People who don't know whether to live or die may not be afraid of death. At least Shen Zihan was so frightened when she heard that the person she was having fun with at that time was not Jiang Mingcheng. After all, she heard Jiang Yingyue tell her what happened to her later, and she knew that she almost died. After dying, she could see with her own eyes what the uncleaned room upstairs looked like.
"You mean the person who went into the mountain with me was not Mingcheng, but a ghost?" Shen Zihan timidly asked Tan Xuan.
Tan Xuan shook his head, "The person who has skin contact with you is still Jiang Mingcheng's body, but the person who lived in that body at that time was not Jiang Mingcheng."
Shen Zihan's eyes widened and she asked with disbelief: "You mean I was given to that ghost..."
Tan Xuan nodded, "Yes, whether you are pregnant with a human fetus or a ghost fetus, it always requires a process."
"No wonder he couldn't stop, even if I begged him hard...ah..." Shen Zihan suddenly covered her face and started crying.
"I...how will I see people in the future..."
Tan Xuan glanced at Shen Zihan, who was crying loudly, and did not say any words of comfort. After all, the facts were there, and it was meaningless to say anything. He was just telling the truth, not hiding anything, but not exaggerating, not to mention her. Crying so vigorously is obviously more formal than meaningful, and it is easy to be resented by others if you try to persuade me.
Tan Xuan sighed and exclaimed: "I thought that guy took advantage of your faintness to trick you. It turns out that it happened to you before that. It seems that I still underestimated that guy. You took Jiang Mingcheng’s soul away without you realizing it.”
"Is Mingcheng in danger?" Zhang Chunlan asked anxiously from the side. She sympathized with Shen Zihan's experience, but she was more worried about Jiang Mingcheng's comfort. After all, the one lying upstairs was her biological child.
Tan Xuan shook his head, "Auntie, don't worry, the matter is not as serious as you think, it's just that the guy's ability is stronger than I expected. But it doesn't matter, he can snatch Mingcheng's soul away, and I can Get Mingcheng's soul back. Since Shen Zihan doesn't know much, I'll use stupid methods."
"Uncle Jiang, Second Uncle, please go upstairs and carry Mingcheng down. I will fight with that guy here to test his strength."
"Okay." Brothers Jiang Chong and Jiang Yong stood up immediately. Before going upstairs, Jiang Chong asked specifically: "Xiaotan, do you need to take down the incense and candles upstairs?"
Tan Xuan shook his head, "No need. If any of you has cigarettes, just give me a few."
Zhang Chunlan said unhappily from the side: "Why are you still thinking about smoking at this time? Xiaotan, if you want to smoke for a while, you can do it. You have to settle the matter in Mingcheng first."
Jiang Yingyue pulled Zhang Chunlan and reminded her in a low voice: "Mom, don't talk nonsense. Tan Xuan wants cigarettes for other purposes. You will know in a moment."
Tan Xuan chuckled, "Auntie, don't worry, as long as Mingcheng still wants to come back, I will definitely let him come back. You will know right away what I want to smoke."
"In addition to smoking, what other uses are there for cigarettes?" Zhang Chunlan said she couldn't understand, but seeing that her daughter was a little unhappy, she resisted any other questioning.
Jiang Chong and Jiang Yong quickly carried Jiang Mingcheng downstairs. Everyone quickly stood up from the sofa and placed Jiang Mingcheng on the sofa. The three sides of the sofa in the living room were now occupied by two lying children.
Jiang Chong put down Jiang Mingcheng and went back to the room to get a freshly opened cigarette. He brought it over and asked, "Xiaotan, do you think this cigarette is okay?"
Tan Xuan smiled. He, as his future father-in-law, was well prepared for anything he did. He said, "It's just cigarettes, and you won't need so many."
Tan Xuan took out a box from it, held it in his hand and came to Jiang Mingcheng. He looked back at everyone and warned again: "I will call Mingcheng Hun'er later. Although there is no danger, you must remember not to make any noise. Hun'er
It will become timid and cautious when out of the body. If you disturb it, it may be bad for Mingcheng. If any of you feel that you can't control it, it's best to avoid it first and wait until Mingcheng wakes up before coming back."
