The next moment, the female ghost screamed and seemed to use her last strength to rush towards Fei Yue.

Feiyue was startled, took two steps back and bumped into the wall. Seeing that the terrifying face of the female ghost had come closer, she stretched out a hand and easily grabbed the female ghost's throat.

A smile without a trace... However, the smile in his eyes just now disappeared, replaced by a cold murderous intention penetrating into his bones.

This man with an awkward personality finally didn't save his life... Feiyue let out a breath and saw some blood on Du Yiyu's right index finger and middle finger on his shoulder, and touched the female ghost's eyebrows.

With a scream, the female ghost completely disappeared.

Feiyue let out a long breath. Although she was relieved, she felt very awkward in her heart. She had never thought that the 'death' of the soul could bring such a strong shock to people!

Both were forcibly taken away from this world by death. Isn't there any difference between the death of a person and the death of a ghost? She looked up at Du Yiyu's figure and said softly: "The ghost that kills is a vicious spirit, and the ghost that kills

Where are the people?”

Du Yiyu opened the curtains, turned around, his face hidden in the shadows, and said calmly: "This question is meaningless."

Feiyue raised her head slightly and said slightly provocatively: "Why is it meaningless?!"

Du Yiyu smiled coldly and walked over slowly: "Where are the people who eat pork? Don't apply human so-called moral ethics to non-human beings. Your question is nonsense."

"You!" Fei Yue was so angry that her teeth itched and she wanted to argue, but the corner of her eyes glanced at the blood on Du Yiyu's shoulder, and her heart trembled. She swallowed the words she put to her lips with a murmur. She looked at Du Yiyu with some worry.

Wounds, no matter how painful they are, people should always cherish their bodies. Does this man regard his body as a puppet?!

At this time, Du Yiyu also stopped, pointed to the bookcase and said: "Open the secret room."

Feiyue was stunned and said: "What?"

"That is a living soul created by magic, but the real soul is imprisoned in her body. As time goes by, a new living soul will be transformed again." When Du Yiyu said this, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

With a look of disgust, he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Huh, God's gift"

"You..." Feiyue said, "Can you take care of your wounds first?"

"Don't worry, you might need it later."

Feiyue took a breath and said nothing more. She was never as wordy as most girls. She frowned and looked at Du Yiyu's wounds. She sighed softly and walked to open the secret room.

Facing a gust of cold air mixed with a frightening scream, Feiyue's hand trembled and she let go of the hand holding the door, jumped back and said to Du Yiyu: "Please~"

Du Yiyu couldn't help but smile and said: "You also have times when you are polite."

"I'm always very polite when I sneak into someone's house."

"Go get me some water."

"ah?"

"water"

Fei Yue was stunned when she saw Du Yiyu walking into the secret room. She looked around blankly, grabbed the mineral water next to the desk and followed her in.

The secret room is the same as last time, including the woman...

Du Yiyu walked over, held up the woman's head, and uncovered her long hair. Looking at the pitch-white face, an angry look flashed in his eyes, "Her body is already dead, but!"

Feiyue stared at that face, took a breath, and said in shock: "Exactly the same!"

"What?"

"I seemed to have seen some hallucination when I was outside. I saw her being..." He pointed to the woman: "A Taoist priest... too cruel."

"I know" Du Yiyu said with a cold smile: "This spell is used to create ghost servants who will never die." After saying that, he took the mineral water from Fei Yue's hand, poured it all on the woman's head, and then looked at Zhang Dayan.

Feiyue said: "Please help her wash her face. She is pitiful enough. There must be blood relations between the ghost servant and the master..."

Fei Yue was taken aback and stared at the woman blankly for a long time before saying, "You mean... her relatives would not hesitate to let her suffer like this for some purpose?"

Du Yiyu leaned against the wall and said calmly: "Are you so surprised? This kind of blood-related killing, no matter what the form, is not the only one, is it?"

Feiyue let out a long breath and smiled bitterly: "You are right, but the Taoist priest certainly didn't expect that we would discover his secret."

"Unexpectedly..." Du Yiyu smiled thoughtfully and said: "Painting corpses and painting skins penetrates the soul into the bones. Although you are not a corpse painter, your natural Taoist bones have the power of purification. If you want to help her

, just wash away the spell from her body."

Fei Yue was stunned, looked at Du Yiyu hesitantly and said, "How to do it?"

"Just wash it off." Du Yiyu gave Fei Yue the mineral water in his hand: "Don't think wildly, don't pity her, don't have the mentality of saving her, her soul is still alive, any thought that shouldn't be there will be

Let her resentment spread all over the body and raise the corpse! Especially since her soul is still in her body, once the corpse is raised, it will be the most terrifying living corpse!"

Fei Yue heard the confusion, and for the first time she deeply doubted whether her understanding of Chinese culture was only superficial... She took a deep breath and looked at the woman's messy hair.

With her pitch-white face and the chilling makeup on her face, she couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you go?"

Du Yiyu said coldly, "I don't want to waste my energy."

Fei Yue was stunned, but she saw Du Yiyu leaning against the wall, closing her eyes, and deliberately ignoring her. Fei Yue stamped her feet angrily, and walked towards the woman angrily. But when she really got close, she

Still can't help but hesitate, God, she is just a thief, she can barely be called a big thief, not a corpse painter!

