Buried fire

This is the first time Yin Zhu has gone downstairs since he lived in Lu Huanyi's house for so many days.

As soon as I stepped downstairs, the Yin Qi mixed in the cold air rushed towards my face. The disturbing cold that only corpses and innocent souls have makes my scalp tingle. The deeper you go, the more this is the case. Hearing the mournful ghost cry, Yin Zhu narrowed his eyes, and dodged to the downstairs of the most sinister building.

The old cloth strips at the entrance of the corridor lay there quietly, and there was still Lu Huanyi's breath on the stairs.

"How can I help you?" Lu Huanyi held the thing out of his butt pocket in the palm of his hand, "Extend you?"

"Hmm..." The female ghost stood up and pulled her hair behind her ears, "You have a lot of yin."

Lu Huanyi was stunned.

"You are the most sinister living person I have ever seen... even some ghosts who have just died can't compare to you," the female ghost said with difficulty, twisting her wrists for a little stability , "Using your blood can offset the resentment on my body. I have been robbed before. Ordinary salvation is useless."

The father and son who were killed by her were probably devoured by resentful ghosts, and those resentments were transferred to her body and locked her here. Lu Huanyi touched his chin, "You want me to bleed?"

"Well," the female ghost narrowed her eyes, and her already terrifying face became even weirder, "Can you...?"

Lu Huanyi stared at the female ghost for a while, his eyes were a little dull, and he suddenly grinned, "It's fine, but you have to tell me, do I look like an idiot?"

The female ghost suddenly stopped, not even having time to put away the pitiful and terrifying expression on her face.

"Take it easy next time you liar," Lu Huanyi smiled at her, "But there won't be a next time."

The female ghost finally came back to her senses. She didn't know which link she made a mistake that made Lu Huanyi say that she was lying so definitely, but once her purpose was exposed, she no longer pretended to be pitiful. Hehe laughed, "Do you think you can leave after you come?"

"It's true that I can't beat you, but take a closer look," the female ghost took a step back. Even though there was no wind blowing in from the windows and corridors, the dust on the ground kept floating and swirling, even the dirty cotton wool on the sofa. I was moved a little, "There are ghosts all around."

Lu Huanyi was taken aback.

The formation of this ghost farm has not been completely broken, at least the concealment is still intact, as long as the ghosts refuse to show themselves, no one will be able to find them.

Lu Huanyi couldn't feel the Yin Qi anymore, and he didn't even notice their existence.

As soon as the female ghost's voice fell, human figures gradually appeared in the room, one by one, shoulder to shoulder, the whole living room, the sofa, the tea table, and even in front of Lu Huanyi were full of ghosts. Their eyes looked at Lu Huanyi, and their lips were slightly parted. None of them had their own consciousness, but as soon as Lu Huanyi moved, they immediately stared at him.

"...Hey." Lu Huanyi clicked his tongue.

"Tell me, how did you find out that I was lying to you?" the female ghost looked at Lu Huanyi and asked.

"I didn't see it," Lu Huanyi clicked his tongue again, revealing the sharp blade in his hand. With a light grip, the blade cut the palm of his hand, and the blood from the wound did not fall down, as if he was consciously entangled. On Lu Huanyi's wrist, the female ghost was taken aback, seeing the greedy look in his blood-red eyes, "I fucking lied to you."

The female ghost was taken aback for another moment, and then screamed strangely, the sharp voice almost piercing the eardrums, and those absent-minded ghosts immediately came back to their senses, and rushed towards Lu Huanyi.

Beads of blood immediately scattered around Lu Huanyi and formed a barrier to block the ghosts with their sharp claws. They slapped the barrier vigorously with their heads and palms, and the wailing from the depths of their throats seemed to shatter the entire floor.

so annoying.

Lu Huan thought.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound from upstairs, with the smell of blood and dust.

Yin Zhu turned over on the step fault, and walked quickly to 204. The door of the house was wide open, but it was pitch black inside. Yin Zhu squinted his eyes to faintly see a figure walking out inside.

"Uncle Yin?" Lu Huanyi walked out, and Yin Zhu could see that the padded clothes he was wearing had many holes, and there were many small wounds on his face that were still oozing blood. He was so relaxed when he went out, his face was a little pale, "Are you willing to go out?"

"Here..." Yin Zhu frowned, stepped forward and pulled Lu Huanyi behind him, turned his head and stared at the door, he could feel something alive at the door, wriggling, crawling towards them bit by bit out.

"Well, there is a ghost," Lu Huanyi stood behind Yin Zhu, grinning, "But I blew up all of them, and there was not one left."

After the voice fell, the thing crawling outside the door was silent, as if it had suddenly disappeared into the air.

"It's a ghost farm." Yin Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, finished his words, turned his head to look at him, and finally grabbed Lu Huanyi's hand and raised it to have a look, the wound on the palm was still bleeding out.

"Huh?" Lu Huanyi was stunned for a moment, blinked, the dust on the eyelashes fell lightly, he raised his hand to rub it, and smiled, "No wonder there are so many ghosts."

