"Hou Jiajun, you don't have to worry about my affairs from now on." She turned her head and shouted, "Chi Tianlin."
The person who had been standing silently behind Fang Hongzhao heard the call and immediately shouted, "Here he is!"
Ana'er said quietly: "Wait here."
He grinned, "Okay."
Once the wooden door was closed, the three people in the room were covered.
Chi Tianlin sat leaning on the corridor railing and said to Xiang Jingyi on the side: "I said you are like a mother-in-law in doing things. It's no wonder that Shu Ruo doesn't like you."
He lowered his eyes as if he was deeply shocked, but he did not forget to correct him, "She is not Shu Ruo."
"No matter who she is, if you want to stay by her side, be firm and leave if you are told. Are you stupid?" Chi Tianlin folded his arms and shook his head helplessly, "Chasing girls like you,
I’ll probably end up alone forever!”
Xiang Jingyi frowned slightly and said nothing.
inside the house.
Ana'er looked at the strange woman on the couch, took off his shoes without asking, walked inside and lay down next to her and closed his eyes, "Let's get started."
Fang Hongzhao glanced at Yan Jue, then looked at Ana'er on the couch with a smile, "It's not in vain that I'm wasting so much saliva, and you do believe us."
She slowly opened her eyes, "I'm tired and can't care so much. If you can help me, I'd be grateful. Just Yanjue, why are you doing this." Let her give up her attachment to Beijiang first, and then
When he said that he wanted to get rid of Yin Sa himself, Anal couldn't figure out what he was thinking. She laughed at herself: "You don't have to say sorry for me. I will also give Mo Shuruo's body back to you."
"Anal, I'm not pitying you, I understand you. Do you still remember the story of the dead bird you told me?" Yanjue stood there quietly, looking at the shocked look in her eyes when she suddenly turned her head, and said softly
Smiling lightly, "You can't give up on your true intentions just because you bumped into this big tree in Northern Xinjiang. This is not who you should be."
A tear dripped down the corner of her eye onto the pillow. She returned her gaze to the top of the bed and closed her eyes silently.
Yan Jue shook her head helplessly and stretched out her hand to signal Fang Hongzhao. Then she went up and gave Ana'er a pill that made him fall asleep quickly.
It's easy to keep a person's soul alive, but it's a bit difficult to transfer it to another person. After all, no one has tried it.
Fang Hongzhao said worriedly: "Are you sure you can use the Peach Blossom Soul to transfer the soul to another person? This seems a bit unreliable when you think about it, and it will definitely require a lot of internal energy."
"It's too easy for Ana'er to be distracted by Yin Sa in Mo Shuruo's body. I took this step because I also want to save her."
"But what if it doesn't work?"
He frowned and said, "It won't fail."
Pohungui's illusion is like a magnetic field that gathers and collects the scattered consciousness. The most difficult step no longer needs to be done. He only needs to use his internal force to activate the peach blossom soul and draw the spiritual consciousness into another body. This should not be done.
Disaster.
Fang Hongzhao was still unsure, "But... after all, Soul Gui is not around. Is it possible to rely solely on Peach Blossom Soul?"
"The spirit guarding Anal's body has already had an effect on her spiritual consciousness, so it doesn't matter if she is by her side or not."
Just like gas contained in a box, if you want to put it into another box, you just need to keep the gas from dispersing.
Hearing what he said, it seemed like she could give it a try, but she was very curious, "Anar's body is dead, and she doesn't know how Jiao Yin Chang put the scattered spiritual consciousness into Mo Shuruo's body."
"It's probably an ancient secret technique." Yan Jue remembered the way the old witch doctor dripped blood and recited a spell when he followed him to the Saint's Tomb that night. "Northern Xinjiang is famous for its voodoo magic, and its witchcraft is also comparable. Some
The common principle is actually similar to illusion, but witchcraft requires a corresponding price."
Feeling like he had learned a lesson, Fang Hongzhao touched his chin and nodded, "There is such a magical magic in the world!"
