I made myself the protagonist

In folklore, Yin soldiers, as the name suggests, refer to soldiers from the underworld. Different from ordinary "haunted ghosts" and "ghosts", Yin soldiers often appear in groups of "ghosts" when they cross paths.

There are generally three types of Yin soldiers taking advantage of the passage: the first is caused by the lingering resentment of the army after its defeat, coupled with the weather and geographical environment at that time. It is said that this kind of situation needs to be formed in a very Yin place, so it is very easy to

Hard to see.

As for the second type, after a catastrophe, the ghosts of the victims gather together, and the underworld sends messengers to capture the souls.

The third type is easier to see when fighting and marching in ancient times. It is said that in order to prevent the Yin soldiers and Yang soldiers from colliding with each other, the underworld made the Yin soldiers appear and take advantage of the way.

But now, the situation that Ling Yun and others encountered was different from the above three.

The reason why there are Yin soldiers in the building is because the Taoist priest A Jiuyang has reached the end of his life, but he uses the imp to extend his life. The Yin soldiers cannot accept anyone, so they will keep wandering in the building every night, looking for the person to be detained.

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In the darkness, Ling Yun felt a chill all over his body.

The four Yinzai were slender, like walking on stilts, almost reaching the ceiling. They were dressed in red linings and cyan robes, and each held an old red paper umbrella in their hands.

Moving slowly. In the quiet corridor, the robe dragged on the ground, making a slight rubbing sound.

Several sinister faces were covered under paper umbrellas, making it impossible for people to see their faces clearly; but the sinister energy emanating from all over their bodies made people feel creepy even from a distance.

Ling Yun and Zhao Sicheng, who knew the dangers involved, naturally did not dare to move and leaned against the wall obediently. When one of the evil spirits passed by the two of them, its long sleeve almost rubbed Ling Yun's face.

Ling Yun turned his head stiffly, his whole face firmly pressed against the wall.

On the other side, Zhao Sicheng frowned. Ling Yun saw his strange expression, and the next second he heard a "pop" sound. His lower abdomen, which had been suppressing the tightening, suddenly popped out and directly touched the last Yinsha.

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Ling Yun was going crazy. Good guy, Zhao Sicheng is so impartial, why couldn't he hold back at this moment?

Yin Chai suddenly stopped and slowly turned his head under the gaze of the two men.

Although Yin soldiers will not take the initiative to attack humans, if ordinary people encounter Yin soldiers who take advantage of the way and refuse to give way, and are bumped into, their souls will be taken away.

No, what should I do?

Ling Yun's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He held Zhao Sicheng's hand tightly and his legs began to tremble slightly.

Zhao Sicheng knew that he was in trouble now. He was heartbroken and was about to go all out and activate the blood spell again; but on the other side, Ling Yun's reaction was faster than him.

Ling Yun took out a handful of yellow paper money from his pocket, raised it and threw it into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he lit three more incense sticks and carefully placed them by the wall.

Curls of white smoke floated in the air, exuding a simple and quiet sandalwood scent.

These are not ordinary paper money and incense, but props specially exchanged by Ling Yun, specifically used to bribe wandering ghosts.

Fortunately, yinzai are also ghosts, and these props are very useful to them. After a pause for a few seconds, the four yinzai did not embarrass Zhao Sicheng and the two again, but picked up their feet and left slowly.

It was clearly midsummer, but the corridor was as cold as winter. Ling Yun held his breath, and his body gradually curled up into a ball. He simply closed his eyes, no longer daring to stare at the indescribable and terrifying thing in the darkness.

Time passed slowly minute by minute, and when the four sinister figures disappeared at the corner of the corridor, to everyone, it seemed as long as a century had passed.

"At this time every night from now on, remember to walk close to the wall... Otherwise, you will be in trouble if you bump into those things... Good luck and good luck..." Yang Feng muttered vaguely, and after leaving these words,

He took his son and left.

"Thank you." Ling Yun thanked him and watched the mother and son walk into the meter room.

"Huh, I'm scared to death... Money really can make all the difference. I didn't expect your incense paper money to be effective against evil spirits. I remember that this prop is not cheap, right?"

