Yin Yang ghost hunter

I left the conference room and hurried to my residence. After all, it was no joke to get these treasures at once.

The crowd outside has also dispersed, and even the fire place has been cleared away. Only a few people are crying there, mourning their deceased relatives, and of course, there are many members of the ghost hunter family in this vast area.

We were competing with each other on the field, and seemed to be preparing for the big battle tomorrow. I specifically looked for my cousin and the others, and found that they were not there. Could it be that they had returned to their residence?

I put away these two treasures and ran home all the way. My uncle was still sitting on the sofa, but my cousin and Jiang He were not there. I looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten in the morning. Even if they were patrolling, they would not be there.

It should have ended at eight o'clock. At that time, everyone was participating in the cremation, except for some injured disciples. Moreover, when Qi Shitou and I fought, if my cousin and the others knew about it, they would definitely come up. Where did they go? They were attacked by Blood Soul.

An ambush by the disciples?

"Xiao Yuan, you're back."

My uncle waved to me, and the whole living room was filled with a strong aroma of chicken soup, which immediately aroused my appetite.

"Well, as for my cousin, didn't they go out on patrol at six o'clock?"

I sat on the sofa and asked. I was very worried. I didn't want them to end up like Wang Sheng.

"They came back around nine o'clock. They seemed to be setting up some kind of venue to prepare for tomorrow's ambush. They probably won't be back until the afternoon. By the way, Aunt Zhang made chicken soup. You can drink some too later. We, the Zhong family,

They are all born with vaginal bones, so drinking some chicken soup is good for your health."

My uncle patted me on the shoulder and seemed very pleased. He looked much better.

"Well, by the way, Li Nianbai hasn't gotten up yet?"

I glanced at the coffee table and saw that breakfast was still there, so I asked casually.

"He didn't get up. He was sleeping soundly. I called him but he didn't get up. Why are today's children so sleepy? Fortunately, Zhong Yuan, you are very hardworking. From now on, the important responsibilities of our Zhong family will fall on your shoulders. You

I can afford it.”

My uncle took a cup of tea from the coffee table, took a sip, and looked at me proudly.

I scratched my head in embarrassment, pointed to my bedroom, and said, "Then I'll go in first and see what's going on with him. When my cousin and the others come back, I have something else to tell you."

"Go, go, remember to come out for chicken soup later. Aunt Zhang will stay here for lunch. She brought some tableware, so you don't have to go to the cafeteria for lunch."

The uncle nodded and looked at me with a smile.

I opened the door, opened the curtains, and then tore away the ghost-suppressing charm. Anyway, the little ghost head wouldn't come out during the day.

Li Nianbai was simply wrapped into a rice dumpling on the bed, with his head not even exposed.

"Hey, get up, I have something important to discuss with you."

I patted the quilt and spoke. Although Grandma Lan said that he would go with me, he still had to get his permission after all.

But Li Nianbai didn't say a word, so I shook it again, and finally pulled away the quilt. The boy huddled up in a ball, and his body was trembling a little. I was slightly shocked, and I stretched out my hand and put it on his forehead. It was hot and hot.

If you look closely at his neck, you will see that it is very white. The palm print from yesterday has disappeared, but why is it still like this?

"Don't scare me. Grandma said you are very strong, and didn't you remove the Yin Qi from your neck? Why are you still looking like this? Do you have a cold?"

I patted his face, which was wet. He frowned tightly, bit his lip with his teeth, and there was a shocking trace of blood.

"Li Nianbai, wake up!"

I directly helped him up, and then he slowly opened his eyes, stared at me with a confused expression, grinned slightly, and said:

"What...what happened?"

His voice was very weak, his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead, and he looked at me feebly.

"What's wrong? I want to ask how you are now? If you don't like it, you have to tell it. What's the point of hiding it? Are you afraid that we will harm you?"

I snorted coldly, looked at Li Nianbai who was trying to pretend to be strong, and started scolding him.

Li Nianbai smiled sheepishly and said: "My mother said, you have to rely on yourself for everything, even outside. Don't trust anyone easily. I was just a little injured. When my magic power recovers, I will be able to heal it."

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"Mana?"

I glanced at Li Nianbai in confusion, feeling that he was becoming more and more mysterious.

"Mana is equivalent to your ghost hunting power."

He crossed his legs hard and explained that he was wearing a white shirt, his chest was slightly exposed, and it was faintly dark inside. I took another look at the rest of his body, and the rest of the body was smooth and white, but his chest was

It exudes a black evil spirit.

"What's going on?"

I asked, pointing to his chest.

"I was slapped by the Black Mountain Demon, but it doesn't matter. With the strength of my body, these evil spirits will be resolved."

Li Nianbai looked down and said with a smile.

"You really don't need my help? Tomorrow you have to sneak into Jiuhuang City with me. There is a very important task. Are you sure you are capable of it in your current state?"

I glanced at him and said.

"Really? Great, you can play again. If you really want to help, then use the Dao lines in your palm. The rest of the things are of no help to these evil spirits. You can have the Dao lines in your palm. Yesterday I didn't

That’s nice to say.”

