Martin walked over and looked at Shi Yingxue inside through a small hole left in the door panel.
Just as the girls said, Shi Yingxue huddled alone in the darkest corner of the room, hugging her knees and shivering.
Her face was so bloody that even her normally bright pupils could not be seen clearly.
She seemed to suddenly quiet down, and Martin tried to call her Brother Xue softly. Unexpectedly, she looked at her palms in horror and screamed: "There is blood on my hands, there is blood!"
Martin had never heard such a painful and desperate scream from Shi Yingxue. It was like all hope had been squeezed out. She wanted to reach out and hug her last bit of light, but she saw her hands full of blood.
As a monk, why is she afraid of blood?
Martin found it unusual.
The little girl who followed him next to him was wiping tears, but Martin turned her head and scolded in a low voice: "Open the door!"
"Young master, it's impossible. Mr. Xue is crazy and powerful now. If you go in, you will be injured too!"
"Young master, I don't know anyone anymore..."
The girls started crying again while talking. Martin really felt that crying made him tired. Shi Yingxue was not dead yet, so they were crying here. Those who didn't know thought Shi Yingxue had already passed away.
"Stop crying, I'm not dead yet, don't let me cry to death! If you feel like you can't do anything, just leave the key and you all go outside and don't come near this room again."
Martin rubbed his eyebrows.
"But……"
"No buts!"
His downcast face was so scary that the girls couldn't resist him and were frightened to death by him, so they had no choice but to tremble and hand the key to his hand, and then ran away quickly.
The one named Xiao Wan ran to the door, stopped and looked back at him, with worry and hope in his eyes: "Sir, Mr. Xue is a very nice person, I hope you can save him!"
"knew."
Martin's face finally softened. He nodded, and a smile appeared on Xiaowan's face. She wiped the tears on her face, nodded her head hopefully, and said, "Mr. Xue will be fine."
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After saying that, he ran out and closed the door of Shi Yingxue's small courtyard.
When Martin turned around to look at Shi Yingxue carefully, he saw her jumping up and down crying and laughing, but her movements were very abnormal, as if someone was holding her hands and feet and forcing her to make these movements.
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Martin's pupils shrank severely. He had seen such a scene many years ago.
That time left an indelible trauma in his heart. At that time, he was unable to undo it and could only cry secretly. But today, he is different from the past.
He bit his finger open, put a drop of blood in each of his left and right eyes, blinked, and the normally black pupils suddenly turned into a fiery red.
And once you do this, what you could see with the naked eye will be completely different.
He looked back at the scene behind him, and saw nothing but desolation. It was clearly a clear sky and daylight, but the trees seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black shadow.
Turning around and looking at the closed room of Shi Yingxue, one could see the entire house, with cornices and carved windows, and even the green gauze covering the windows was covered with a layer of snarling black mist.
This kind of black mist is like a creature with a soul, like black snakes or ribbons flying in the wind. They are entangled and entangled. More and more black mist overlaps, and the original appearance of the house is lost.
Can't see clearly.
Indeed it is.
This is ghost fog.
Speaking of ghost fog, the cultivation sects in the Central Plains may not know much about it, but those who live by the sea may know a little about it.
As the saying goes, if you rely on the mountains, you will eat the mountains, and if you rely on the sea, you will eat the sea. There are countless fishermen on the seaside. These fishermen either make a living by fishing or fishing for pearls, and they all deal with water.
It is also true that the weather at the seaside is always changeable, and the waves are unpredictable and rough. Many fishermen drown in the sea every year.
Some people die without much resentment, so they are reincarnated.
Some people are so unwilling that they become resentful spirits and stay in this world.
But generally speaking, resentful spirits will slowly disappear over time unless they are controlled by someone with intentions.
In addition to demon cultivators and human cultivators, there is also a mysterious cultivator, the ghost cultivator.
In fact, the ghost cultivator has some similarities with humans. He has a human body and a human body shape, but inside he is an evil soul that is completely different from humans.
Human cultivators of demon cultivators all use spiritual energy as the basis of their cultivation, while ghost cultivators use the resentment and ghost energy of resentful spirits as the source of their cultivation.
Just like human cultivators can sign contracts with spiritual beasts, ghost cultivators can also have their own partners.
However, his "partner" is much crueler than the human cultivator. The contract signed between the human cultivator and the spirit beast is often voluntary, but the ghost cultivator forcibly captures the soul of the person who has just died and forcibly transforms it into a human being.
Become your own vassal.
Ghosts often don't have much sanity of their own, and just remember the most profound thing they remembered before they died. The ghost cultivator will use this matter as a bait, forcefully induce it, and then use a set of secret techniques possessed by the ghost cultivator to kill the person who has lost his sanity.
Take the soul back and serve yourself.
Ordinary ghosts are not very powerful, but the most powerful ones are those wraiths.
Resentful spirits that have been cultivated by ghosts can produce ghost mist, and the effect of ghost mist is more powerful than the spells that many people practice as demon cultivators.
If the human monk being targeted is not as good as a ghost cultivator, then the ghost mist produced under his command can trap the person in the thing that he fears the most deep in his heart, and make the person fall into the illusion weaved by it.
Not knowing it makes people's souls more tormented and painful, and finally their souls collapse and their bodies and souls die.
What's even more disgusting is that these ghost cultivators can also take the souls of monks killed by them into their own magic weapons, or directly refine the souls to increase their own strength, which is very despicable.
There were not many ghost cultivators left in the war between humans and ghosts thousands of years ago, and they no longer dared to openly cause trouble. How could they appear here?
It stands to reason that Shi Yingxue is just a young disciple, how could he be targeted by a ghost cultivator?
There are still ghost cultivators who can possess such powerful resentful spirits.
The normal way to deal with this is quite tricky, but it's not completely unsolvable.
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Xiao Wan and several girls were wandering around outside. They were very afraid of hearing the sound of Martin being attacked by Shi Yingxue, but after listening for a long time, there was no sound.
After a while, they saw Martin coming out.
He was holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand. He didn't know what was inside, but there was still a little blood left on the outside.