He made no secret of the fact that he was following me intentionally, and without even saying a word of greeting, he directly extended his hand to me.
I have never been a person who likes to beat around the bush, so since he was so generous, I extended my hand to him generously, "Hello, Mr. Xiao, my name is Hu Ling, you have been following me for so long, what can I do?"
Xiao Han glanced at the door key in my hand, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Can I go in and talk?"
His voice feels the same as his image, cold and upright.
I opened the door and made a gesture of invitation to him.
"Aren't you worried that I am a bad person?" Xiao Han asked me.
I shook my head and said, "You have a strong sense of righteousness, so you are not a bad person."
Xiao Han didn't seem surprised by my answer. He chuckled and followed me into the house.
"Can you tell me? Why are you following me?" I poured a cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table in front of Xiao Han.
Xiao Han stared into my eyes and said nothing for a long time.
I turned around and sat down opposite him.
"You are young and have a lot of merit in your body. Why do you want to help people make the soul-killing formation? What is your relationship with the hunchbacked old ghost?" Xiao Han suddenly looked serious and asked me in a deep voice.
The Soul-Destroying Formation? The hunchbacked old ghost?
I was stunned, not quite understanding what he meant, so I looked at him calmly and said, "I have never helped anyone do Juehun Formation. There is also a hunchbacked old ghost. I once had a grudge with him, and even almost did it."
I died in his hands, but my friends saved me in the end."
Xiao Han's eyes darkened slightly and he looked at me seriously, as if he was trying to discern the truth of my words.
"Your friend?" Xiao Han frowned.
"Yes, my friend, what's the problem?" I asked back. For a moment, I almost thought he was the person Chen Shanshan had come to seek revenge on me.
Even if he is upright, I don't think I need to reveal all my trump cards to him, not to mention that I don't know whether he is a friend or an enemy yet.
I even regretted letting him into my home so rashly.
But soon, his words dispelled all my worries.
"Don't get me wrong, I mean no harm!" Xiao Han looked at me and said: "You have the resentment of Yin spirits on your body, but I followed you and looked carefully. You were not possessed by any Yin spirits, but you were possessed by another Yin spirit.
It exists in a certain way, do you understand what I mean?"
The resentment of Yin spirits that exists in another way? Why have I never felt it?
To be honest, I didn't quite understand what he meant, so I looked at him blankly.
"It's the aura of the Juehun Array! You are doing the Juehun Array!" Xiao Han looked at me firmly and said.
I suddenly became a little annoyed. This situation rarely happened before. It seemed that I was filled with the same hostility as Bai Xiaohe, and I began to hate this conceited, arrogant and disrespectful person in front of me.
"I told you, I haven't helped anyone do any Jueling Soul Array. I don't even know what Jueling Soul Array is! Who are you? If there is nothing else, please leave. I want to rest!
"My tone also started to become rude.
After saying that, I stood up, opened the door, and looked at him coldly.
"I will come to you again!" A cold light flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, he stood up and walked to the door.
My hand was still on the doorknob, intending to close the door as soon as he left. What a puzzling person, why he kept talking to me in such an interrogative tone.
Xiao Han walked to me, suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on my hand on the doorknob.
I subconsciously wanted to take my hand back, but it was already too late. He quickly grabbed my wrist, and all my fingers opened involuntarily. I suddenly saw that the black mark on my middle finger had spread to the entire finger.
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"What is this? You are using your blood to nourish the Juehun Array, and you still say you don't know?" Xiao Han's eyes were cold, and he pulled my blackened middle finger in front of my eyes, "I didn't expect you to be so vicious at such a young age.
, ask, where does the light of merit and virtue in your body come from?”
I tried hard to pull my hand away, but found that it was in vain. He held my wrist so hard that I couldn't break free.
"Let me go!" I struggled and said, "How does the merit light in my body come from is none of your business? Who are you? If you don't let me go, I'm going to call someone else!"
Although I felt panicked for a moment when I saw my blackened fingers, my naturally rebellious nature made me even more disgusted with Xiao Han's actions. He was just a stranger, but he had some righteousness in him. Why did he treat me like this?
I, Hu Ling, have never done anything harmful to nature since I was a child!
Unexpectedly, my struggle not only failed to make Xiao Han loosen his grip on me, but instead took a step back, forcibly pulled me away from the door, stretched out a leg and closed the door again with a "dong" sound.
"What are you going to do?" I looked at him warily, opened my mouth and bit the back of his hand hard.
Xiao Han did not retract his hand, or even frown, but quickly took out a very thin red thread from his body and quickly wrapped it around the middle finger of my right hand.
As he moved, I found that the color of the middle finger was getting darker and darker. Against the background of the red line, it was almost as black as if it had been painted with thick ink.
Severe stinging pain also came. In addition to the severe pain, the inexplicable anger in my heart suddenly dissipated. I released the back of his hand that I was biting hard and looked at his movements in panic.
Big beads of sweat kept popping up from my forehead, and I could feel that the hair on my forehead was wet with sweat.
With the waves of severe pain, the color of my fingers became more and more terrifying. Just when I thought my fingers would be cut off by Xiao Han's red thread, the small wounds that had already scabbed suddenly opened, and a
A jet-black liquid gushes out from the breach.
That's my blood, pitch black blood.
I don't know why this happened, but I vaguely think it's related to my helping Bai Xiaohe.
I suddenly remembered that Bai Xiaohe had said that the one who avenged her was a hunchbacked Taoist priest, and the first thing Xiao Han asked me was what was my relationship with the hunchbacked old ghost.
Xiao Han reached for a glass from the tea bar facing the door, and dripped all the black blood from my fingertips into the glass.
The color of my fingertips began to fade, and after drinking a full glass, my entire middle finger turned pale white.
The blood in the cup had a strong rotting corpse-like stench, which entered the nose and made people almost nauseous.
Xiao Han let go of my hand. My whole body was wet as if it had been soaked in water, and I leaned into the sofa exhausted.
"Can you tell me now, where did the Yin spirit resentment in you come from?" Xiao Han looked at me and asked seriously.
"Is this the Juehun Array you call?" I asked Xiao Han weakly.
"It seems that you really don't know what you have done. Let me tell you my origin first!" Xiao Han nodded slightly, looked at me and said. This chapter has been completed!