The building where Chi Nan lives looks very high-end, which is in line with his status as a senior returnee.
The building has access control, and the owner needs fingerprint authentication to enter and exit. Visitors cannot enter without the permission of the interviewed owner. However, this is not easy for Yin Yan. Shrinking the ground can accurately control the landing point, and bypassing the access control is easy for him.
Being held in Yin Yan's arms again, Yu Zhen was very puzzled: "So why don't you just fall into Chi Nan's house?" Why do you stop at the outside of the building without any extra effort
Yin Yan didn't answer, and the world was spinning again.
When the environment was set again, the two were already standing in a minimally decorated living room.
The living room is very large, with a little furniture. It should be that the owner has not had time to decorate it after moving in.
Unexpectedly, Chi Nan hadn't slept yet. Although the lights were not turned on in the living room, there were lights coming from the direction of the kitchen, and there were faint sounds of cooking.
Still cooking so late
Yu Zhen was confused at first, and then hurriedly pulled Yin Yan's clothes to signal him to leave with him, and come back when Chi Nan fell asleep.
Yin Yan didn't follow him, took his hand and led him towards the kitchen.
Yu Zhen was shocked. He wanted to stop but was afraid of alarming Chi Nan. Because he couldn't pass the sound into the secrets, he could only use actions to show resistance, and dragged Yin Yan's hand to hold him.
"Chi Nan has no consciousness now and will not find us."
Yin Yan soothed, turning around, grabbing his waist and lifting him slightly off the ground, and he just led him to the kitchen door and stood still.
His feet suddenly vacated, and Yu Zhen stopped struggling. Feeling the temperature from Yin Yan's palms on his waist, his ears became hot inexplicably, like a cat caught by the back of his neck, obediently let Yin Yan lead him to the kitchen door. .
Contrary to the lack of popularity in the living room, the kitchen is full of kitchen utensils, all kinds of spices fill the shelves, and the atmosphere of life is very strong.
At this time Chi Nan in pajamas was standing in front of the pot, holding a spoon in his hand, lowering his head to mechanically stir the pot.
There was a smell of blood floating in the air, and Yu Zhen's eyes fell into the soup pot unconsciously, and then he almost vomited out with disgust.
In the soup that is thick and thick like blood, some dark red blood clots slowly rotate with the stirring of the spoon. Maybe they have been cooked for too long. They are already rotten and thick, and it feels like they will disperse and melt away with a random poke. Come.
Yin Yan took out a ball and fed it into his mouth, taking a step forward to slightly block his vision, and with a light wave of his hand, the bloody smell floating in the air immediately dissipated.
But the soup was still, blood-red, eye-catching.
With the help of the pills, Yu Zhen slowly stabilized his mind, frowned and endured the discomfort, and took a step forward, standing side by side with Yin Yan.
The two big living men appeared, but Chi Nan seemed to have not seen it, still stirring the soup pot slowly, with his eyes open but no focus, like a puppet manipulated by humans.
"What's wrong with him?" Yu Zhen asked, with golden light already concentrated on his fingertips, and wanted to help Chi Nan get rid of this strange situation first.
Yin Yan stopped his movements and said, "Wait, look at him carefully and use discernment."
Yu Zhen's movements stopped, and the obedient didn't move any more. Instead, he wiped the golden light from his fingertips on his eyes.
The world once again became the appearance of its own warm light, and then a more frightening side appeared in front of Yu Zhen.
In the warm light, Chi Nan was still stirring the soup pot, but with his stirring, the warm light around him seemed to be pulled by something, peeling off little by little, falling towards the soup pot, mixing into the full pot. In the bloody color.
What's more terrifying is that there is still a layer of light red light emitting from the pot on his body. With the stirring of the soup spoon, the red light is also rotating layer by layer, and finally it is slowly twisted into a rope. He stretched out strangely between his neck, and disappeared through the roof upwards.
The "noose" formed by the red light is still only a faint, loose layer, but it is not difficult to imagine that when the warm light is peeled off, the red light will reach the extreme, and Chinan, trapped by the red light, will end up in the end. What kind of end.