Zhao Sicheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Ling Yun with lingering fear: "Thanks to you this time."

"It's okay. You saved my life before. Hurry up and find the others. Go back to the house early after dinner. As for what to do with Aunt Mei, we still need to discuss it."

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he quickly went downstairs with Zhao Sicheng.

When they walked through the corridor, saw the bright light of the late night snack stalls, and smelled the aroma of food in the air, they felt that the chill in their bodies had faded a lot.

"Here?" Chen You passed by with a cigarette in his mouth and a bowl of fried rice. After walking to the two of them, he stopped and looked at Ling Yun and Zhao Sicheng thoughtfully, frowning slightly: "You two

He's quite capable, he hit two vaginal objects twice and was unscathed."

"She's still a little injured." Zhao Sicheng raised his hand wrapped in gauze and said with a wry smile.

"Young man, take it easy." Chen You smiled half-heartedly and patted Zhao Sicheng's shoulder. Without waiting for the latter to speak, he said to himself: "Go, your friends have been waiting for a long time."

As soon as Chen You walked away, Li Xinjian stood up and greeted Ling Yun and the two of them from a distance away, indicating that they should come over and have something to eat.

To Ling Yun's surprise, besides Su Li, another newcomer named Fu Yuanju did not come to participate in this discussion.

Faced with Ling Yun's inquiry, Li Xinjian stumbled and explained that after receiving the text messages from the two of them, he originally planned to ask the other party to go downstairs together, but unexpectedly Fu Yuanju suddenly said that he was feeling a little unwell and wanted to sleep in the house for a while.

Zhao Sicheng saw that the other party was hesitating and had a strange look on his face, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

"Do you believe the bullshit that kid said? Are you brainless? It's obvious that he wants to act alone!"

He slammed the table, stood up angrily, pointed at Li Xinjian and yelled: "Damn it, I won't stop him if he wants to die, but if he does something stupid and something goes wrong, he will suffer.

It’s all of us! Why didn’t you stop him?!”

Li Xinjian trembled violently and said with a guilty conscience: "I...I tried to persuade him, but he said that Miss Su also ignores the team and acts alone. Everyone relies on their own abilities and no one can stop anyone. He called us

Don't worry, I said I won't do anything outrageous..."

In fact, Fu Yuanju also tried to persuade Li Xinjian to act with him at that time; but Li Xinjian had too many concerns, and his ability was only suitable for physical combat, so he had no chance of winning against ghosts, so he declined the other party's proposal.

"That guy is different from Su Li. He really knows how to mess around! No, contact him quickly!"

Ling Yun's face was ashen. After he finished speaking, Pan Rong immediately dialed Fu Yuanju's mobile phone number, and then looked worried: "No, no one answered..."

"What exactly is Fu Yuanju going to do? Did he really not tell you that you are living together?" Although Ji Xinke was a newcomer, he saw the unkind expressions of Zhao Sicheng and others and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Li Xinjian shook his head blankly, saying that Fu Yuanju was a very thoughtful person. Seeing that he did not agree with his plan, he never revealed the next part of the action.

He just told himself to help him find an excuse to deal with Ling Yun and others, and he wanted to explore the building to see if there were any new clues while he was free.

"We just came out of Qian Xiaohao's house, and Ah Jiu went back to the Taoist temple to refine the puppets, and there are imps there. He, an ordinary person, doesn't dare to go there and offend. The only breakthrough is at Aunt Mei's house!"

It has just been a day since Uncle Dong died. Uncle Dong, who has not yet awakened, is just a new corpse and does not pose any threat to people; and Aunt Mei is just an old man...

Thinking of Fu Yuanju's previous idea of ​​changing the plot, Ling Yun quickly thought of what the other party was going to do: he wanted to destroy Uncle Dong's body and destroy Ah Jiu's corpse refining plan!

Ling Yun hurriedly pushed Li Xinjian away, turned around and ran back towards the building. Zhao Sicheng also cursed a few words angrily, and then followed Ling Yun, leaving the late-night snack stall one after another.