"Well……"
Everyone turned their attention to Zhang Chunlan, because she was the one who was most likely to cause trouble.
Zhang Chunlan glared at everyone, "What do you think I'm doing? I'm making a noise?"
Zhang Chunlan felt guilty when she said this. She patted her chest and assured Tan Xuan: "Mingcheng is my son. I won't worry if I don't watch him wake up. Don't worry, Xiaotan, I won't say anything this time."
Yelling."
"Okay then, Auntie, you and everyone else should move back and don't get too close to Mingcheng. The same applies to Zihan. Move her to the side as well..."
Since they refused to leave, Tan Xuan asked them to stay away from Jiang Mingcheng. He didn't want to work so hard to call Jiang Mingcheng's soul back, only to be scared away by their shouts. The soul was frightened and then calmed down.
It took a lot of work.
"Let me try to see if a simple call to Hun'er works first."
Tan Xuan reached out and dipped some warm water in the cup, drew a pattern on Jiang Mingcheng's forehead, then pried open Jiang Mingcheng's mouth, inserted three cigarettes, lit them and whispered: "There are gods three feet above your head, and three pillars of fragrance."
Observing the Qingming Festival, there is a young man Jiang Mingcheng wandering around but has not returned..."
After Tan Xuan said a few expressionless words, he flicked the cigarette in Jiang Mingcheng's mouth and suddenly raised his voice and said loudly: "Where is Jiang Mingcheng now? Why don't you go home quickly?"
The butts of the three cigarettes suddenly flashed brightly, and then a large amount of black smoke emerged from the cigarette butts. The black smoke rolled up to the ceiling, then spread in all directions, and soon completely integrated into the living room, leaving only a choking smell.
Smoke smell.
"ah!"
The situation in front of him seemed to be beyond Tan Xuan's expectation. Tan Xuan's face suddenly darkened. He slapped Jiang Mingcheng's forehead with his hand, quickly pulled out the three cigarettes from Jiang Mingcheng's mouth, and then looked at them coldly.
Jiang Mingcheng remained motionless, his brows deeply furrowed and his expression became extremely solemn.
Everyone held their breath and watched Tan Xuan's actions. Seeing that Tan Xuan didn't make any next move, they became uneasy again. Finally, Jiang Yingyue couldn't bear it anymore and walked to Tan Xuan and asked softly: "What's wrong?
?Is there something wrong somewhere?"
Tan Xuan shook his head and then nodded, "There is something wrong."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yingyue asked eagerly.
"I called Hun'er to Mingcheng, but was met with resistance."
"Is it the guy you mentioned just now who fell in love with Mingcheng who was causing trouble?"
Tan Xuan shook his head, "It's not like that, if there was an external force to stop it, the black smoke wouldn't have dissipated so quickly. And the resistance was so quick and direct, it seems to be the resistance from Mingcheng's soul body itself."
"The resistance came from Mingcheng itself. Could it be that Mingcheng's soul was also controlled by that guy?" Jiang Yingyue panicked instantly and asked anxiously: "Is Mingcheng also refined into you by that guy?
Are you the kind of sycophant you mentioned before?"
She had seen what a demon looked like with her own eyes. Thinking of what her brother had become like, Jiang Yingyue's eyes immediately flashed with tears.
Tan Xuan wanted to hug Jiang Yingyue and stabilize her mood with actions, but in full view of the public, he did not dare to act arrogantly, so he could only comfort him and explain: "Don't think nonsense, it's not what you think.
.The soul is a soul, and the ghost is a ghost. Now that Mingcheng is alive, he will not be refined into a ghost."
"Then what should we do?" Jiang Yingyue asked in panic.
"Don't be anxious. I'll investigate what's going on first. You can bring me a bowl of water first."
Tan Xuan looked at Jiang Mingcheng who was motionless on the sofa, pulled out a few hairs from his temples, and asked for a pair of scissors to cut off a corner of the clothes he was wearing.