There is no such thing as witchcraft in Feihua Valley. She secretly learned about these things from ancient books thrown in an abandoned warehouse. However, she did not expect that witchcraft does not only refer to bugs.
"Witchcraft can backfire on you if you don't use it well. Compared with the poisonous insects, this is more terrifying." Yan Jue took out the Peach Blossom Soul and walked to the bed, saying: "Once the period of witchcraft is over, those who dare to learn will
There were only a few, and gradually it was lost. Today, there are probably very few people in northern Xinjiang who know witchcraft."
Seeing that he was about to start, Fang Hongzhao hurriedly stopped thinking about continuing to ask. She probed her head and asked: "Are you ready to start? Do you need my help?"
If Uncle Mo was rescued last time because he was in an illusion, he couldn't help, but today such a big thing as soul relocation has to be driven by external forces, so he must still be of some use.
"This matter is really dangerous, and I don't dare to be very sure. If you find that any of them have Qi deficiency during the process, you can feed them a life-sustaining pill as usual."
Fang Hongzhao patted her chest and said, "No problem, leave it to me."
Yan Jue then closed his eyes and calmed down to improve his energy.
No, the peach blossom soul in the palm of his hand, driven by him, gathered its strength in the air, floated above the two of them, and gradually emitted a pink light.
Human entities cannot touch nothingness. If they want to control their souls, they can only use the power of jade to turn themselves into nothingness.
For a moment, as if he had suddenly fallen into a dark place, Yan Jue, dressed in white, was spinning in place.
"Mo Shuruo, Ana'er!"
The voice echoed, but no one responded.
"Yan Jue..."
A familiar voice came from behind. He turned around and said in surprise: "Mo Shuruo!" Before she even moved two steps, her figure quickly merged into the darkness.
Just as he was wondering what was going on, two white lights slowly appeared in front of his eyes. At first, they were only the size of a palm, and gradually they condensed into two figures. One was dressed in purple with silver ornaments, and the other was in a black skirt and ink shirt. Both of them had their eyes closed, and they were hanging quietly.
Half empty.
He wanted to come closer and grab them, but was shaken away by a blood-red light. The pain in his head was like needles, causing him to suddenly open his eyes, pale and cover his chest, and a few traces of blood slowly slipped from the corners of his mouth.
"City Lord!"
His vision gradually became clearer, and Fang Hongzhao was looking at him anxiously, "What's going on? What's wrong with you?"
Yan Jue's expression was serious, and Fang Hongzhao didn't know what he sensed. Just looking at his reaction made people think it was something terrible.
Yanjue pressed his heart and said in disbelief: "Jiao Yinchang actually used the blood evil spirit..."
"What is the blood evil?"
"It's a contract between souls..." He clenched his fists tightly and said in a short voice, "Jiao Yinchang actually took Mo Shuruo's spiritual consciousness at the expense..."
Fang Hongzhao was shocked and said: "Are you saying that if Ana'er's spiritual consciousness is taken out, Mo Shuruo's spiritual consciousness will also be dispersed..."
He frowned fiercely, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, "Jiao Yinchang had no intention of letting the two of them come back to life..."
She couldn't think of a way, so she could only worry, "What should I do?"
He was silent for a moment and said: "I just accidentally touched the blood evil, and was blown away by the force of the backlash."
Seeing his pale appearance, Fang Hongzhao couldn't feel relieved, "Since it's so dangerous, why don't we forget it..."
He shook his head, "Once the blood evil is gone, the most important thing is to retain the spiritual consciousness of Ana'er and Mo Shuruo. Red Mandrill, teach me the skills."
"Ah..." She was at a loss, "How can I pass on my little internal strength? And the Cold Warning Technique can resist external forces..."
He closed his eyes and continued to gather his energy, "As long as I survive the blood evil erosion stage and keep me from fainting."
She hurriedly slapped him on the back, "What do you want to do again..."
"I want to draw the blood evil's backlash onto me!"
She almost jumped up, "No, you don't want to die!"