Everything in front of her was too weird. Yu Zhen choked in her throat in exclamation, couldn't help but grabbed Yin Yan's hand, and said with a trembling voice: "He, he is being..."
"Luck and fate."
Yin Yan shook his hand back, hugged him into his arms sideways, and said, "Let's go to another house to see."
The surrounding environment changed again, and this time they fell into a house next door to Chinan.
The next door is a family of three, all of them are asleep, their breath is normal, there is nothing wrong, Yu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
Yin Yan thoughtfully, hugged him again, and passed on to the next house.
The building has a total of 36 floors, with six households on each floor, divided into two units. This time, Yin Yan took Yu Zhen away from the eighteenth floor where Chinan was, and went straight to the nine floors below, and then the same frightening side appeared. In front of Yu Zhen.
The same kitchen lights up, the same soup pot is red, the difference is that this time there is a thin woman standing in front of the pot.
Yu Zhen looked at it clearly and found that the warm light on this woman was also missing a piece, but it was not as big as Chi Nan.
"It's a formation."
Yin Yan was sure, hugged him again, and began to transmit quickly in the building.
Yu Zhen's training time is still short, and he hasn't learned anything related to the formation method. He only knows that after Yin Yan said the judgment of the formation method, every family where he took him to stay has a soup pot and a red light, in front of the pot. All of the people are very thin, and most of them are between 20 and 50 years old, living alone.
After a round, Yin Yan took Yu Zhen back to Chi Nan's house.
Chi Nan was still stirring the soup pot, but his movements were much slower than before, and the red light on his body became more and more bright.
Yu Zhen was in a hurry, and golden light was gathered at his fingertips again.
"Can't move, break the formation rashly, and the people in the formation will be severely injured." Yin Yan grabbed his hand, moved his other hand slightly, took out something from the space, and threw it into the soup pot.
With a stab, the red soup in the pot seemed to be irritated by something, and suddenly began to roll fiercely. At the same time, the red light on Chi Nan's body suddenly stopped turning and began to twist and struggle.
"pay close attention."
Yin Yan hugged Yu Zhen, and while the red light had not disappeared, he grabbed the "red rope" twisted by the red light behind Chi Nan's neck with his bare hands, pulled it hard, and at the same time, with the help of his legs, he shrank into an inch again. , Rushed towards the end of the red rope.
Yu Zhen only felt his body vacated for a short time, and then there was a bang, as if a layer of film in front of him was suddenly punctured, and the night breeze was blowing in front of him.
"Who? Who broke my formation!"
A sharp and unpleasant sound came, and Yu Zhen looked sideways, and saw a thin, dry old man squatting in the corner of the roof. There was a strange spinning wheel in front of him with red ropes all over it, and blood dripping from top to bottom. .
"It turned out to be a Taoist priest who starved to death."
Yin Yan let go of Yu Zhen, helped him close the scarf, stepped forward in the sight of Taoist Cream, stretched his leg, and kicked the spinning wheel in front of him.
"Ah! Stop it!"
The red lines were scattered all over the floor, and the blood was contaminated with dust.
The Taoist's eyes were splitting and he wanted to stop, but found that he could not move a bit. He raised his eyes to Yin Yan who was in front of him, his expression distorted, full of resentment: "Who are you! Dare to destroy my magic weapon and formation, I want you Don't die!"
Yin Yan ignored his anger, waved his hand, and the spinning wheel ignited spontaneously, and the blood on it was burned clean.
The brain of the Taoist priest, dazzled by anger, was stimulated by his hand, and he recovered a little sense of reason, and he was full of horror.
"True fire, you actually have true fire, no! It's impossible! Who are you!" He yelled in a gaffe, ignoring even the destruction of the magic weapon, as if seeing something incredible, deep in his eyes There is also a trace of suppressed greed.
"Ridiculous."
With a wave of Yin Yan's hand, a spirit net suddenly appeared, covering the Taoist priest, and also blocking his mouth that only knew how to scream.
