First, the little ghost, and then the spell, the standard trick of using the left-wing tricks. In the woman's memory, she had used this trick many times, and Su Ming was already familiar with these tricks.

At this moment, various grimaces appeared in front of Su Ming's eyes, fear, evil, evil, bloodthirsty, and so on, and negative emotions kept impacting his soul.

However, these negative emotions are blocked by the Tathagata Dharma image and cannot make progress.

Now this kind of spell is useless to him.

"Amitabha!"

Su Ming's expression had not changed, his dark eyes emitted a cold light. With a Buddha's name, all evil spirits spread out, and the magnificent Buddha light penetrated, eliminating the unknown and strange things that enveloped the soul.

As the spell disappeared, an evil young man with a blue-gray face and a fierce look between his eyebrows suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of horror.

The next moment, the spell was shattered. As the spell caster, he was directly retaliated, his soul was damaged, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

Immediately afterwards, a subtle sound of cracks sounded, and the black gourd in the young man's hand was impacted by the Buddha's light, and several cracks appeared on it, which were directly scrapped.

"Damn it, the defensive formation in the yard is so trash. There is such a fierce man living inside. I thought it was a young man from the first place, grass!" The evil young man shook his head, looked at the gourd in his hand, and his heart was filled with anger, and he cursed fiercely.

After cursing, he quickly stood up, packed the things around him into the package, then took out a black banner from his arms, inputted magic power, and recited a spell, wanting to take back the ugly ghost.

However, after a few shimmers of light flashed, the black banner disappeared. "I don't want that little guy anymore. I can't afford to mess with him. I can afford to hide. Let's go away quickly!"

The young man suddenly felt something was wrong and did not try to take back the monster. Instead, he put the black banner in his arms, then wrapped it on his back, and disappeared into the night.

In the room, the ugly ghost stood there, solidified, and did not dare to move at all. Although he felt the master's call, he did not dare to move at all, because as long as he had a little thought in his mind, he would feel the ghost's body trembling as if it was about to be crushed.

Even if the person in front of him sat still, the powerful pressure was even more terrifying than his master.

After Su Ming disintegrated the spell, he focused on the little ghost in front of him. Under the sensation of his soul, all the emotions of this little ghost could not be evaded.

In the heart of this little ghost, he seemed to hate his master, and wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. This was not instinct. In his eyes, Su Ming saw a special emotion.

Generally, little ghosts like him are made by special means and then warmed by magical techniques. The little ghosts refined in this way are more powerful and will not backfire.

But correspondingly, those little ghosts only have instincts, no intelligence, and no consciousness of their own, but the little ghost in front of him seems to be different, with their own consciousness and emotions.

"interesting!"

The interest in his eyes became even stronger. He reached out and grabbed it, and the magic power activated it to form a big hand to pinch it.

"Soul Search!"

The next moment, he directly activated the soul search technique.

"ah!!!"

At this moment, the little ghost felt as if a red-hot iron was inserted into his soul, constantly flipping through his memories. Suddenly, the miserable memories buried deep in the soul revived again.

The house was destroyed, the relatives fell in a pool of blood, and the wife committed suicide by being humiliated and angry. He could not move and could do nothing. He could only watch from the side. Beside him, the evil young man laughed wildly and threw his child who was not enough to be a month old into a pool of blood mud.

In my memory, the evil young man was his lingering nightmare. He not only made him lose his closest relatives, but also tortured him in various ways, using several kinds of torture on him, such as lingchi, burning fire, nailing his fingers, playing the pipa... He tasted it all.

After so much torture, he survived, and the only reason to support him to survive was only one word, hatred.

Endless hatred!

I hate the sky without eyes!

I hate the unfairness of the sky!

I hate the evil young man who destroyed everything, that is, his current master, in the end, he was killed. After his death, his huge hatred and resentment turned him into a murderous soul, which is also the ultimate goal of the evil young man.

From then on, even if he dies, he will be driven by his enemies.

However, the idea of ​​revenge in his heart turned into a seed and rooted in his ghost. Perhaps it will never take root and sprout, but he will never forget it.

"I see."

After searching through his memories, Su Ming's eyes at the little ghost were inevitably sympathetic. No wonder the left-wing sects were regarded as mortal enemies by those famous and upright sects, and they shouted to beat and kill each other when they met. Such a method was a bit too cruel.

At the same time, Su Ming couldn't help but think of himself. If he failed to travel through time and rebirth, his original body would likely cultivate the Great Sun Tathagata mantra at the moment of death, and become a national teacher in subsequent battles, slowly control the court, and finally swallow the dragon with the body of a centipede to seize the fortune, absorb the flesh and blood of famous ministers and generals and the emperor's blood, and intercept the human fortune to the greatest extent, so as to overcome the heavenly tribulation and follow the way of transforming dragons.

Although this path seems perfect, it is actually impossible to succeed at all. The borrowed luck is never your own. Human luck involves sentient beings and is rooted in all peoples in the world.

The fortunes of the people are greater than those of Mount Tai, not to mention that Pudu Cihang is an alien who has achieved enlightenment. In order to transform into a dragon, he controlled the court and caused trouble to the court, causing the people to resent the sky and the people to rebel.

If the emperor is not dead, he can still share the backlash of human fortune for him, so that he will fail in the end, encounter human disasters, and end up with death.

However, although this road is doomed to fail, it is very reference for Su Ming. After all, he will have a hundred years to survive the heavenly disaster, but before that, he will still have to explore the details of the court.

"Drink!"

As the memories of the past reappeared again, his eyes turned red, his resentment and ghost aura became deeper, and his ugly face had become distorted and hideous.

Just as he was dying hatred and was about to lose his mind, a powerful divine thought swept across his body, penetrated his soul, and a strong sense of crisis arose, and immediately pulled him back from the brink of collapse. Before he could react, a chain of magic power transformed into seals it and was put into Su Ming's long sleeves.

The lights in the house were bright and extinguished, and the swastika Buddha seal appeared again between Su Ming's eyebrows. The Dharma image of Tathagata emitted a Buddha's light in the sea of ​​consciousness. The next moment, a powerful divine thought poked out from the middle of his eyebrows and spread out.

As the divine thoughts wandered, the surrounding scenes suddenly appeared in his mind...

The night is deep, the humidity is deep, and dark clouds cover the earth.

There are no figures on the streets, only mottled darkness intertwined, and the wind blew, swaying.

If ordinary people were in such a late night, they would definitely be terrified, but there were no ordinary people in this Zhuque Street.

While observing the surroundings, Su Ming also looked for the evil young man. During this period, he also collided with other divine thoughts several times. With the strength of his divine thoughts, he did not suffer any losses.

The night is terrible, but it is just the quiet on the surface.
Chapter completed!