"It's better than neither of them waking up."
"Then what will you do..."
"I don't know." With a push from the palm of his hand, he reminded: "Don't talk and concentrate."
The two quickly entered a state of nothingness, and Fang Hongzhao was finally able to see the scene that Yan Jue had seen before.
She looked up at the dark surroundings and asked curiously: "What place is this?"
“Illusions of Peach Blossom Soul Architecture.”
Following Yan Jue's footsteps and walking closer to Mo Shuruo and Mo Shuruo, Fang Hongzhao was even more curious, "Is this their spiritual consciousness, just like ours now?"
Yanjue nodded, "It's just that we rely on external forces to see it, so it feels like it has an entity."
"That's it!" This feeling was the first time I tried it. It was amazing, but also a little scary.
"I want to break the blood evil, you hide behind me."
Fang Hongzhao still pushed her palm sensibly behind his back, "Don't worry about me."
Only then did Yan Jue gather his energy and focus. He touched his right arm with his left hand and pushed forward with his right hand. He concentrated on his two middle fingers and pushed his fingertips into the air. An invisible wall quickly spread out like ripples.
He was shaking all over and began to feel a little unbearable. The pressure around him suddenly increased, and Fang Hongzhao also felt faintly uncomfortable.
The backlash of the blood demon trembled, causing Fang Hongzhao to drop her hand and take two steps back. Without hesitation, she immediately gathered her energy and pushed her palm towards Yan Jue's back again.
In the darkness, dark red light gathered from all around, like evil ghosts, coveting four fresh souls.
Yan Jue said hurriedly: "The force of this backlash has exceeded my expectation. Red Mandrill, you should get out first, otherwise, let alone the three of us, I am afraid that even you will be affected by this evil spell!"
Seeing the black energy coming toward them, Fang Hongzhao was scared and confused, "How can you fight it alone if I leave?"
Seeing the backlash coming, there was no time to waste.
"Walk!"
Yan Jue raised her energy and shook, knocking her spiritual consciousness out in an instant. The force was so great that even her physical body was affected. Fang Hongzhao fell to the ground, and the pain made her whole body feel energetic. Without warning, she hit her right hand.
When I reached the candlestick next to me, it made a loud crackling sound.
The two people outside heard the sound and rushed in.
Chi Tianlin immediately took off his clothes to extinguish the flames that rushed to the door curtain. Xiang Jingyi squatted down and helped Fang Hongzhao up, then looked at Yan Jue in a halo of light, "Are you okay? What happened?
…”
Fang Hongzhao pressed her heart, which was still beating wildly, without blinking, "The city lord is sucking evil spirits!"
"Suck!"
Mo Shuruo has been fond of witchcraft since he was a child, so he has read many Miaoling ancient collections. The word "sha" initially referred to evil spirits that seek people's lives, and later it specifically refers to the witchcraft method of exchanging lives for lives.
After putting out the fire, Chi Tianlin ran over and looked at the three people on the bed, "Aren't they moving souls? Why have they turned into evil souls again?"
"Jiao Yinchang cast a blood evil on Shuruo to awaken Ana'er's spiritual consciousness, and the city lord is applying the backlash to himself."
Isn't this an act of suicide?
"no……"
Xiang Jingyi was about to step forward to stop him, but Fang Hongzhao grabbed him, "You can't go there, it's too dangerous!"
The halo emanated from the peach blossom soul floating in the air. It was originally pink and white, but gradually turned into black and red, and the whole room became a strange scene.
Fang Hongzhao and the other three stood at the door, looking dumbfounded.
After a while, the halo slowed down and slowly shrank into Yan Jue's body in a retracting state.
"Pfft--" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yan Jue fell straight back. The three people immediately swarmed up and supported Yan Jue.
"City Lord..." Fang Hongzhao's eyes were filled with tears, and he was almost crying.
Chi Tianlin grabbed half of his arm and said, "Hey, you don't want to die!!"
Although Xiang Jingyi was somewhat hostile to him, he never thought of letting him die.
