Chapter 324

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ming stood on the balcony and felt the cold wind. His eyes were so bright in the dark.

"Are you coming?"

Zhou Ming took a look at the time on the mobile phone, and the pure Yang evil spirit in his body stirred up, and the Yin Qi in the house gradually increased.

"Hee hee, Zhou Ming doesn't want it. It can't be there..."

Chu Xinran in the room is already asleep. She only has a thin skirt on her body. At this time, she doesn't know what she is dreaming about. She holds the quilt in her face and mumbles.

Time is approaching early in the morning, the temperature in the room drops suddenly, Chu Xinran wrapped up the quilt, Daimei slightly wrinkled. The pink world in her dream is frozen, and countless beautiful pictures are broken for a while.

The white shadow floated back and forth in the air.

Chu Xinran turned over on the bed and retracted her body into the quilt. Her dream was shattered. Now she was in a state of half asleep and half awake. Confused, she felt a little depressed and opened her eyes slightly.

"Well Er... "

In the hazy, Chu Xinran vaguely heard the strange sound coming from the room. Her body was cool and her sleepiness disappeared.

She slowly turned around wrapped in the quilt, her eyes suddenly contracted.

On the ceiling, a white strip of cloth hung down, tied to the body of a woman without a head, swinging back and forth in the room.

"Ah

Chu Xinran shudders. When did she see such a terrible scene, she screams out.

However, before her cry could be heard, something suddenly fell from the ceiling.

A bright red weight fell on the quilt. It was a head.

The head was covered with blood. The original clean quilt was stained with bright red spots.

Chu Xinran instinctively sat up, her whole body trembled, staring at the head with blood, pale.

Although the head and face were covered with blood, Chu Xinran could see the outline of this face vaguely. This is a woman's face, with red sticky hair covering half of the cheek of this woman's face. The corners of her mouth were slightly open, showing a faint smile.

"I Hate Ah

In the room came the voice of a ghostly woman. Chu Xinran's heart beat harder than the engine. Her blood pressure rose rapidly, and she was almost suffocating.

"Bang!"

The body of the woman hanging from the ceiling suddenly fell down. The head on the quilt rolled twice and also fell to the ground.

Chu Xinran shuddered at the head of the bed, holding the bloody quilt and looking at the head and body on the ground in horror.

"I Hate Ah ~ "

the voice kept reverberating in Chu Xinran's ear. His body on the ground slowly got up, picked up his head on the ground, and put his hand on his neck.

"You Why If you want to treat me like this...

the head is standing on the neck of the body. It seems that it may fall down at any time.

The deep black eye socket of the female's face fixed on Chu Xinran, and two red blood flows out of it and slowly fall to her feet.

Long legs move, leaving a bright red footprints, the woman's mouth open and close, hands do strange action, toward Chu Xinran.

"No Don't come here

Chu Xinran was so scared that she was almost drowned by the coldness around her. Seeing the face getting closer and closer, she suddenly fainted in the dark.

"Jie Jie, Jie Jie, Jie Jie..."

The woman gave out a gloomy and terrible laugh, raised the pale palm to grasp on Chu Xinran.

"Boom!"

However, this woman hasn't met Chu Xinran yet, and a terrible force instantly bumps her.

Zhou Ming appears in front of Chu Xinran's bed, looking at the fainting girl, raises her right index finger, condenses a black flame, and shoots at the woman who falls to one side!

Although the flame is only a little bit, when it falls on a woman, it turns into a raging flame.

"Ah -"

the evil screamed bitterly, and the sound reverberated in the room, constantly stinging Zhou Ming's eardrum.

"Take it!"

Zhou Ming frowned tightly, and with a wave of his right hand, the black flame burst into a pure evil spirit, devouring all the evil things.

Countless cold breath slowly rose in the room. Zhou Ming made a seal with his hands and operated Shenyuan Yin to absorb all the Yin Qi into the Dantian.

The cold inside the house dissipated, and some vague memories appeared in Zhou Ming's mind.

A high school girl hiding in the school toilet crying, her arms and legs left countless scarlet scars, outside those arrogant, rude voice constantly came, make this weak girl physical and mental shaking.

"Hide! Hide

Shadow after shadow waving fists and feet to girls, girls squatting in the corner, silently endure all this."My daughter? You don't deserve it! You're the son of a bitch who's been messing around with other people

The ferocious girl's face is rising, and the ferocious shadow of the girl grabs her hair. A dazzling scar, is so eye-catching.

"I divorced your father I'm sorry... "

The voice of indifference rings out slowly, and the figure of a woman disappears in Zhou Ming's mind.

"Why, why do you do this to me?"

The girl took off her clothes in the dead of night. The white cloth hanging on the ceiling strangled her neck and suffocated her to death.

