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Chapter 141 Candlelight

Tang Yuan somewhat disapproved of the other party's behavior of wanting to look at the window even though he knew he couldn't, but the next moment, Li Ting took action quickly.

When his hand passed through the ghost, he didn't use magic power, so he didn't touch Zhao Lingyan's ghost body. When he touched the window paper, he used magic power. The window paper instantly opened a big hole, and Li Ting also pinched it.

The moth's wings.

He grabbed the little moth, handed it to Zhao Lingyan, and asked, "Is this what you are looking for?"

Zhao Lingyan was very happy. He took the moth from Li Ting's hand and put it in a small cage. The moth flapped its wings inside, and a little emotion flashed in the ghost's eyes.

But that expression was fleeting. After a while, she shook her head at Li Ting and released the moth inside.

wrong?

Li Ting thought about what Tang Yuan had said about moths getting bigger and bigger. Could it be that there was only one problem, and the previous ones were all to deceive the other party, and then another big one would come after the other party relaxed their vigilance?

But this is difficult to deal with. How can you catch someone again if you know you will be tricked?

And there is another question. Since Zhao Lingyan wants moths, she can just go outside to catch them. Why does she still stay inside the house?

But things are getting better now. The window has been torn with a big hole, and the moths are attracted by the fire. This time Zhao Lingyan can catch whoever he wants.

Li Ting half-opened his eyes and looked at the window with a big hole. Sure enough, a slightly larger moth flew in from the window. He caught it with a flick of his bamboo whip without even looking carefully.

He handed it to Zhao Lingyan.

Zhao Lingyan took it and put it in his small cage. After a while, he shook his head and let the moth go.

Li Ting soon realized the problem. It was more dangerous to puncture the window paper in this way, because he could not control what would happen to the moth when it flew in, and he could not ensure that he could "not see" the insect that would cause trouble if he looked at it.

Thinking of this, he walked to the window and quickly repaired the window paper.

Tang Yuan:......

The moths are getting bigger and bigger. If what Zhao Lingyan wants is the one that can make people disappear, then he must at least see the other person before he can take action.

Don't miss this opportunity, otherwise the interesting situation will be even more dangerous.

Li Ting thought about it and decided to take the risk.

He walked up to Daming, looked at the big white dog standing, compared the height of the dog's head, and sat down on the ground, keeping his eyesight at the same height as the dog's, and then looked toward the window.

At this height, half of the window was blocked by the slightly wider wall. In Li Ting's sight, a larger moth landed on the window.

Under the flickering candlelight, strange patterns were reflected on the semi-transparent paper, but Li Ting couldn't see them all because he could only see half of the moth's body.

Even so, there was vigilance in his eyes. He did not forget Tang Yuan's description, "It feels like just an ordinary moth."

Although he didn't know whether this feeling would affect the outcome of the matter, he knew that he couldn't feel this way.

So Li Ting muttered in his mind: This evil moth is so big.

The big moth flew away, but after a while, a bigger one fell down. Li Ting gradually understood the situation described by Tang Yuan. He could feel that the patterns reflected on the window were gorgeous and complex, and there was something deceptive about it.

The feeling of the mind, and the moth gradually gets bigger. Once you get used to it, you will lose vigilance about what happens next.

But Li Ting had been giving him inner hints that moths were not good things, so his eyes were not calm at all, and even showed a kind of vigilance and disgust.

Another bigger moth landed on the window, and only half of the pattern on its wings could be seen through the semi-transparent window paper. Li Ting frowned slightly, lowered his eyes, and thought about the pattern diagonally above the moth's wings. Why did it look so similar?

An eye?

He didn't dare to look more. He only stayed at this height and glanced occasionally, but he was sure that the bigger the moth, the closer the pattern on the wings was to a part of the human face. It would be scary to see it all, but he

I remember that when Qing Qing looked at the window, his expression was very quiet and there was no reaction at all.

Is he unresponsive to this kind of terror, or is he already hypnotized, so he doesn't notice the strangeness of the pattern? The answer in Li Ting's mind is more towards the latter.

Slowly, the pattern on the window turned into a huge human face, but because of Li Ting's perspective, he could only see the lower half of the face.

This should be it!

"Tang Yuan, a huge face pattern is now reflected on the window. There may be something outside!"

Tang Yuan kept looking at Li Ting who was sitting on the ground without looking toward the window. At this time, he already understood what the other person meant without Li Ting saying anything.

We need to get rid of the ghost who can reflect the human face, so that others can be saved.

Tang Yuan quickly turned around and ran outside the window. Li Ting listened carefully, but there was no sound, which made him feel a little heavy.

After a few seconds, Tang Yuan's voice was heard, "There is nothing outside the window..." The Yin-Yang Mirror floated over the left eye, but no matter which eye, all he saw was a wall.

No?

The moth chases the light, and since it can show traces on the semi-transparent window paper, it must be outside, otherwise where else could it be?

No, the moth was outside, and I had caught it before, but this was not the case with this human face.

But where is it outside?

Li Ting felt a slight chill in his body. He saw Tang Yuan return to the door, looking at him with some confusion. After calming down, he asked: "Besides Zhao Lingyan, are there any other ghosts in this room?

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Tang Yuan avoided the window, glanced around, and said, "No more, are there still ghosts?"

If there is a ghost, Yun Shu is a Taoist priest and is still in the Tao Dan stage, so he should not be unaware of it.

Li Ting looked at the flickering candlelight and the part of the face blocked by the wall on the window, and always felt that something was wrong.

It is indeed common sense for moths to chase light. Translucent window paper also allows people inside the house to see things outside the window, including some large patterns.

But this candlelight is very bright. In contrast, the things outside the window should be darker and not so clear.

You know, to see things outside in the dark, it is best to turn off the light source, because looking from a darker place to a brighter place will be clearer, but not vice versa.

But now it's as if the moonlight is also very bright, so some of the patterns of moths outside the window and the patterns of human faces are more distinct.

But is it possible? Is it possible that moonlight is about as bright as a candle?

Li Ting recalled the patterns displayed on the window and stared at the candles swinging in front of him. A strange feeling arose from the bottom of his heart. He once said that there was a lot of gloom in this room.

Candle……

The ghost realm can move, disappear and appear suddenly, and relies on "seeing" to control others.

Candlelight...

Is it possible that the light of this candle is not light?

Only if it is not light, and only if the room is dark, the things outside will be clearer.

Cold sweat broke out slightly on Li Ting's forehead. He held a stream of magic power on his fingertips and struck it at the candle on the low table.

The hut returned to darkness, and on the window sill, a gray-white face looked at Li Ting expressionlessly.

It was a human head, the head of a boy who was only seven or eight years old.

The aura of the resentful ghost is so strong that it can only be felt when the candlelight is extinguished. He is the resentful ghost.

At this moment, he stared at Li Ting with a pair of gray eyes, already aware that the other party had discovered him.
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