The charms of demon exorcists are generally used as a substitute for media, as bait to lure yang energy, and in the hands of individual demon exorcists, the characterization of the aura on the spells has been modified to naturally nurture other magical functions.
The Tonglao line of Yangshan is a place of thousands of years, and the most famous thing is the way of spells besides the hen.
In order to achieve long-term effects that are not easy to wear, Ouyang Rong’s carefully crafted spells did not focus on attack power, but specifically strengthened the ability of the six spells to carry and yang qi. In other words, the six spells are small. The demon hexagram formation has a strong defensive power.
The Yang Cave was originally a gentle Yang Vein node inside. The Demon Expelling Master was fighting here, which was equivalent to not being in the state of being the Lord of Yang Vein all the time.
According to the method taught by Ouyang Rong, Wen Renle concentrated her mind and explored the erratic airflow in her body. She did not open her dantian, but because of the all-inclusive relationship since she was a child, she unconsciously produced that weak wave. Of gas.
As an ordinary girl, Ouyang Guo was not afraid when facing a group of ghosts. In this regard, is it because Ouyang Rong is by his side, or is it because the little apprentice is standing in front of him, protecting himself? She didn't know why she was so calm.
"This is not the same as in previous years." Ouyang Guo was vigilant. Although there was qi in her body, she couldn't use it because she hadn't learned the exorcism.
The surrounding ghosts stepped forward towards the three of them, and just when Wen Renle was about to drive the spell, a soft laughter came from behind them.
"Obviously it's a family reunion day, but this year there is an extra person." Ouyang Lingzhi was lying on his elder brother's back, because he was only twelve years old when he died, and after becoming a ghost, he still has the childlike appearance of that time, close to the entity. The ghost body reveals the slightest chill.
Ouyang Lingzhi hugged Ouyang Rong's neck from behind, stepped his head into his brother's hair, and gently inhaled it, as if thinking of the past.
"Lingling—" Ouyang Guo stretched out her hand, trying to touch her sister. When she was about to touch her, Ouyang Lingzhi suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of fierce fierceness.
"I hate my sister, because my sister rejected me!" Ouyang Lingzhi sneered, clinging to Ouyang Rong's neck with both hands, as if to twist his brother's head.
Wen Renle, who didn't dare to interrupt, suddenly understood the meaning of Ouyang Guo's words that night, Ouyang Lingzhi really wanted to kill his brother!
"Stop, let go of the master."
She moved quickly, Huang Cancan's spell turned into golden light and flew out, Ouyang Lingzhi did not evade, grabbed it with one palm and kneaded it into a ball when the spell was approaching.
"It's impossible for my brother to hurt me, even by borrowing the hands of others."
Ouyang Rong's expression gradually became painful, even if he would soon die of suffocation, he would still be in a state of being out of his body.
Ouyang Guo felt weak and sighed helplessly. This scene was not the first time.
Ouyang Lingzhi suddenly released her hand and leaped dexterously. Ouyang Rong held her in her arms like a puppet, her expression sluggish, and her movements as soft as holding a piece of tofu.
Ouyang Lingzhi looked at the wrinkled charms curiously, and then threw it aside indifferently, with a smile on his face but a cold tone.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you!" Wen Renle asked rhetorically.
Ouyang Lingzhi smiled suddenly, like a brilliant flower, very cute.
"Who am I? I am my brother's favorite sister, otherwise who else could it be." Her tone was filled with deep happiness, and Wenren frowned in delight, and noticed some of the problems.
"It's up to you to answer my question now."
Wen Renle pursed her lips and said nothing, Ouyang Lingzhi's situation was dangerous, she already understood why Ouyang Guo wanted to expel her dead sister mercilessly.
"She is a disciple of my brother's collection." Ouyang Guo stood in front of Wen Renle. After his death, Ouyang Lingzhi had a strange character and had many taboos that could not be mentioned. If Wen Renle had an accident, she would not be able to explain to Ouyang Rong. .
When Ouyang Lingzhi, who was smiling like a flower, heard her sister's voice, her face changed drastically, and her brows were filled with evil spirits. "Slap" Ouyang Lingzhi slapped a slap, obviously just hitting the air, but Ouyang Guo's side face appeared clear. The red seal.
"Sister, can you please leave?"
"Lingling, I won't leave before you leave my brother." Ouyang Guo did not waver, Wen Renle standing behind watched the scene of the sister cheating, gritted his teeth.
"You haven't answered my question yet, are you here to steal your brother too?" Ouyang Lingzhi said gloomily, it seems that the existence of Ouyang Guo made her very unhappy!
Wen Renle stepped forward, holding on to Ouyang Guo's shoulder, and beckoning her to stay safe and not irritable.
"I'm an apprentice who has only recently followed the master to learn exorcism, and I can hear people and music." Listening to the words of the girl in the black dress in front of him, Ouyang Lingzhi blinked, revealing a little relieved expression.
Wen Renle didn't dare to relax, why Ouyang Lingzhi still existed in the form of ghosts after death, this point, even Ouyang Yao could not explain clearly.
"You said you hated Guoguo because she rejected you?" Wen Renle believed that the so-called death day was just chatting with the undead Ouyang Lingzhi. Since the child was not "dead", there was not much psychological pressure.
"Yes, my sister refuses to be with me. I am very sad, so I hate her."
Ouyang Lingzhi gently poked the black mark on Ouyang Rong's neck, behaving in a wayward manner, without any consciousness of being a dead person.
"Together? It shouldn't be the same as you, right." Wen Renle asked tentatively. She didn't dare to go too deeply. Once Ouyang Lingzhi was angered, she might lose her life.
The spell that fell on the ground swayed slightly with the yin wind, as if to express fear for Ouyang Lingzhi's violence.
"Your words are very interesting. Everyone is obviously the same. Why do you say'same as you'?"
It seems that Ouyang Lingzhi never knew that he had died, just like in the deepest part of Ouyang Rong's heart, he didn't want to admit that his sister had passed away.
Wen Renle looked at Ouyang Guo in disbelief, but the other party shook his head frantically at her.
"Don't talk too much!"
Wen Renle held a very fiercely opposed view of this matter. The deceased believed that he was not dead and his family members concealed the truth, which is simply absurd.
The red lips moved slightly, and at the moment when she was about to speak the truth, a black shadow appeared in Wen Renle's eyes, and then her neck was pinched tightly by a familiar hand.
Ouyang Rong's absent-minded pupils were reflected in Wen Renle's unbelievable eyes. His right hand was like a vise, pinched precisely on Wen Renle's vocal organ, and slowly lifted her body off the ground.
Because of lack of oxygen, Wen Renle's brain went blank. She could see Ouyang Guo shaking her master constantly, her expression flustered, while Ouyang Lingzhi floated aside and said jokingly to her ears.
"Has no one talked to you? You talk too much." (End of this chapter)