under Jonathan's eloquent excuse, everyone resented the woman in the fire.

Maliciousness surged, and Amei, who was ignored, stood in the flames, her body was filled with flames, she covered her head, and screamed: "Ah, ah, ah! It hurts, I really hurt! Please, save the child them!"

Why, why no one is willing to save them, save themselves, save other people who were killed!

No one can hear Amei's words.

Because she is already dead.

died in the fire.

The idea of ​​saving the child became an obsession, and the woman's soul struggled to escape from the fire.

But even if they become ghosts, begging bitterly, no one saves them, no one is willing to save them.The woman was desperate, and the devilish energy surged in, sinking into the thin soul body that was scorched by the flames.

Ghosts who die in flames will become fire ghosts that attract fire, and ghosts must endure the pain of being burned by flames every moment——

This world is also so cruel to the ghosts of death.

Ah Mei's weeping eyes slowly turned red, and flames gradually ignited in the empty eyeballs.

Seeing that the desperate woman was going to be possessed by a demon because her hopes were shattered, suddenly, the oil-paper umbrella that Kong Lingxiao hadn't found before flew from nowhere, slowly landed, and stopped in front of Amei.

Kong Lingxiao was taken aback.

As if the ink was smudged, a man in black appeared under the umbrella holding something.The man's hands were stained with blood, and the oil-paper umbrella dangled to cover half of his body. He carefully held the things in his hands and put them on his chest.

"Who do you want to save? I'll help you." Under the oil-paper umbrella, a man's voice sounded, without the slightest emotion, with a sense of alienation and distance from everything.

Amei's crying stopped, hope was born in her eyes, and the flames in her eyes slowly dissipated.

The surrounding demonic energy gradually disappeared, and the woman knelt down in gratitude: "Save the children, good-hearted people, please save the children!"

The man holding the umbrella squatted down and looked at Amei. He held the things in his arms tighter and tighter. By fate, we will meet again."

Amei was originally a newborn soul, and she turned into a ghost relying on her obsession to save people. When she heard what the man said, she immediately let go of her breath, and her figure gradually dissipated: "Thank you, thank you!"

The ghost stained with flames dissipated in the same place, probably because her life was too bitter, so hard that the torture of the red-eyed man did not become her obsession. After she died, she only thought about her children. Hope left.

Ah Mui died, and those children whom Ah Mui cared about were killed long before Ah Mui, but because the souls of the children were weaker, they were left where they were, standing numbly in the fire.

On each of the broken faces, the black pupils were empty and numb, looking at the woman's soul through the flames. After a while, the lips of the two children in the center moved.

Vaguely broken two words.

"Mother……"

But Amei couldn't hear it anymore. She didn't find her child until she died. Her child, because of her mistake, left her forever with resentment.

After Ah Mei's soul left, the man holding the umbrella didn't stop, and actually wanted to rush into the fire.

Kong Lingxiao subconsciously wanted to block the opponent, the man walked past him like a blind man, the umbrella shook, and the object in the man's hand fell to the ground with a rumble.

What rolled down stained with blood was a stone-carved fox's head.The appearance of closing eyes and concentrating is extremely peaceful, and one can see a kind of compassionate relief.

However, the man holding the stone only had a scarf around his neck.

Kong Lingxiao was stunned.

"The head fell off again!"

The man squatted down, picked up the stone head, carefully carried it back into his arms, and walked into the fire holding an umbrella.

In a moment, the soaring devilish energy enveloped the orphanage, and the fire in the orphanage disappeared in an instant.

Father Jonathan, who was crossing himself to mourn the dead, fell to the ground and stared at the extinguished flames like a ghost.

"how come……"

The onlookers were also shocked, and subconsciously asked, "Father, what's going on?"

"It's nothing, this is our main apparition." Jonathan lowered his head, his face was a little blank, and he could only hear him muttering something in his native language.

"My lord, what is going on here... No wonder those people from the Red-eyed country hurriedly left the laboratory and retreated, and gave me money to destroy the corpse... Could it be that there are ghosts? It seems that I need to hire some people from the Hua country The Exorcist..."

Jonathan's expression was faintly tinged with madness.

Not far from Jonathan, a man holding an umbrella stood above him, and a group of unconscious lonely souls followed the man blankly, looking at Jonathan with pairs of pure black eyes.

After a while, the children all grinned.

The man turned the umbrella, and the endless demon energy poured into the bodies of the children behind him, and those dull souls returned to their lively appearance.

Pairs of eyes were stained red with hatred and blood, and they looked at everything in front of them coldly and resentfully.

The man's deep voice sounded: "Hate, resent to your heart's content, let hatred become the power of your soul, and then devour their evil souls, let them become your strength."

The dead child, Xiao Mao, Er Gou, Xiao Hua'er... and other souls were all agitated.

After receiving the man's order, the souls turned into black mist and surged out, entangled Jonathan, Wang Defu and others, and even more endless demonic energy rushed into the bodies of the other murderers who had already fled in a hurry.

Sickness and nightmares will haunt the murderers all their lives, and when they die, their souls will also become nourishment for the ghosts killed by them.

It was Jonathan who was the first to realize something was wrong. He felt that something was leaving his body, and his consciousness gradually became dull.

The children's souls hated the hypocrite in front of them so much, how could they let Jonathan and John and others go?

Jonathan clearly knows what the Red-eyed people are doing, and they have always been in a cooperative relationship. The Red-eyed people bought information from Jonathan, John and others, and the Red-eyed people dispatched people to transport treasures, and let Jonathan, John and others steal Take the Chinese cultural relics and leave without trace.

The wolf and the embarrassment are cooperating so closely, greedily biting the land and its people.

Now, the greedy demons have opened the box and unleashed disaster.

In the laboratory of the Red-eyed people, man-made plagues and plagues were released, and the homeless people and children in the laboratory were infected with the plague. In order to prevent exposure and prevent themselves from contracting the Black Death, the Red-eyed people Fleeing in a hurry, Jonathan, as a partner, did not stop doing anything. After feeding all the children a large amount of meth, he burned the bodies on the spot with a fire.

When Amei was burned to death, the child had already been poisoned to death for a long time, and the homeless man imprisoned before, Ergou and Xiaohuaer, who were already dying, were also thrown in.

Countless resentful spirits entwined towards their enemy, devouring the life force of the enemy. In just an instant, Jonathan aged a lot.

The souls of some homeless people, like Ah Mei, left and reincarnated after taking revenge. There were only a group of children who, because of too much resentment, absorbed the devil's energy and quickly grew into powerful ghosts.

Watching the ghosts whizzing by, Kong Lingxiao understood—it turned out that these ghost kings were born by a man holding an umbrella. Who is that man?

He stared at the fluttering oil-paper umbrella, but soon, the oil-paper umbrella closed and burned.

The man disappeared, leaving only a group of ghosts whom he bestowed power on.

The abnormality of the ghost soon attracted the attention of those who cared. Jonathan, who was aging rapidly, got the news that John had contracted a disease and died violently before returning to China. He looked grim when he died.In just a few days, Wang Defu and other accomplices were killed by gunmen while performing their mission, and Jonathan felt chills all over his body.

"They are back, those ghosts are back, they will bring disaster, Lord, please protect me!"

Jonathan prayed, but his Lord did not come, and the ghosts continued to gnaw at him, body and soul.

In the end, Jonathan dispersed his wealth and contacted several Fengshui masters in Huaguo, begging them to get rid of the ghosts for him.