"The resentful spirits are actually not that scary. Although they understand the movement of yin and yang, most of them don't understand the method of cultivation. The cultivation of these resentful spirits is very average, they just know how to bluff. Look at these four puppets. In fact,

The four corpses controlled by it were brought out to scare people. Once the resentful spirit dies, they become ownerless objects. Even if you don't poke them with a sword, they are still dead objects."

Qing Xiaoke was still frightened and asked in a trembling voice: "Are they really resentful spirits? Is there really such a thing in this world? I heard that these things are very evil, invisible and mysterious, and ordinary people can't do anything about them.

"

Su Lang put up the pavilion with his hands, looked at the sun in the sky, and said: "It's true that they are invisible. Ordinary people can't see them with their naked eyes. When I heard that the resentful spirits are very fierce, I was worried that they would rush over to pinch you and bite you."

, but in fact, if they don't find a puppet to hide in, they can't do anything to you at all. When the wind is strong, they can still flash their tongues.

But they are not as good as the wind. They are invisible and cannot hurt you at all. If they are too strong to hold you back, they will create illusions to scare you. You only need to calm down and don't care about them at all. If you really hate them, then destroy them.

If they lose their puppet body and lose the protection of the body, the midday sun alone will burn them half to death."

Qing Xiaoke hummed: "What you said is easy. Since it is invisible, how can I see it? There is no writing on the puppet of God, so who can recognize it? Rumor has it that they can form after fifty years of cultivation.

The inner elixir is neither born nor destroyed, and its power is boundless."

Su Lang disagreed: "I heard from hearsay that he is really so powerful, why would he hide his head and tail and hide in this cemetery to suffer? Do you think that all the disciples of the sect who hold swords to protect the world are vegetarians?"

Qing Xiaoke felt slightly relieved after saying this: "That's true. Not to mention, the Great Fairy Lady is their nemesis. With her in charge, we have had good weather in the south of the Yangtze River for hundreds of years, and we have never heard of any evil spirit...

Well, this one must be from out of town."

Su Lang frowned: "Great Immortal Girl?"

Qingxiao saw that Su Lang had never heard of the Great Fairy Aunt's name, and she suddenly became proud: "Hey, you haven't heard of her old lady's name, right? Ha, you guy, you have a lot of long talks, it turns out that they are all nonsense.

You've never heard of the name of Great Fairy Aunt, so you're in vain."

Su Lang secretly laughed in his heart: What a great fairy girl, she is just an abandoned disciple of my Guangyang Sect. They all say that there are no masters in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is true. He did not care about her at the moment, and said with a smile: "I am just a bookkeeper."

Qing Xiaoke suddenly became serious: "Stop pretending, Mr. Accountant, can you kill a resentful spirit easily?"

After hearing these words, Su Lang's expression suddenly became solemn: Resentful spirits are familiar with the Yin-Yang Avenue. Although most of them have no chance to form inner elixirs and have limited cultivation, the resentful spirit puppet that he just destroyed became corrupted when it fell to the ground.

This proves that it has been living here for some time. Is such a resentful spirit really so fragile?

He looked at the knife in his hand - although it was sharp, it was definitely not an artifact. Once the resentful spirit's puppet was destroyed, it would return to its original form, shadowless and invisible, just like a ghost. This form is not

May be injured by ordinary swords.

He looked around, the sun was shining brightly, and the thick green forest trees were emitting a layer of mist under the sunlight. The resentful spirit was not afraid of ordinary human weapons, but was very afraid of the Yin and Yang winds. It was noon, and the red sun was in the sky.

It is the most uncomfortable time for a spirit. After losing the protection of the puppet body, the resentful spirit was able to escape without leaving a trace. This is definitely a strange thing.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't Zhi Mei beheaded by you?"

"It... is indeed very damnable." Su Lang originally wanted to say that he was not sure whether the wraith (corpse demon) was dead or not, but he was worried that Qing Xiaoke would be frightened again, so he held back.

He smiled at Qing Xiaoxiao, unaware that his expression was a little strange.

"You, you, who are you?"

Qing Xiaoke took a step back in surprise, her eyebrows twisted into a knot.

"Because I'm the corpse charm——"

Su Lang wanted to make a joke to lighten the atmosphere, but he forgot that his acting skills were really poor.

Qing Xiaoke was like a frightened cat, taking action as soon as he was told, and slapped his hard little fist:

"Scare me, scare me, tell you to scare others, beat you, beat you to death!"

Su Lang stood still and punched her twice. The girl said fiercely but didn't use much force on her hands.

"Why don't you hide? Aren't you afraid that I will break your bones?"

Su Lang reminded in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, the man and the dog haven't left yet."

Qing Xiaoke's expression changed upon hearing this, and she hurriedly approached Su Lang.

The beauty is beside you, and the air is filled with a charming fragrance.

After standing quietly for a moment, I couldn't help but ask: "Have you left yet?"

