Mo Hua looked around and frowned slightly.

No……

There is no evil spirit at all.

There are no evil spirits either.

This is just a spooky house with dead people. Other than that, there is nothing unusual about it.

What's going on?

Mo Hua was puzzled.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill spreading against the back of his neck.

A pair of pale and delicate palms slowly stretched out, as if to strangle his neck.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, and he immediately used Water Step to escape from this cold and sinister murderous intention. He turned around and saw Hua Qianqian's empty eyes, staring at Mo Hua, with a pair of arms stretched forward, as if to strangle Mo Hua to death.

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"Possessed?!"

The ink painting feels slightly creepy.

When did it happen? He didn't notice it at all?

When the demon-possessed "Hua Qianqian" saw that Mo Hua had not been strangled to death, she immediately became angry, opened her two white claws, and attacked Mo Hua again.

Ink painting has no choice but to deal with it temporarily.

The two of them chased each other in the house that was scorched by the fire.

Hua Qianqian is already in the late stage of foundation building. Her cultivation level is much higher than that of ink painting. However, she is a spiritual practitioner and is proficient in Baihua Acupuncture. After being possessed by a ghost, she only retains her instincts and can only kill like a physical practitioner.

, it poses little threat to Mo Hua, who is known for his body skills.

But continuing like this is not an option.

If you make a big fuss and are discovered by others, you will be in big trouble.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and whispered: "Sister, I'm offended."

"Hua Qianqian" was driven by ghost thoughts and threw herself at the ink painting. The ink painting was like flowing water, lightly dodged, went around behind "Hua Qianqian", took out a "Qianjun Stick" with her backhand, activated the formation, and knocked

On the back of "Hua Qianqian"'s head.

"Hua Qianqian" also practiced physical training, but her physical body was not strong. After receiving the blow, her consciousness was shaken and her body slowly fell down.

Mo Hua quickly caught her body and laid her flat on the ground.

But just for a moment, "Hua Qianqian" opened her eyes again, and her eyes were like a ghost hosting them, and her ferocious nature was revealed.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Hua immediately took out a piece of black cloth and covered Hua Qianqian's forehead.

On this piece of black cloth, a sealed Shinto formation was drawn in ink.

The black cloth wrapped around the head sealed the evil ghost in the sea of ​​consciousness, and also restrained the evil ghost's power to a certain extent.

"Hua Qianqian" looked distorted, but her body couldn't move.

But continuing like this is still not an option.

Fierce ghosts can devour people's spiritual thoughts.

If it remains sealed in Senior Sister Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness, then Senior Sister Qianqian will be in danger.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then tried to look cold and said:

"I will unlock the seal later. If you don't come out, I will seal you inside forever and let you rot and die together with this body!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Hua carefully peeled off the yellow cloth a little.

But "Hua Qianqian" still wanted to strangle his neck.

He had no choice but to seal the devil away again. This time he changed his rhetoric and sneered:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Once you die with this body, your resentment will be completely wiped out. Your long-cherished wish before death will return to hell with you. It will never be realized in this life."

After saying this, Mo Hua could clearly feel the ghost thoughts in Hua Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he gently opened the seal.

Sure enough, a gloomy and cold ghost thought, like three-nine days of ice water, suddenly surged out of Hua's shallow sea of ​​consciousness.

After it gushes out, Mo Hua immediately takes out another piece of black cloth and covers Hua Qianqian's forehead.

On this black cloth, the Shenguan Formation is painted.

Use spiritual thoughts to form a gate and lock the sea of ​​consciousness.

In this way, ghost thoughts will no longer be able to invade Senior Sister Qianqian's sea of ​​consciousness after a while.

At this time, the room was filled with ghost thoughts and suddenly became a bit colder.

The ink painting has bright eyes, containing golden light, looking into the room.

He could see that in the void, there was a dark shadow that seemed real or illusory, exuding astonishing resentment and filled with great hatred for all living people.

This is the jealousy of the dead towards the living.

It is also the resentment of those who died tragically towards those who survived.

This phantom of ghost thoughts is different from the evil spirits composed of ghosts, corpses, demons and other divine thoughts that Mo Hua has encountered before.

It is more like a collection of "resentment and hatred".

Without a clear will, the resentment from his lifetime remains, and he acts in an almost instinctive manner.

Even a bit like...

Evil?

Mo Hua's pupils trembled slightly, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to understand something, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment.

"No matter what it is, you can't keep it, otherwise it will be a big disaster."

But looking at the ghost thoughts in front of him, Mo Hua felt helpless.

His consciousness cannot leave his body.

The sword turned into a spiritual thought cannot be used in reality.

Otherwise, it only takes one sword to kill this ghostly thought.

If you can't kill him, you can only find a way to introduce the ghost thoughts into your own sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly, he opened his arms and pretended to be arrogant:

"Don't you want to 'eat' people? Come on, let me see if you can eat me."

The ghost thought was unmoved at all.

Although Mo Hua was wearing a Baihua Valley Taoist robe and looked like a junior sister who was harmless to humans and animals, Gui Nian could almost instinctively feel an aura from Mo Hua that made her heart palpitate.

But ghost thoughts need something to live in.

Except for Hua Qianqian, who had her consciousness sealed by Mo Hua after she fainted, Mo Hua was the only living person left in the room.

Its longing for the spiritual thoughts of a living person finally defeated the fear in its heart.

After much hesitation, the ghost thought turned into a dark wind and rushed into Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

And the moment it entered the sea of ​​ink painting consciousness, the outcome was already doomed.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the incarnation of Mo Hua's spiritual thought opened his golden eyes and looked at a sinister and vicious ghost thought in front of him.

There were golden blood lines flowing on his body, exuding powerful majesty.

Every part of Gui Nian's body was trembling.

It knew that this human being was enough to make Gui Sui jealous, but it never expected that when it entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it would see such a terrifying existence.

The ghost thoughts turned into the evil wind again, and he turned around and wanted to escape.

But it can't escape at all.

Mo Hua stretched out his palm, and golden formations appeared, condensing into chains, completely blocking the phantom of ghost thoughts. No matter how hard it struggled and roared, it could not break through.

After a while, the shadow of ghost thoughts fell silent.

Mo Hua frowned.

The next moment, a harsh roar sounded, like the shrill scream of a woman who was tortured and died.

The shadow of ghost thoughts suddenly turned red.

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

"Is this... a sign of becoming a fierce ghost?"

Is it going to transform into a real ghost?

At the same time, an aura of evil change emanated from it. This aura of evil change actually seemed to contain a kind of weird and mutated laws, which could distort the avenue and corrode spiritual thoughts.

The golden lock formation formed by Mo Hua with his powerful spiritual thoughts was also eroded bit by bit by this aura of evil change, and was broken every inch.
To be continued...