He lived in a ghost farm.

It was originally a shelter built by a Taoist priest to help lonely ghosts with nowhere to go. It was sparsely populated, but the yang energy was strong enough to suppress the lonely ghosts. Until the underworld ghost messenger came to take them away.

In this way, those lonely and wild ghosts will not be used by those with a heart to become ghosts and cannot be reincarnated, nor will they be taken away by little Taoist priests who are full of justice.

At the same time, a formation to control Yin Qi was left, so that they would not hurt the people who lived here.

Later, the Taoist priest passed away, but the method of trapping ghosts and controlling Yin Qi remained, and was eventually used by someone with a heart, leading countless ghosts into the formation to let them fight each other, and using lonely ghosts as nourishment, thus Raise the most vicious ghosts to cause harm to the world.

This formation was called the ghost farm by later generations.

Yin Zhu squeezed the back of Lu Huanyi's hand, "What are you going to do?"

"Hey, it's okay, the formation is broken, otherwise those ghosts wouldn't have come out," Lu Huanyi pulled his hand back, but didn't pull it out, "They surrounded me, I have no place to cast a talisman, so I just use Blood is the medium to blow them up to ashes, I am handsome."

"Handsome." Yin Zhu responded, and pulled Lu Huanyi two steps away.

Yin Zhu's palms were very hot, almost as hot as a patient with a fever. Lu Huanyi was holding his hand and couldn't pull it back, so he simply stopped pulling it out and followed him step by step, stepping on every step. In the dust of dilapidated corridors.

After they walked out of the building together, Lu Huanyi pasted four talismans at the entrance of the corridor, took off his scarf, and tied a knot on the handrail of the stairs. The scarf was still stained with his blood, which was enough to help the talismans stay in place. The formation here no longer attracts ghosts.

Although the formation of the ghost farm has been broken, the remaining yin energy will still attract many unclean things.

Lu Huanyi was also just in case.

"There were a lot of cloth strips here, and the stairs were smashed. I thought it was just ordinary people who were afraid of ghosts and reacted." After Lu Huanyi said this, he paused for a while, "Now that I think about it, it should be Someone destroyed the stairs and sealed the entrance of the corridor in order to prevent others from entering here indiscriminately."

The community is haunted by ghosts, because the formation of raising ghosts has attracted fierce ghosts to the world to cause trouble. The two ghosts that Lu Huanyi saw yesterday and today were probably attracted by the formation.

Since this building is used as a ghost farm, no one will live in it from the beginning.

The owner of the canteen lied to him.

The woman who killed her husband and son and then committed suicide, the policeman was trapped by a hallucination, they all lied to him, the ghost even created a similar hallucination based on what the boss said, they were in the same group.

One thing is not deceiving, it is probably a child who turned on the light to cook noodles and found that there was a word on the wall that says no light is allowed, because ghosts really don't like light.

This should not be a lie to him.

Lu Huan thought for a while, and wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't.

The master had taught us to be wary of people and ghosts, but the first time I met the boss, he was so kind that he didn't have any suspicions.

"What time is it?" Lu Huanyi poked Yin Zhu with his elbow, "Did you bring my phone out?"

"Bring it." Yin Zhu handed him the small thing, "Someone spoke from here just now."

"Who is it?" Lu Huanyi asked.

"Uncle Yan." Yin Zhu said.

"...Oh," Lu Huanyi remembered that he had called Yan Chenyuan during the day, and just about to call back, he remembered something, paused his fingers, and put the phone back in his pocket, "Go back first .”

Yin Zhu didn't speak, and watched Lu Huanyi walk forward step by step for a short distance before following him. He raised his hand and rubbed Lu Huanyi's head, "Are you unhappy?"

"Is it obvious?" Lu Huanyi said.

"It's quite obvious." Yin Zhu said.

"Ah." Lu Huanyi looked up at Yin Zhu.

He didn't know how to describe that... the feeling of being played around by someone he met for the first time. Although it didn't have any impact, he still felt very uncomfortable after being cheated.

No, it still had an effect.

Injecting spells with blood as a medium to directly bombard the ghosts consumes a lot of physical strength and cultivation. If he hadn't heard the footsteps outside the door just now, he wouldn't have the strength to go out.

Also... Since there is a ghost farm here, it is impossible for the master not to know. If the master knows, maybe Uncle Yan knows it too.

They actually asked him to live in a community with a ghost farm, and they didn't tell him?

After thinking of this point, the already not clear mood was covered with a layer of dust.

"You..." Lu Huanyi paused, and with the help of the unclear ambient light, he could see Yin Zhu clearly.

Only then did he realize that Yin Zhu was wearing very thin clothes, just a thin sweater, a pair of gray trousers and slippers, just standing there in the biting wind at the intersection at night, without even shaking, Lu Huanyi was a little I want to applaud him.

"Let's talk about it when we go home." Lu Huanyi tugged on Yin Zhu's clothes. He was wearing his own clothes, which didn't fit well and were too short. "Uncle Yan should come over later."