He frowned and opened his eyes, and said weakly: "It won't be that easy..." There was still blood flowing out of his mouth, "The blood is attacking the heart, I concentrated on guarding the heart, and everything will be fine for the time being."
"You scared me to death..." Fang Hongzhao wiped away the cold sweat and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "This kind of thing is too dangerous!"
"Time is tight, how can I take care of so much."
Fang Hongzhao wiped the blood from his lips with her sleeve and muttered: "If my mother knew that I helped you suck evil spirits and brought you to this point, she would have to beat me to death..."
"I'm fine, don't worry." After consoling Fang Hongzhi, he said to Xiang Jingyi: "In case the blood evil is not gone, drag Ana'er's spiritual consciousness back to Mo Shuruo's body, Xiang Jingyi,
Take this woman away quickly."
Xiang Jingyi nodded, "I understand." He turned around, picked up the woman who had Ana'er's spiritual consciousness, and walked out of the room to another room.
He leaned on the edge of the bed to catch his breath, but his mind was very clear, "Hongdrill, please go back to the Emperor Wa Palace quickly to look for ancient books related to the blood evil to see if there is any way to eliminate it. Remember, you must be quick."
"I'll do it as soon as possible." She nodded and almost ran out.
Seeing the two people leaving one after another, Chi Tianlin pointed at himself, "What about me? How can I help you?"
"Red Mandrill's Qinggong is no match for yours, so just go with her and don't let anyone discover her."
"Okay!" He answered cheerfully and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.
As soon as everyone dispersed, his tense mind began to feel a little dazed, and the things in front of him gradually became blurred. Now he overused the Cold Warning Technique, and was hit by the blood evil one after another. His body was already overwhelmed, and it was difficult to move, so he simply got on the bed and directly
Lying together with Mo Shuruo.
It was blurry and passed out.
In the early hours of the second night, before dawn, Mo Shuruo had already opened his eyes. As he looked at the top of the bed and remembered what happened two months ago, Mo Shuruo had been motionless for half a stick of incense.
She remembered clearly how Jiao Yinchang captured her to Northern Xinjiang, and how he resurrected Ana'er. After more than a month of memories of Ana'er pouring into her mind, Mo Shuruo finally figured out what was happening now.
what happened.
It may take some time to accept the fact that another soul has lived in her own body for more than a month. After all, this is no longer within the scope of her cognition.
She was so shocked by all this that she couldn't recover for a long time. When she turned around and saw Yan Jue lying next to her, she was so frightened that she jumped up.
Seeing that he closed his eyes quietly, he seemed to be sleeping deeply. Mo Shuruo waved his hand in front of his eyes again, and after confirming it again, he supported the bed and crossed Yan Jue with difficulty. He was about to raise his other leg, but he didn't think about it.
Suddenly he frowned and turned his head. Mo Shuruo was so frightened that he took a breath and didn't dare to move.
This is really life-threatening.
If someone came in, Uncle Mo would be too embarrassed to see anyone. At this moment, she put her hands on Yan Jue's neck, straddled her legs on both sides of his waist, and knelt on him.
His defenseless look made her heartbeat skip a few beats, and she shook her head to wake herself up and stop being obsessed with beauty!
This posture was really embarrassing. When he saw that he had stopped moving, Mo Shuruo immediately raised his legs and moved out. She just woke up, her body was still a little weak, and she held her hands for too long, and her center of gravity was temporarily unstable.
, then he let out a low cry and fell down, hitting him right on the chest.
Mo Shuruo hurriedly pushed himself up, trying to escape before he woke up, but unfortunately, as soon as he raised his head, he bumped into him with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, "Wake up."
"Cough cough cough..." Uncle Mo choked so hard that he coughed so much that his lungs were about to vomit out.
He put his big hands around her waist, turned her around, laid her flat on the bed, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?" Just at this moment, there was a knock on the wooden door. Yan Jue glanced at it and whispered: "I'll wait for a while."
Just come back." He said that he had already turned over and got down, opened the door and went out.