Fengjiu lowered her eyes to hide the light that flashed across them.
Because she smells clean.
This was not the first time the old woman had said this.
"Old man, how did this vengeful spirit come into being?" She asked in a soft voice with a hint of curiosity.
"It is formed by gathering the essence of heaven and earth. The first vengeful spirit is the Yuan Ling, which has no fixed place to stay and floats around. It becomes a vengeful spirit after swallowing the resentment." Her hoarse voice paused and she looked at Feng Jiu: "Little girl, do you have anything else to ask?"
"Yes." She stood up with one hand covering her stomach, her face wrinkled: "Old man, where is the toilet? My stomach hurts a little."
The old woman glanced at her and pointed to one side with her skinny hand: "Go straight over there and turn the corner."
"Oh, I thought it was at the back!" She looked towards the back of the ancestral hall.
"You'd better not go in the back." The old woman said, and then lowered her head to weave the red rope in her hand: "It's best not to go outside. It's very troublesome to be entangled by evil spirits."
"Okay, I got it. I'll be back soon." As she spoke, she walked in the direction she pointed, still holding the refined Yuan Ling in her hand. Until she was out of the sight of the people behind her, her harmless expression changed, her eyes half-narrowed, and her face slightly cold.
She walked without looking back, and put the Yuan Ling in her hand into the space. After putting it away, she came to the so-called toilet, but passed the toilet and quickly flew out of the town under the cover of night.
This place is dangerous!
That old woman is more dangerous!
Her intuition told her that if she didn't escape now, she might not be able to escape!
"Sister, sister, play with me, sister..."
"Sister, sister, don't go, play with me, play with me..."
In the darkness of the night, the rag dolls jumped and chased after her. Childish voices came from behind her, echoing in the night, seeming extremely strange.
"Sister, play with me, play with me..."
Fengjiu looked back and saw that in addition to the rag dolls and scarecrows jumping after her, there were also several light balls stained with black air flying towards her.
"Stop chasing me. If you do, I won't be polite to you!"
She doesn't know how to refine spirits, but they are more than enough for her. However, this will definitely consume her physical and spiritual power. Before she is out of danger, she has to save her life first!
That old woman was too dangerous. Her strength was too strong. She was not a Nascent Soul, but a Flying Immortal? She had only seen Flying Immortal masters, but had never fought with one. She could not do such a thing without any certainty.
"Sister, play with me, play with me..."
She was moving at an extremely fast speed, rushing out of the town without stopping. When she could vaguely see the town gate in the moonlight, she sped up again.
We are almost there! After leaving this strange town, the old woman should not catch up with us anymore.
However, at this moment, an old and hoarse voice came from behind her. The voice was a little weird, and it seemed to echo in the sky and reached her ears clearly.
"Where are you going, little girl?"
A black figure came from behind like a ghost, flashing and passing by so fast that only a whoosh sound could be heard as the black clothes passed by in the wind. Because of the appearance of the old woman, the vengeful spirits that were originally following Fengjiu exclaimed in surprise.