Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

As the wet sassafras paper became more and more confusing on the face, Sanniang quickly couldn't breathe and trembled and struggled.

"What are you doing, killing!" The pony cried in surprise.

"I want to kill her. After she dies, all the displaced souls will be free of acupuncture points before they can dismantle the soul." Ye Shaoyang looked at the pony, "Hoop tight, don't let her move!"

"Where, I am not a murderer, I can't make it!" Although I know that this is saving people, but I think that I am killing people, the pony can't pass the psychological barrier. Chong Ye Shaoyang said: "You are thinking of ways, Otherwise I can let go!"

Ye Shaoyang was helpless. He had to pull a dirty quilt from the bed, wrapped it in the back of Sanniang, pulled it to the front, wrapped it in two, and tied it into a knot.

The pony immediately let go. Ye Shaoyang personally pressed San Niang's shoulder to control her twisting.

The pony saw the picture and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He said, "You must save her for the small leaves, or we will become murdered."

Sanniang’s struggle gradually became weak, and then the whole body trembled, almost shaking Ye Shaoyang’s hands, and then the straight back was a little soft and dead.

Ye Shaoyang quickly licked the yellow paper on her face, put the early painted ghost symbol on her face, and then put her down on the bed, and took a breath, said: "Okay, let She returned to the soul."

"Is this all right?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded.

The pony immediately said the question in his heart: "Why are you using such a weird way to kill her?"

Ye Shaoyang glanced at him: "You think that I want to spend so much effort. I am saving people, not killing people. I must ensure that her body is intact. Even if she is killed, it is easy to cause throat damage. Only this can make She died without injury.

When a person is dying, the strength is great. If something is tied to her arm, she struggles and her arm is easily injured, so let you hug her, you still don't do it! ”

The pony understood this and scratched his head. "But in that case, I always feel that I am killing people and can't overcome psychological obstacles."

Ye Shaoyang was too lazy to care for him, sent him to the door to guard, and no one could put it in before he told him to come in.

After the pony left, he waited for a while, and glanced at the ghost charm. The rune above was already connected. It was time, so he helped San Niang sit up.

Sitting behind her, taking out the needle box of the 18th needle, then pulling down her collar, revealing the back neck, taking out three golden needles, piercing the acupuncture points, and then stabbing a big needle on the top of the head. Pull both hands to the back, stab the last two needles in the tiger's mouth of both hands, and then start to evoke the soul...

This process lasted for a long time, and his cell phone rang in the middle, and there was no time to take care of it.

After an hour, the spell is completed.

The process was very hard, but the result was very successful. Ye Shaoyang put the needles together, put down San Niang, looked at her face, his face was ruddy, his face was peaceful, and he had already slept.

This is a normal reaction. Although her three souls and seven scorpions have been returned, it will take some time to fully integrate with the acupoints.

Ye Shaoyang wiped the sweat, put things in order, got out of bed and went out, and nodded in the face of the pony's inquiry.

At this time, he remembered that the mobile phone had ringed this incident, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and saw that there were several missed calls. They were all sent by Ye Xiaomeng. In the heart, is there any urgent need to find yourself?

Hurry back to the phone, and the result waited for a long time no one answered. Just then, a strange smell spread from the trouser pocket.

Ye Shaoyang reached out and touched it. It was the mahogany sword given by Ye Xiaomeng. The lines carved on it flowed like water, and they were shocked when they arrived: this is the Qiankun twin sword, one encounters ghosts and evil spirits, the other will Is there a change, is it that Ye Xiaomeng has a ghost?

Holding the wooden sword at the moment, I felt that the fluctuation of this breath came from the north direction.

"You look at her here, I am going to do things!" Ye Shaoyang yelled at the pony, flew out of the house, ran all the way to the north, took out the mobile phone, and wanted to call Ye Xiaomeng again. A missed text message, just take a look at it is exactly what Ye Xiaomeng sent, the content is only one sentence: no one answers you, I go to the two mountains to see, go back and find you.

The two mountains, that is not the place where Ye Qiushan met Ye Xiaoshuo? That place really has problems!

Ye Shaoyang dialed another phone in the past, but no one answered, but had to give up and run all the way to the north.

He did not know the specific location of the two mountains, but under the guidance of the twin swords, twenty minutes later, he came to the foot of a barren hill.

To be precise, there are two barren hills with a few meters long canyon in the middle. From the perspective of the mountains that complement each other, the two mountains were originally one and separated.

The grass in the valley is full of silence, silent and silent.

The position that the twin swords perceive is not far from the front.

Ye Shaoyang entered the valley, did not go far, and saw Ye Xiaomeng at a glance, sitting behind a rock, his hair was messy and his face was blue.

"Xiao Meng, what's wrong, Xiaomeng?" Ye Shaoyang screamed a few times, and Ye Xiaomeng was sluggish and completely unresponsive.

Ye Shaoyang realized that it was wrong. He squatted in front of her and fixed his eyes. He was shocked on the spot: Ye Xiaomeng’s skin was covered with a layer of fine hoarfrost, but the bottom of his eyes was black.

She... is evil. This time it is not a ghost, but a real ghost!

Although Ye Xiaomeng is not deep in mana, but after all, it is a mage, a ghost who can go to the Master, and it is never ordinary.

Ye Shaoyang did not move, took out the big money from the belt, cut the **** in the sleeve tube, and gently swiped it on it, drawing a blood-staining symbol according to the four elephants in the heaven and earth.

Ye Xiaomeng suddenly looked up at him. Unlike the people who were generally in the upper body of the ghosts, her two nephews were not turbid at all, but they were very bright, but the shots were not human eyes.

Ye Shaoyang secretly inhale, this guy, repair is too strong, right?

"Who are you?" Ye Shaoyang took the lead in breaking the deadlock. He felt that since the other party did not start, it might be possible to talk about it.

"You...who is it?" The voice is a man, very cold, as if with countless echoes, "Why are you going to take care of this?"

Ye Shaoyang did not make a sound, and took a step toward Ye Xiaomeng.

Ye Xiaomeng suddenly shook his head: "It's useless, everyone will die, one by one, all die... you can't stop anything."

How did Ye Sanyang feel the same as San Niang said, and said casually: "You are Ye Xiaoshuo?"

A gust of wind blew through the ground.