Don't think too much, don't pity her, don't have a saving mentality...

Feiyue's pace is getting slower and slower. This is really... Do we want her to be as empty-minded as the old monk who has entered meditation? This is not something that can be done!

Du Yiyu suddenly sighed and said, "What are you thinking about? Didn't I tell you not to think nonsense?"

"You're such a hateful person!" Fei Yue said angrily, "Can't you just say sarcastic words?!"

Du Yiyu smiled faintly, "Is it that difficult? When you decipher those codes and pick the door lock, do you think about whether you should steal and why?"

Feiyue was shocked and turned to look at Du Yiyu, her eyes flashing again and again, gradually becoming focused and determined.

Yes, she was trained to be a thief from birth, and she never thought there was anything wrong with stealing. But when she saw more and learned more, she also vaguely realized many things, no matter what she stole.

What, no matter whose things she stole, stealing itself is always wrong.

But she has no time to worry about this, nor the ability to care about it, because her family is waiting for the things she stole back, waiting to exchange those things for money, and donate them to drug rehabilitation centers, orphanages, and disaster victims around the world...

This is the wish and last words made by their family's ancestors, their family tradition, their high-sounding reason for stealing, and the justice her father told her.

No matter how many good things the family did and how many people were saved, she still saw it. She saw what painful consequences it might have on other people after she stole something. Guards were laid off, marriages were broken up, and children had no money to study...

…

So, when she was 15 years old, she began to hesitate, wander, start escaping from her family, and started traveling around the world. Her father did not stop her, nor did he teach her a lesson, he just let her see and think. Here

During this period, she saw some things. She saw those families where some people took drugs, saw those deformed children, and saw the lonely hearts of the children in the orphanage...

She finally understood that there is no absolute right or wrong in this world, and there is no real justice. Everyone has things he should do, things he must do, and at the same time, he also has responsibilities and consequences he should bear!

That year, she began to transform, from passive stealing to active stealing, from not knowing why she wanted to steal to stealing with conviction. She had her own beliefs, her own opinions and principles of stealing, and she also had the knowledge that one day she would be raped.

The awareness of arrest.

Of course, her behavior will still cause pain to some people, but she will try her best to remedy it, but she no longer allows herself to hesitate pointlessly.

Likewise, a smile appeared on Feiyue's lips unconsciously. Although she didn't understand this man, she felt that this man once had the same hesitation and hesitation as her, and he also experienced the same transformation as her.

Underneath that man's cold face and words, he must also have a warm heart, right?

Is it because his transformation was too sharp and cruel that he became so hateful?

Huh, he must be born with it!

Fei Yue took a peek at Du Yiyu, only to find that the man had an unknown evil smile on his face, as if he sincerely wanted to laugh at her. She couldn't help but itched her teeth with hatred, and vowed never to consider this man as a good person again!

Feiyue walked up to the woman and wiped the dirt off the kunoichi's face bit by bit. Although the exaggerated makeup couldn't be removed so easily, she managed to wipe off all the 'heavy makeup' on her face.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Feiyue went to clean the woman with a normal heart, she always felt that the woman's face became peaceful little by little.

Du Yiyu watched quietly, with a hint of surprise, and whispered: "I can't believe that her descendants can have such strength and spiritual power."

When Feiyue carefully wiped off all the blood makeup on the woman's face, a sigh seemed to pass through the air, with deep sadness and sorrow, which made Feiyue couldn't help but sigh in her heart - Poor woman

…..

Almost at the same time that she subconsciously felt pity, the woman's eyes suddenly opened, causing Feiyue to take a breath of cold air and almost scream.

At the same time, Du Yiyu frowned slightly, casually pulled out a nail from the wall, stepped over, and without hesitation made a bloody cut on Fei Yue's forearm.

Fei Yue snorted softly and looked at Du Yiyu in shock and pain. A lot of random guesses suddenly appeared in her mind: This man is crazy, he was leaned over by a female ghost, and everything went blank...

Before Fei Yue could react, Du Yiyu had already pressed the iron nail stained with Fei Yue's blood deeply into the woman's throat!

Fei Yue's eyes widened and she felt her whole body froze. Although she knew that Du Yiyu was doing what he should do, his calm killing intent still made her breath suffocate. This man...

..

The woman stared at Du Yiyu angrily and desperately, her face twisted in pain. The whole room was filled with a huge sadness and indignation. Then, Fei Yue clearly heard the banging sound of the woman's finger bones.

The cold air crawled down her spine to the top of her head, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Du Yiyu frowned and said to himself: "It seems that the power of blood has been passed down for so many generations..."

Feiyue watched the woman's body trembling, staring at Du Yiyu in front of her with an almost crazy expression, like a person suppressed by a nightmare. She was so frightened that she couldn't help but said: "What the hell?

What's wrong?"

Du Yiyu didn't seem to hear it, and ignored her. He just used his finger as a pen, like an artist, slowly tracing over the woman's eyebrows stuck together with white paint, outlining the sad and angry eyes, stroking the

The painful and roaring lips used transparent color to complete the final look of the woman.
To be continued...