"I hate it! I hate the world, I hate these people... "

A voice full of anger and resentment reverberated in Zhou Ming's mind. It was like the sound of soul searching. Far and near, it kept shouting

"Alas..."

With a long sigh, Zhou Mingxin read a move, which is to suppress the resentment.

"Between life and death, there is no resentment or thought. Life is no pain, death is no trouble. The dead go to life, and the living return to dust. "

In Zhou Ming's heart, the voice of the Tao, countless grievances, all fade away at this moment.

The fingertip of a aura winding, Zhou Ming in Chu Xinran forehead a little, aura fluctuations affect Chu Xinran's mind, make her gradually settle down.

Chu Xinran's white face slowly became ruddy, and her breath became stable. After a while, she came to.

"Zhou Ming, just now..."

Chu Xinran saw Zhou Ming standing in front of him and rushed over to hold him. For a moment, he was incoherent.

"It's all right."

Zhou Ming patted Chu Xinran's back and comforted him.

"Really Really? "

Chu Xinran recalled the scene just now, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Zhou Ming felt the softness of Chu Xinran's body, gently pushed her away and said, "what you saw just now was a resentful soul, which made you hallucinate."

"Blame the soul?"

The traces of blood on the floor and the bed disappeared.

"Resentment soul is a kind of aggressive spiritual energy, it will form some ferocious or ugly things, in order to make people feel scared."

Zhou Ming explained.

"Zhou Ming, I'm so scared"

Chu Xinran hugs Zhou Ming again, and his small head keeps arching in his arms.

"I don't think you're afraid. You're not ashamed."

Zhou Ming takes Chu Xinran's neck and throws it to the bed.

"Zhou Ming, don't be so ruthless."

Said, Chu Xinran also lay on the bed, put up an attractive posture, small hand gently pulled up his skirt.

"Girl, please respect yourself."

Zhou Ming left a word indifferently, turned around and walked out of Chu Xinran's room.

"Well, fool."

Chu Xinran glanced at the door, angrily lying on the bed.

When Zhou Ming returned to the living room, he felt the atmosphere of the surrounding environment. The residual Yin Qi in the house had been dispersed, and the source of Yin Qi in the house came from the female high school students who committed suicide in the house.

Campus bullying, domestic violence, these reasons mixed together, so that a young life directly disappeared in the world, countless complaints, gathered together, forming a soul that can not be detached.

Resentment soul feeds on human fear. The more fear it absorbs, the stronger the resentment soul is.

For example, the resentful spirit we meet today should have absorbed a lot of human fears before. I'm afraid ordinary monks can't help it, but unfortunately, the resentful spirit in this house met Zhou Ming.

The pure Yang evil spirit is born in Jiuyou, which can restrain all Yin and evil. The black flame used by Zhou Ming is called Jiuyou Yangyan.

Jiuyou Yangyan has a strong destructive effect on all Yin evil spirits and ghosts. Yin evil comes from darkness. Pure Yang flame is their natural killer, let alone the pure Yang bred in this extreme Yin environment.

Zhou Ming basically only used a trace of Jiuyou Yangyan, but the resentment soul could not resist it. It can be seen how terrible the power of the fire is.

Back in the room, Zhou Ming began to stabilize the pure Yang evil spirit in the Dantian. There was a lot of Yin Qi in this house. He turned on the pure Yang evil spirit, slowly devoured the naturalization, and added the Yin Qi to the pure Yang evil spirit.

When the remnants of Yin Qi were completely engulfed, Zhou Ming vomited a mouthful of turbid Qi, and his breath became calm and introverted. At this time, the pure Yang evil spirit, which occupied half of the land of elixir, had a tendency to suppress the aura.

After discovering this situation, Zhou Ming frowned slightly, and two kinds of energy entered Dantian at the same time. If the phase is different, it is easy to cause irreversible conflict.

"It seems that the matter of foundation construction should be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

Zhou Ming opened his eyes, touched his chin and thought about the plan behind.

Reiki and pure Yang evil spirit are mixed in the elixir field. It won't be different at the beginning. However, with the deepening of cultivation, these two kinds of energy are integrated into the body. Once the energy is put into operation, it is likely to cause extreme conflicts, damage the meridians, or even tear the body."Lingyuan I don't know how much is left on earth? "

Zhou Ming murmured to himself that as long as there are foundation building monks on the earth, there must be Lingyuan. Maybe there will be Lingjing hidden in some sects.

He had planned to exchange some spirit crystals with the old monsters of those sects, or borrow their spirit yuan storage place.

But now he is a poor man. He has no talent, no treasure, no spirit or artifact.

In his mind, there are some supernatural powers that many monks dream of. However, as a nine level monk, he went to those Xiuzhen sects and yelled, "I have great supernatural power and magic to exchange spiritual crystal." he was so popular that he could not be regarded as a psycho by those old people who built the foundation.