There are records of soul exodus in the broken books and ghost arts, and this time, I chose the former, and used the magic technique to weaken my own yang fire.

This is done for the sake of insurance.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time I've taken the initiative to go out of my soul. The method of rejecting the soul recorded in the ghost technique seems to me to be too domineering, and it is even full of evil. I really don't want to try it unless I have to.

Also, subconsciously, I still think that the broken book was left to me by my grandfather. All the way to the present, every time there is no danger, perhaps, it is the old man who has been blessing me......

Yue Shan didn't change her shroud, and she still had a breath, and when she looked at it up close, it was no different from falling asleep.

It is said that lying next to such a plump woman, a normal man will definitely have some thoughts to a greater or lesser extent.

However, I'm weak at this time, and I really don't have any other thoughts.

If a person is in good health, the yang fire will be very vigorous.

On the contrary, if a person is seriously ill, the yang fire will be very weak.

At this moment, I am like a terminally ill tuberculosis ghost, and my soul is in a semi-free state. After lying down for a short time, he fell asleep grogily.

It seemed like it was just a blink of an eye, and when I opened my eyes, I found that it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see anything.

This made me panic and even wonder if I was blind, otherwise how could I not see?

Fortunately, the next moment, a familiar voice made me feel a little calmer.

"Woe, woe?" Dou Dabao cautiously shouted my name, and then whispered: "No response, is he already gone?" ”

"How do I know that?" Sun Lu responded, "Okay, don't delay, we'll leave now." ”

"We really don't care about him?" Bai Jing's voice was a little uneasy.

"We will do what the disaster arranges!" Sun Lu said in a deep voice.

Then, I heard the footsteps of several people.

"What's going on?" I'm a little confused.

The voices of the three of them just now were not far from me, and judging from the content of the conversation, I should still be in the mourning hall.

But why can't I see anything?

I tried to raise my hands up in front of my eyes and shook them, and although I couldn't see the palms, I was sure that my eyes should be fine.

If so, then why is it ......

"Oops!"

I suddenly remembered one thing, and one rolled over and jumped out of bed, and walked forward in the dark.

As he walked, he said loudly: "Dead fat man, Wang Xizhen, I know you can hear it." I don't care about anything now, just go out of this room first! ”

I remember vividly that the bed of the 'mortuary' was facing the door.

Following the direction in his consciousness, he groped his way forward for about ten steps, and then felt a little bit of sight.

I still can't see it clearly, but I can already confirm that I am right.

Walking further along the almost negligible faint sense of light, I suddenly felt that my outstretched hand seemed to have touched something.

"Ah......h Ahh......h Ahh ”

The voice of a man in front of him sneezed several times in succession, followed by a low mutter: "Where did you get a cool breeze......"

The strange touch disappeared, and I hurriedly followed the direction of the sound and took a few steps sideways.

That is, the distance of these few steps, suddenly opened up in front of me.

I immediately turned around, and without waiting to see the situation, I said loudly, "Be careful, try not to touch the living!" ”

Before the words fell, two figures appeared in front of him one after another.

At the same time, at least two people were heard sneezing at the same time.

"Damn, why do I suddenly feel so uncomfortable?" Shi Fatzi twisted his eyebrows, shook his head from side to side and said.

"You bastard, you still have the face to say, you really killed you this time!" I glared at him and gritted my teeth.

Wang Xizhen looked at his hand that raised a little ghost, looked back behind him, and asked suspiciously:

"Are we 'out'? Why was it so dark? ”

The fat man didn't look at me in a hurry, and asked me what was going on.

"Isn't it all you, the 'inquirer', a bottle less than half a bottle dangling?"

I glared at the fat man again and pointed behind him and Wang Xizhen.

Behind the two of them is the gate of the mourning hall, because the door panel was demolished, Feng Wansan ordered people to guard it strictly. At this moment, there were four big men, standing in a row blocking the door.

It's just that the faces of the two big men in the middle are a little unpleasant.

"Is it dark in the house?" Wang Xizhen raised his eyebrows.

"Oh no, did someone blow out the candle?" Shi Fatzi was startled.

"Blow a fart!" I didn't bother to talk to him, rolled my eyes and said, "The candle is not extinguished, but it is dark under the lamp." ”

Wang Xizhen asked curiously, black under the lamp is not a term in the thief's business, if the candle is not extinguished, how can we not see anything in it even if the lamp is dark?

I said to the two of them, "Not only can't you see the house, haven't you noticed that now we can't see the flame of the soul-attracting incense, but we can't even smell the fragrance?" ”

Wang Xizhen nodded, and was about to say something, when suddenly his eyes widened, and he raised his hand and pointed behind me: "You...... You are...... Master Jinghai! ”

I turned around and saw Jinghai appear out silently.

I explained to Wang Xizhen that Jinghai did not leave after his death, but stayed with me all the time.

At the same time, I felt strange, it hadn't been long since I last met Jinghai, why did the old monk feel like a different person?

Not only did he lose the sinister and cunning flavor he had before, but there was a bit of melancholy and decadence between his eyebrows.

The old monk was about to speak, and one of the four big men guarding the door sneezed again.

Jing Hai rolled his eyes, "Alas, I really can't accept the old man, how can I make such a low-level mistake?" ”

"This old monk ......" the fat man came to me from the clouds and asked what was going on.

Jing Hai glanced at him, "What else can it be?" The door wax originally had the effect of making ghosts and gods obscure, you lit the candle first, within the range of the candle flame, of course, your eyes were black! ”

Without waiting for the fat man to speak again, he said in annoyance: "It's okay to light the wax first, and light the soul-attracting incense directly below the candle!" This time, before the candle is extinguished, there is a good chance that the little girl surnamed Yue will be safe and sound. But the three of you came out of your soul under the sealed wax, and although your physical body still breathes, time is running out. If you can't come back before the change of the sun and the moon on the fifth watch, you will really become a ghost and be accompanied by the Buddha and me. ”

Seeing that Wang Xizhen and the fat man were looking at me with some horror, I could only nod, "These two door sealing waxes are real materials, once ignited, they can really play the role of sealing the door and cutting off the household." The soul comes out under the lamp, and our soul comes out, but the life connected to the physical body is completely cut off. Now, we're not much different from real ghosts. If you can't come back before the fifth watch, you really can't come back. ”