"Gone."

Qing Xiaoke left Su Lang, put his hands behind his back, and walked around him, carefully looking at this young man with a gentle smile on his face, an evil light in his eyes, and many secrets hidden in his body.

After a while.

"Who on earth are you? I can't resist the soul-obsessing eyes of this corpse demon, why can you resist it?"

"I use this."

"I hate it, why are you rolling your eyes?"

"Nonsense, how can I resist his glare without rolling my eyes?"

Qing Xiaoke wasn't sure whether this explanation was true or not. In fact, she wasn't entirely sure whether the corpse charm used the soul-catching eye just now.

"Let me believe you this time." Qing Xiaoke said bitterly. She looked at Su Lang again, and her eyes suddenly glowed with admiration: "I didn't expect that you, a small accountant, have pretty good martial arts skills.

.Who is your master?”

Su Lang said: "Can I not say it?"

Qing Xiaoke replied with two words: "No--ok!"

Su Lang has been prepared for this problem for a long time. He has unique skills and will be exposed sooner or later. No matter how cautious you are, you must have an explanation when the secret is revealed.

"I told you to keep a secret for me. If you refuse to keep it a secret for me, I would rather die than tell you. Anyway, my life will be lost if I tell you."

"Okay, I'll keep it a secret for you, just tell me."

"You swear."

"Don't push yourself too far."

"I won't swear to pull you down."

"Okay, you are cruel! I, Qing Xiaoke, swear to the righteous God today that whatever this pig says, I will treat it as farts and will never leak a word. Otherwise, my soul will be devalued."

In a secluded place, you will never be able to turn around."

"Actually, you can just talk about swearing casually. Why should you swear such a heavy oath?"

"Shut up--"

Qing Xiaoke's penetrating voice scared a group of birds that had just woken up from their nap and were about to go out to look for food.

"Okay, let me tell you, my boxing and kicking skills were learned from my master and several senior brothers in the sword-making room. My flying knife skills and sword skills were stolen from my master and adoptive father."

After Su Lang finished speaking, he looked at Qing Xiaoke calmly, his eyes as pure as a newborn baby's.

Qing Xiaoke didn't quite believe his lies. She tilted her head and asked, "That's all?"

"That's all."

"Liar, the boss doesn't have any martial arts skills. If he really has this ability, he won't be relegated to farming."

"Hey, you may have misunderstood this. My adoptive father's ability... I'm not bragging, he is definitely first-class. When he was young, he was a fourth-class warrior certified by the Tianwu Association. After that, he practiced diligently for decades.

After hard training, coupled with his extremely high level of understanding, his cultivation level is definitely not

Ordinary people can compare. As for why he was sent to a place like this, you don’t understand. I only ask you why the Su family has so many properties. Why did the family owner and his wife send the two young masters here to escape the summer heat?

And why are you so relieved that you don’t even have a guard with you?”

Qing Xiaoke has never really thought about this. She often hears her parents, uncles and aunts talking behind their backs, saying that Su Qinghe and his wife are very scheming people. They do everything with calculation and calculation, and there is absolutely no room for mistakes. To think that they are like this

There must be their reasons for doing it.

Looking at Su Lang again, his face was frank and he didn't look like a liar.

Is everything he said true?

There was a rapid sound of hoofbeats, and a white horse galloped over carrying Su Xia, who was all injured. The situation was very urgent.

Su Lang's heart sank and he hurried forward to greet him.

"Quick, quick,..."

Su Xia shouted twice, pointed behind him, and fell off the horse. There was a large blood stain on his chest, and there were injuries on his arms and legs. Qing Xiaoke exclaimed and rushed over to help him up.

But when she was still about ten feet away from Su Xia, she hit a transparent object with a thud, and then she let out a shrill scream, and was thrown into the air.

Su Lang frowned and was about to fly up, but saw Qing Xiaoke's body stagnated in the air. His limbs were pulled by a magical force, and his whole body was torn into a "big" character and suspended in mid-air.

When Su Xia, who was struggling on the ground, saw this situation, his face suddenly turned as gray as dirt. He struggled to stand up, pointed in the air and shouted: "I have no intention of offending God. All the sins are on the kid. Please don't hurt sister Xiaoke."

"

As soon as he finished saying this, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again unable to hold up his body.

Qing Xiaoke, who was suspended in mid-air, had blank eyes at this moment, and suddenly uttered the words of an old woman: "Ignorant boy, how dare you blaspheme my golden body, don't you think it's too late to beg for mercy now?"

Su Xia forced himself to raise his neck and begged angrily: "All the faults are the fault of the boy alone. The gods want to beat or kill, but the boy admits it. Please see that the Su family has benefited the whole party for more than a hundred years."

Come on, don't embarrass sister Xiaoke, she has nothing to do with this matter."

His body was so weak that he passed out after finishing speaking.
To be continued...