After Jiang Yingyue took a bowl of water and put it on the coffee table, Tan Xuan put the hair in his hand into the corner of his clothes and lit it. He was not afraid of burning his hands, and let the hair and the corners of his clothes burn to ashes in his hands.
Then he twisted it with his fingers to break up the residue that was not completely burned, and scattered it into the clear water in the bowl.
After lighting up a cigarette, Tan Xuan took a puff of smoke and blew out a smoke ring towards Jiang Mingcheng. The smoke ring hit Jiang Mingcheng's face, and was sucked into his body by Jiang Mingcheng's breath. Then Tan Xuan took another puff.
Smoke blew out on Jiang Mingcheng's face, but this time it was not a smoke ring, but a smoke ball, completely wrapping Jiang Mingcheng's head.
"this……"
The elders of the Jiang family were all stunned. They didn't know why Tan Xuan suddenly changed his name to Hun'er and performed tricks. There was nothing unusual about blowing out smoke rings. It was just that the smoke balls that Tan Xuan blew out were condensed and not dispersed. People surrounding Jiang Mingcheng
It was like a thin film on the head that never broke, which seemed to be a bit of a novelty for them, but this thing was obviously incomparable to the Soul Caller.
After Tan Xuan waited for the smoke ball to cover Jiang Mingcheng's head for two or three breaths, he waved his hand over Jiang Mingcheng's head. The smoke ball seemed to be attracted and flew to the bottom of Tan Xuan's palm, and it was under the palm of Tan Xuan's hand.
It slowly condensed in Tan Xuan's palm, and finally turned into a spherical shape only the size of a fist.
Tan Xuan turned around and patted the cigarette ball in his hand into the water bowl on the coffee table. The cigarette ball melted when it met the water and disappeared completely in an instant.
"this……"
Everyone was even more confused. Even Jiang Yingyue didn't know what Tan Xuan was doing, but his technique just now seemed very awesome, so they all stared at it. No one
Disturb Tan Xuan.
Tan Xuan brushed his hands over the water bowl, and after quickly forming seals, he took another strong puff of the cigarette and smoked the remaining cigarette to the end.
"call……"
Tan Xuan spit out a long and thin stream of smoke from his mouth and fell on the water in the bowl. This time the smoke did not continue to blend into the water, but formed a layer of smoke film on the water. With the smoke in Tan Xuan's mouth,
The gas continued to be exhaled, and the smoke film gradually solidified. When Tan Xuan exhaled all the smoke, the smoke film in the bowl was just level with the edge of the bowl.
Throwing away the cigarette butt, Tan Xuan flicked the edge of the bowl with his fingers, then held his sword against the edge of the bowl and shouted in a low voice: "Chasing the soul, show off!"
There were ripples on the water surface, causing the smoke film above to sway a little. After the ripples completely spread, a somewhat blurry picture appeared on the smoke film. In the picture, two naked people appeared, doing something shy.
, and that tireless man is Jiang Mingcheng.
"It's Mingcheng, he..."
Jiang Yingyue yelled and quickly covered her face. The scene was really unsightly.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with Mingcheng?"
Others were far away and only saw changes in the light and shadow on the surface of the bowl. They vaguely saw figures, but they couldn't see the details clearly at all. They hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.
"Snapped!"
Before anyone could come forward, the smoke film at the mouth of the bowl suddenly burst, white smoke flew in all directions, and the water in the bowl became extremely turbid.
"Why is this gone? What happened to Mingcheng?" Zhang Chunlan asked eagerly.
After everyone looked at each other, they all looked at Jiang Yingyue. She was the first to speak this time.
"Mingcheng, he..."
The scene just now was unsightly and even more unspeakable. Jiang Yingyue hesitated for a long time and was too embarrassed to tell what she saw.
"What happened to Mingcheng? You tell me." Zhang Chunlan yelled at Jiang Yingyue.
Tan Xuan snorted coldly from the side, "No wonder I can't call you back. It turns out I'm too happy to miss Shu."