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Chapter Thirty-One

You are not Feng'er..."

After seeing my appearance, Yan Qishan said with a gloomy face.

I stood up in a hurry, and then I saw his appearance clearly. I saw that he was wearing a long robe and a mandarin jacket, with a stooped back. His old face was completely different from the kind-hearted look in the previous photo.

Because there was too much resentment in his body, his facial features changed dramatically after he became a ghost.

"Mr. Yan, you finally showed up..." I said.

Yan Qishan turned his head and glanced at the paper man next to the tombstone, and slowly uttered three words:

"You lied to me…"

I put my hand secretly into my backpack and said calmly:

"There's no way. I'm not cultivated enough to use the soul-binding spell to arrest you, so I can only use the spirit-seeking technique with a lot of effort. I used Yan Feng's hair to attach to the paper man's body as a guide, and then cry to the grave to attract the soul. Okay

After success..."

"hehe…"

Monster Yan Qishan laughed a few times, then stared at the two black holes on his face, suddenly turned around and walked quickly towards the woods, his posture was extremely weird...

I screamed inwardly, that direction was exactly where Yan Shiting was hiding. Could it be that the old man discovered her?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly chased after him. As soon as I took a step, I found that Yan Qishan's ghost had disappeared into the dark night and disappeared!

I quickly took out my mobile phone to illuminate it, but unfortunately, with this brightness, it could only illuminate a small area around me, while the area outside the light was made even darker.

Just when I was at a loss what to do, I suddenly felt a chill on the back of my neck, as if something was blowing on me. I shivered and quickly turned my head to look, but there was nothing...

"Is it an illusion?" I muttered.

But at this time, another cool breeze blew into my ears, and this time the feeling was more real! When I looked back, there was still nothing!

A layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead. This old ghost really did have some skills. I couldn't see his existence when I opened my eyes, but... is this really possible?!

I firmly believe that the black shadow I saw at the birthday banquet is far stronger than Yan Qishan, but even then, I can still see a blurry black shadow, but why can't I see Yan Qishan at all now?

While I was thinking wildly, the cool breeze at the back of my head was still blowing me. I only felt that my body was getting weaker and weaker, and I almost couldn't stand anymore. This was a sign of ghost energy entering my body!

Thinking of this, I quickly found the yin-yang mirror from my backpack. Since I can't even see the celestial eye, I can only rely on the yin-yang mirror. This is also my last hope!

I pointed the yin-yang mirror at myself, formed a sword finger on my right hand, and said silently in my heart:

"The sky is clear and the earth is bright, and the soul is boundless. Today, we set up the yin and yang mirror to show our actions in all directions!"

After reciting the incantation, the mirror suddenly glowed with a faint light...

After the light dissipated, I immediately used the mirror to look behind me. As a result, I couldn't help but gasp!

In the mirror, a grimace suddenly appeared on my left shoulder. It had white hair and chicken skin, no eyes, and an obvious scar on the cheek. He was blowing into my ear one after another!

This old ghost lay on my back without me noticing!

No wonder I couldn't see him every time I turned around. At the moment, he didn't seem to realize that I could see him through the Yin-Yang mirror, so he was defenseless.

Taking this opportunity, I secretly made a seal with one hand, and then suddenly slapped the grimace on my left shoulder.

There was a "bang", and Yan Qishan groaned and was sent flying by me, landing right on his own grave. I hurriedly put a resentment-releasing charm on my shoulder to absorb the ghost energy in my body.

At this time, the two holes on Yan Qishan's face suddenly glowed with green light, like two eyeballs spinning in their sockets...

"Who do you think Huo Qian is?!"

Yan Qishan asked in a deep voice, with surprise in his tone.

"It's my master!"

I replied neither humble nor arrogantly.

"Hmph! He ruined my good deeds ten years ago, but I didn't expect that another apprentice would appear ten years later!"

Yan Qishan said coldly.

Seeing that he finally spoke, I naturally would not miss this opportunity, so I asked directly:

"You have been able to stay in the human world for more than ten years without ghosts coming to lock your soul. Are you paying for your life?!"

The green light in Yan Qishan's eye sockets trembled. After a moment of silence, he asked:

"How did you tell?"

I took a deep breath, and it turned out to be true. I never thought that ghosts really buy their lives.

As the saying goes, ghosts pay for their lives, and ghosts let them go.

This means that after a person dies, the ghost still clings to the human world and does not want to reincarnate in the underworld. Then the ghost will give all the paper money and sacrifices burned by his relatives to the ghosts who come to lock the soul.

The more money you pay, the longer you will stay in the Yang world. Of course, there is a big premise here, that is, the ghost must have the courage to do this deal. After all, this kind of thing not only violates the laws of the Yin, but also violates the laws of the Yin.

It goes against the great way of heaven and earth.

Therefore, ordinary ghosts will definitely not dare to accept it. Even if they accept it, they will use special methods to leave marks on the ghosts, so that they will not be able to find the ghosts when the time is up.

So when I first saw the two special scars on Yan Qishan's face, I thought of this.

"Haha... As expected of Huo Qiansuan's apprentice, he does have some knowledge."

"I'm curious, where did you get so much money? The Yan family only pays tribute three times a year. No matter how much they burn, it can't be used for so many years?"

Yan Qishan did not answer, but laughed strangely. This laughter echoed in the dark cemetery, making people shiver uncontrollably...

But it was this ghostly smile that suddenly reminded me of something, something that the Yan family has been doing for ten years, Yin Shou!

That's right, the Yan family would burn countless sacrifices and paper money every year when holding Yan Qishan's birthday, which was enough for him to buy his own life.

And from this, I also solved a mystery in my heart, that is the identity of the black shadow!

After thinking about this, I asked again:

"Because you wanted to spend more time with your family, you proposed to have a Yin Shou. Your son and daughter-in-law agreed without hesitation. This has lasted for ten years, and every year has been a success..."

"Why are they sorry for you? You want to cause a car accident and take their lives?! Is it because your grandson Yan Feng burned your body, kicked over the brazier on Yin Shou and hit you?"

"childish…"

Yan Qishan slowly uttered two words, and then slowly raised his dry fingers to point behind me. I was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked back, and saw a figure slowly walking over from the darkness...


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