The night wind blows even harder.
Before Yu Zhen could react, Yin Yan trapped the evil and powerful Taoist spirit in twos or twos. He glanced at the ashes left by the burning of the spinning wheel, walked over to Yin Yan, and looked at the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest also looked at Yu Zhen, and then as if he had seen a baby, the greed in his eyes could not be suppressed at all, and he was struggling not to be afraid of death.
Yin Yan's breath sank, and then moved his fingers, the spiritual net suddenly became dense and tightened, and the Taoist priests could no longer even struggle.
After entering the Tao, although Yu Zhen no longer fears ghosts so much, he still has some maladaptation to the evil shown by such purely evil ghosts.
He looked away from the trapped figure of the Taoist priest, turned his head to look at Yin Yan, and asked, "He is the starving ghost?" He always felt a little different from what he had imagined.
Yin Yan nodded and explained: "He was a Taoist priest, a little daoist, but for some reason he starved to death on this rooftop and was trapped here. He is guilty of his body and cannot go directly into reincarnation after death. If he wants to be reincarnated, he must first Atonement and debt repayment. But obviously he didn't want to do that. On the contrary, he had a crooked mind. Using what he had learned during his lifetime, he used what he had learned to make this formation of borrowing fortune, in an attempt to escape the way of heaven and reincarnation."
He pointed to the feet of the Taoist priest out of the net, and added: "He has a solid figure, which is different from an ordinary soul body. Mortals should have been harmed by him."
Yu Zhen frowned when he heard it, and observed the figure of the Taoist priest, she stared very much, like a stranger, thinking of something, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and started searching.
In the information age, if you want to search, you can always find something you want.
Simply enter the three keywords of "B City", "Boli Building" and "Dead" in the search bar, confirm, and then a lot of news reports jumped out, and there are some forum discussion information below.
Yu Zhen scanned it quickly, and his expression sank.
On local forums, this Boli Building also has an alias called Single Killer.
I don’t know when it started. Every year in this building, single young men and women went to the roof to commit suicide by jumping off the building. There were frequent news and a lot of noise.
For this reason, the housing price of this building is greatly affected, and it is much cheaper than other houses in the same area.
Superstitious people say that the geomantic omen here is not good. Those who are not superstitious analyzed that modern life is fast-paced and stressful. There are many young people living in this building, and it is a probability that people commit suicide every year.
In short, there have been discussions about this building, all of which are related to death.
Last year, no occupants committed suicide in this building for the first time. There was a lot of excitement on the forum. It seems that the economy has been booming in the past two years. Everyone’s life is more comfortable and the pressure is less, so fewer people don’t want to seek death. .
But what they didn't notice was that last year the Boli Building property once again raised the fence on the roof, removed all the things that could be used as a footing here, and welded the roof door, eliminating the possibility that the owner could not open the roof.
And just after that, a single male resident died suddenly in his house.
Now the pace of life is fast, and the probability of sudden death of young people has increased sharply, so no one has connected the sudden death of this young man with the suicide incident that happened every year before.
But Yu Zhen discovered that the house where the male resident died suddenly was actually the one where Chi Nan lives now, the first room on the eighteenth floor.
"There are too many people who died tragically, and the feng shui here has changed." Yin Yan looked around and said: "You must first transcend those vain souls, otherwise even if this Taoist priest is destroyed, the residents here will still have frequent accidents."
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen put down the phone and immediately began to draw her soul, but she didn't draw anything.
"What's the matter?" He looked at his hand suspiciously, and tried the soul spell again, only to draw Xin Xiaoxiao over.
"Does the master have any instructions?" Xin Xiaoxiao asked respectfully immediately after appearing.
Yu Zhen was silent, saying that it was okay, and looked at Yin Yan after sending her away.
Yin Yan saw his doubts and explained: "The victims all died tragically after their lifespan and luck were all borrowed. The luck determines what will happen to them after death. Without luck, they are just floating around the building. Resentment, even the soul body cannot condense."
