Yan Ying was so entangled that she didn't close her eyes in the middle of the night. She was about to go to the bed when she suddenly realized that the yin energy on the east wing was getting heavy, so she hurriedly flew outside the east wing to watch the show.

In the east wing.

Yan Hexing only took off his coat and covered himself with a quilt to sleep.

After falling asleep, he had a nightmare, and in the middle of the night he suddenly woke up.

When I woke up, I felt cold all over, and I thought it was cold when I was sweating.

He felt uncomfortable when his body was sticky, so Yan Hexing ordered the people outside to prepare hot water and raised his hand to untie the clothes stuck to his body. When he was about to take off his clothes, he found that there was no movement at all in the entourage outside.

After calling out a few more times, no one answered outside.

Yan He Xing tied his clothes again, stood up vigilantly and went out to check.

——No matter what happens this time, he will not chase him out again.

When I arrived at the door, I found that the door could not be opened.

He looked up at the door, just an ordinary wooden door, took two steps back, raised his feet and kicked it.

With a "bang", Yan Hexing sat on the ground with his legs in his arms.

He kicked the door and was shocked by the door, so his legs hurt, as if he was kicking it on a stone.

Although he didn't want to believe it, he did encounter something evil at this time.

This is not the first time. Yan Hexing calmly found out the burden and took out the talisman inside.

After all, he was a child of the Xuanmen. The talisman was stuffed with a bag of money like he didn't have money, and he pulled out two or three pieces from it.

Turning around, he saw a rope tied in a circle hanging in front of him. As long as he took another step, his head would be in. If he was hung up again, the man would be considered cold.

Yan Hexing calmly put a spell in his hand on the rope. The next moment, the rope disappeared in front of him.

Then he put the talisman on the door. When the talisman turned into ashes out of thin air, he opened the door and saw two followers standing outside the door.

"Go and boil some hot water, I want to take a shower."

After taking a shower, Yan Hexing changed his clothes, lay on the bed, slapped the talisman in his hand on his forehead, covered him with a quilt and continued to sleep.

Yan Ying sat on the roof of the east wing and raised her eyebrows and said, "This kid is not bad. No wonder he is showing off his power and has some skills."

She silently knocked on the tiles on the roof, and a hanged ghost in white appeared in front of her.

The hanged ghost had a pale face, his eyes and lips were black, with black veins, and a long tongue hanging to his chest was as bright as blood.

Yan Ying asked: "I committed suicide?"

Hanging ghost: "He kills."

Yan Ying was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

The hanged man said honestly: "I got up with a hemp rope wrapped around my neck, and someone hung me up."

Yan Ying asked again: "Didn't you see who it is?"

The hanged ghost shook his head: "The rope was around the beam of the house, tied one end to my neck, and the other end outside the window."

Yan Ying asked, "Where is the one in the well?"

The hanged ghost paused: "What's wrong with the water well?"

Yan Yan pursed her lips: "Where are the rest of your family?"

"I don't know." The hanged ghost asked in confusion, "Can I still know the existence of my family when I die?"

Yan Ying scratched her forehead helplessly.

After staying with the Li Guigui King for a long time, she almost forgot that the souls left in the world after ordinary people died have no soul consciousness, and when the soul consciousness condenses, most ghosts are stupid.

"Then go back to the underworld. It's very dangerous to stay in the world for a long time." Yan Ying took out the soul-locking bag.

"Can I know who killed me and then went back to the underworld?" asked the hanged ghost carefully.

"Yes." Yan Ying quickly put away the soul-locking bag.

The hanged ghost did not go to the underworld after he died, probably just wanted to know who killed it.

If you don’t meet Yan Yan and his group this time, the hanged ghost will continue to take it here. The ghost power on it is full of accumulation, and it will be noticed by others when it can harm people. At that time, it will still help it to make up its wishes.

It is not a good thing that ghosts have unfulfilled wishes. Whether they are ghosts in the underworld or in the world, being able to help them settle their wishes is considered to have accumulated good deeds.

Not to mention that Yan Yan has always been kind-hearted, and she can help if she can do it with just a little help.

——As long as she is in a good mood.

"Where is your body?" If there is a body, she can transform into a disembarrassing lantern.

The hanged ghost shook his head: "I only found out that I was dead a few days ago."

Yan Ying thought for a while, "Then you can't find your own corpse yet, right?" Not long after the soul consciousness was condensed, the ghost power should not be enough for it to find its own corpse.

Sure enough, the hanged ghost shook his head.

Yan Yong thought silently.

It is not impossible to pass some ghost power to the hanged ghost to find the corpse, but she has always been unable to control the strength. If the hanged ghost cannot bear the scattered soul, it will be worth the loss.

And this is not in line with the rules of the underworld.

"I think about how to find the one who killed you. You can go back first and stop scaring that person." Yan Yan pointed at the bottom of the roof, "He is the young master of the family that specializes in killing ghosts. If you scare him, you might be gone first."

The hanged ghost nodded, "Even if you don't say it, I won't dare."

After the hanged ghost left, Yan Yan went to the backyard, stood in front of the well, and looked inside.

The followers who followed Yan Hexing should have all come out of the Yan family. They noticed the yin energy from the well, and they did not intend to use the water they used to get out of the well.

The well was pitch black and there was no sound.

Yan Yan threw a fire note in and found out that it was a dry well.

There is nothing else at the bottom of the well except the falling leaves.

Yan Yan jumped down and picked up the fire sack. As soon as his feet stepped on the bottom of the well, water actually floated up and gradually disappeared from the soles of the shoe.

She thought the water surface would float up, but she stopped moving even after she passed the soles.

Yan Yan stared at the water for a while, and pointed the bottom of the well with his toes. Then the water surface disappeared, and the dead leaves and branches still fell at the bottom of the well.

"Don't scare me, I'm not a living person. Come out and let's talk." Yan Ying said with a look around.
Chapter completed!