Li Nianbai grinned, showing his white teeth.

Then he untied his chest, and a dark palm print appeared. This palm print was like splashing ink, and it exuded the spirit of evil spirit. This evil spirit is much more powerful than Yin evil spirit. Yin evil spirit can be eliminated, but

Mosha is a higher level, and this kid can actually hold on until now.

I sat down opposite him, raised my palm, and the power of ghost hunting poured into my palm. After a while, the lines in my palm opened, and the dazzling golden light made Li Nianbai unable to open his eyes. I pressed on the black palm print.

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"Chichi..."

An astonishing force of coldness began to erode the lines in my palm. My face changed drastically, and I wanted to withdraw my hand, but there seemed to be a strong suction on his chest, and I couldn't break away at all.

"Oops!"

I can already feel the ghost hunting power in my body passing quickly, and I can clearly feel that the lines in my palm are constantly bombarding the black evil palm print.

Just when I felt that my ghost hunting power was about to run out, Li Nianbai opened his eyes and pushed me away. He was so strong that he pushed me off the bed. I rolled to the door and hit my head on the door panel.

, let out a scream.

"Creak!"

The door opened, and my uncle ran in with a look of panic on his face, helped me up, and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's okay, let's get rid of the evil spirit from this kid."

I rubbed my forehead and said.

The palm print on Li Nianbai's chest had disappeared, and an invisible energy surged around him, making his white shirt rustle and his hair dance continuously. A faint smile appeared on his smooth forehead.

The green mark looked like a small sword, but it quickly disappeared. He made a circle with his hands and placed it on his Dantian. He often exhaled a breath, jumped up from the bed with a smile, and shouted:

"I'm finally fine. I feel great. Zhong Yuan, I'm hungry and want to eat."

"There is it in the living room. Where can you go by yourself? How old are you? You still act like a child. Am I your father?"

I snorted coldly and looked at Li Nianbai who was running out of the room. He was trying to break away from his uncle's support and wanted to sit on the bed to rest. However, his limbs were a little out of control and he fell down. My pocket

The sandalwood box and golden bone hand inside fell to the floor.

"Zhong Yuan, what method did you use to treat him? It actually consumed so much ghost hunting power. Could it be that you used the Dao lines in your palm?"

My uncle helped me pick up these things and asked while looking at them. He actually left me on the floor like this, my attention completely attracted by these two treasures.

"Yes, my good uncle, I used the Dao lines in my palm to help him heal his wounds. Can you return the things in your hand to me?"

I gritted my teeth and got up from the ground, sat down on the bed, and said angrily.

"Zhong Yuan, what is this treasure and where did you get it? If you sell it, you might get a good price."

The uncle smiled and handed me the sandalwood box and the bone hand. Originally, he wanted to check out the bone hand to see if it was made of gold.

"No, this is a treasure. Grandma Lan and senior Luo Duohan gave it to me. I may be able to use them tomorrow. Now I want to restore the lost ghost hunting power. Uncle, please help me keep an eye on Li Nianbai.

It's best not to let him go out and cause trouble."

I rubbed my head and spoke.

"Don't worry, it's no problem. Would you like a bowl of chicken soup?"

Before my uncle left, he turned around and asked.

"Keep your drink to yourself and don't let anyone disturb me."

I looked at my uncle feebly and whispered. Then he closed the door and I began to meditate to restore my ghost hunting power.

Li Nianbai ran into the living room and looked at the cooled meat buns on the coffee table with shining eyes. He didn't care, grabbed one with each hand, and ate it.

"Brother Shan, your chicken soup is ready. I'll bring it to you."

Zhang Ya's beeping voice came from the kitchen, and soon Zhang Ya came to the living room carrying a big jar.

He was originally going to feed his uncle, but he cleverly broke away and said: "Aya, go ahead and do your work. I'll drink it myself. By the way, how's the news about Ling Zi?"

"I haven't seen you come out of Jiuhuang City yet. Remember to finish drinking this chicken soup. I'll go to the kitchen first."

After Aya finished speaking, she walked into the kitchen with a very unhappy expression.

The uncle immediately fell into deep thought. It wasn't until Li Nianbai choked on his bun that he woke up, patted him on the back and said, "Eat slowly and drink some soup."

Li Nianbai nodded, then held the big jar in both hands and drank in an indistinct manner.

It wasn't until after four o'clock in the afternoon that I recovered all the ghost hunting power I had consumed. Unexpectedly, it actually increased a little. Although it was not obvious, when I came out, my cousin and Jiang He had already returned.

And the four of them were sitting on the sofa, watching TV very leisurely.

"I have a few things to announce. The first thing is that Nian Bai and I will go to Jiuhuang City tomorrow to see if we can take my father over from the Blood Soul Sect. The second thing is to bother a few people to help me.

Protector, I want to eat this treasure to increase my ghost hunting power."

After saying that, I took out the sandalwood box with a smile, grabbed the Hanxue Fruit from inside, and shook it proudly at a few people.