Yu Zhen frowned and asked, "Then what should I do now?"
"Kill the Taoist priest and let him spit out all the luck he absorbed." Yin Yan said, suddenly stepped back and signaled: "You come."
kill…
Yu Zhen looked at the Taoist priest who began to struggle desperately after hearing what they said, calmed down, and came forward with golden light.
The golden light shrouded it, but it turned out to be useless. After the Taoist came into contact with the golden light, he felt as if he was bathed in the holy light. Shouted; "Give it to me! It's all mine! Give it to me! I need more!"
Yu Zhen was taken aback and backed away reflexively.
With a wave of Yin Yan's hand, the ling net once again firmly tied the Taoist priest, and after closing his mouth, he revealed his face alone.
"He had cultivation skills before he was alive, and after he died, he relied on drawing on the luck of others to increase his life span. It is already considered a ghost cultivation. The ordinary ways of exorcising ghosts are not effective for him." Yin Yan added, reaching out and pressing Yu Zhen's shoulders and gently pressing him. Pushed forward a bit and said, "Yu Zhen, kill him, use the spell you learned."
Ghost repair, magic, killed him.
Yu Zhen looked at the Taoist priest's face like a living person, his fingers trembled nervously for a few times, and then tightened hard, then looked back at Yin Yan, "Yin Yan, I..."
Sending away the ghosts only requires him to release the golden light of merit, and he does not need him to do it himself, and he knows that most of the souls sent away, except for the evil ones, will enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn.
But now it’s different. The Taoist priest is too much like a living person. He knows that the Taoist priest deserves to die, and he really wants to kill him, but to kill... It doesn’t matter if he is timid, or it’s useless to say he is cowardly. "People" are too much for him.
"Using violence to stop evil is also part of cultivation, Yu Zhen, this is a necessary process." Yin Yan walked behind him, held his shoulder and motioned him to look at the face of the Taoist priest, holding his hand from behind, Slowly pulled away his clenched fingers, and said in a uniquely calm tone: "As a cultivator, you must not only learn to save the innocent, but also learn to eradicate evil. Yu Zhen, is he innocent?"
Leaning against a broad and warm chest, Yu Zhen's hesitant heart slowly settled, and with Yin Yan's gesture, he looked at the face of the Taoist priest, his gaze swept across his face with fear and still greedy eyes. , Shook his head and replied: "No."
Yin Yan tilted his head a little closer, sprayed his breath on his face as he spoke, as if kissing, and continued to ask: "Is the man killed by him in the mansion innocent?"
Innocent, how could it not be innocent, what did they do wrong.
"Want to save Chi Nan?"
think.
"Want to save the residents in the building?"
Of course.
"Then, kill him."
The warm body temperature and familiar breath were all far away. Yu Zhen shook his body and instinctively wanted to turn around and lean towards him, but his reason kept him in place.
He looked at the Taoist's face, slowly moved his gaze to his eyes, looked at the greed that still exists in it, and took a step forward. He had convinced himself in his heart, but his hands were trembling and unable to lift.
No, the mental barrier is too great.
"Yu Zhen, maybe one day in the future, I will need your protection."
As if a heavy hammer hit in the heart, all the hesitation, hesitation, fear and retreat inside were smashed to dust.
Yu Zhen's back straightened abruptly, trembling hands clenched his fists, and slowly lifted them up.
That's right.
He looked at the eyes of the Taoist priest, his lips pressed tightly, his expression tense, and his eyes became firm.
Yin Yan is just a touch of remnant soul, even his body is not his own, walking in the world is more dangerous than himself. He can't stay behind the other party forever, relying on the other party's protection, grow up like a greenhouse flower.
I want to be strong, I want to be nice to him, I want to stay with him for a long time.
I want to fight with him next time in a similar situation, instead of hiding behind him, waiting for him to control everything, and then sit back and enjoy his success.
[Xiaozhen, the most important thing in life is kindness. This kindness does not require you to be a good person blindly, not to care about and fight back even if you are bullied, but to know how to respect life and treat every life kindly. 】
[Of course, if you encounter a life that is really unsaved, this kindness is not necessary. After all, if you are kind to a bad person, the good person should suffer. 】
【You can be a kind person, but you can't be a bad person. When encountering evil, you can even be a bad person. 】
What grandpa had said flashed in his mind, Yu Zhen slowly let go of his fisted hand, and touched the pagoda, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes: "How can there be a Taoist priest like you in this world."
He slowly pulled out a simple peach wood sword, flipped his wrist, and he was able to understand it without a teacher, and gently pulled a beautiful sword flower.
"A villain like you, regardless of life or death, is not worthy of wearing this suit!"
boom-
The golden light composed of merit and the white light composed of spiritual energy burst out from his hand together, and formed a white golden light band that followed his hand to the quaint peach wood sword, wrapped the sword body, and burned blazingly.
As soon as the Taomu sword came out, the greed in the Taoist's eyes immediately disappeared, completely replaced by fear, and struggling violently, revealing a look even more horrified than when he was trapped by Yin Yan. sound.
"Qing, Qing—"
Puff.
The Taomu sword plunged into his chest with flames, his expression solidified, his words stopped abruptly, his eyes flashed alternately with fear and despair, and then his figure was distorted, swelled and exploded and turned into a cloud of black smoke, entangled and whizzed in the air for a while, Dissipated in the world.
The flame disappeared, and the mahogany sword returned to its humble old appearance.
Yu Zhen sat on the ground like a force, shaking her hand holding the peach wood sword, but insisted on carefully retracting the sword into the pagoda. He looked back at Yin Yan, smiled ugly, and asked, "Am I successful?"
"You did very well."
Yin Yan stepped forward, raised his hand to the top of his head, gently rubbed it, and then moved his fingers slightly, dozens of translucent ignorant souls formed in the air, squeezed and stood together, and then a gust of breeze blew through. , They fell to the ground, standing blankly.
"The bad guy is coming, let's go home." Yin Yan bent down and hugged Yu Zhen into his arms, gently touched his back, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.
After they left, a faint bell suddenly rang out from the void, getting closer and closer, and then dozens of black chains broke out of the clouds, and after holding their souls, they disappeared into the clouds.
Below the building, a black car hurried to a stop, and then a gray-haired old man walked out quickly from inside.
The old man had a solemn expression. He raised his head and looked at the rolling black clouds invisible to ordinary people in the sky. He quickly calculated with his fingers. After a long time, his solemn expression was slightly reduced, and he suddenly sighed.
"Grandpa, why are you stopping here and not going up?" A young man followed from the driver's seat and looked up at the sky. He didn't see anything, wondering: "Grandpa, what are you looking at?"
The old man regained his senses, glared at him angrily, and replied angrily: "Look at how you haven't opened up! You don't know what your eyes are for. You have cultivated for so many years, but you can't even look at ghosts. Don't tell others that you are my grandson of Fengyuan when you go out, ashamed!"
"Grandpa, why are you suddenly angry? I don't want to be so incapable..." the young man murmured aggrievedly. Seeing a few more cars were coming, he hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Uncle Xiu and they are here, I'll meet them!"
The old man frowned and waved his hand.
A group of city B repairers who rushed to arrive at the rooftop one after another, Feng Yuan, headed by him, carefully checked the situation on the rooftop, and finally stopped in front of a sword mark.
"It seems that someone has already solved the ghost repair here first, but an expert who does not know where it is, can actually break the formation alone." A middle-aged elegant man in a Tang suit stood in front of a pile of ashes near the sword mark. The tone was full of admiration.
Feng Yuan frowned, looked at them sideways, and said, "Come and see this."
Everyone stepped forward upon hearing the words and looked in the direction he signaled.
There was a deep whitish scratch on the wall. The younger cultivators only saw that it was a sword mark, and saw nothing else, but the older cultivators all changed their expressions and exclaimed in unison: " This sword mark and breath, Qing Xuzi?"