River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 150 Tomb of the Living Dead
Although Jiang Ling's eyes are closed, he can still observe all directions with his spiritual sense.

Every move of the female ghost was under his watchful eyes.

He just felt funny in his heart, although this female ghost's appearance is not good, but this straightforward approach, if it is replaced by those bloody men, it may not be able to bear it.

After all, in such a wilderness, it is rare to be useful.

The female ghost looked at him for a while, and then suddenly said "Oops", she pretended to fall and knocked over the candlelight on the table.

"Hmm...it hurts so much from the fall."

Seeing her performing so hard, Jiang Ling should cooperate, so he said, "Auntie, did you fall down?"

Hearing his concern, the female ghost acted coquettishly: "You little gentleman, you really don't know how to feel sorry for you. I fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Why don't you come and help me?"

Jiang Ling: "The candle is extinguished, and I can't see where you are."

Female ghost: "Just find the voice and come here."

Jiang Ling went over as he said, and just as he was about to touch her hand, she withdrew her hand and stretched out her chest.

When the touch happened, she hummed shyly: "Xiao Langjun, where are you touching? Could it be that you just want to bully him when you see him alone?"

Jiang Ling made a nervous look: "No, auntie, you misunderstood, it's too dark to see clearly. If not, I'd better go back and forget it."

The female ghost said angrily, "I don't blame you this time, come and help me."

When Jiang Ling approached for the second time, she barely stood up, but suddenly pretended to fall, and she fell into Jiang Ling's arms.

Speaking of which, the touch of this female ghost is really just like a real person.

It's soft to the touch, even a little watery.

But Jiang Ling also knew that this was grandma's method, the skin of this female ghost should be real human skin.

It is the people who died here, their skins were peeled off, and they were only worn by puppets, which made them look like real people.

If you really want to touch it carefully, you will be able to feel the opening and gap of the skin bag from the female ghost's body.

"Xiao Langjun, your heart is beating so fast." The female ghost said suddenly.

Jiang Ling felt dry, his body was stiff and motionless.

The female ghost's hand gently stroked his chest: "Are you feeling unwell, too?"

At this time, if a man is attracted to her, the three fires on his head will be weakened.

Once she becomes weak, her opportunity will come.

Hearing her question, Jiang Ling suddenly made a gesture and touched her body.

The woman giggled and was about to break free: "You little gentleman, you really don't learn well."

As she spoke, she blew a breath of Yin Qi towards Jiangling in the darkness.

Ordinary people will faint on the spot when they are blown by this Yin Qi and the cold wind enters their brains.

Jiang Ling also cooperated, with a slight shake of his head, he fell backwards.

After the woman succeeded, she smiled proudly: "After all, you are a stunned young man, and those who study are all prudish. You pretend to be noble, but you are more anxious than anyone else when you move your hands."

She rang the bell lightly.

Then, on the open space outside the meditation room, something seemed to spread over the ground rustlingly.

Jiang Ling was lying on the ground, and his divine sense could sense that it was a tree vine.

Spreading from the back mountain, hundreds of meters away.

Outside the meditation room, the tree vine stood up like a human being, looking inside through the window.

The woman bowed slightly beside her: "Grandma, you have fulfilled your mission."

The tree vine nodded slightly, then stretched it in, along the ground, and climbed to Jiang Ling's side.

One of the branches suddenly rose up, its tip was like a sword, and it was about to stab Jiang Ling's heart.

At this time, Jiang Ling also opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the vine with his backhand.

Then, as soon as he uttered the incantation, an iron sword that had been buried at the foot of the window flew away with a whistling sound.

With a crisp sound, the vine was cut off from the middle.

Although the vine is extremely long, the place where Yuanling is located is Seoul.

After the iron sword cut off the branch, the section caught by Jiang Ling was like a wild bull on the spot, struggling to run underground.

"It's a good thing you didn't recognize me. I've been waiting for you here for a long time. Now that I'm here, why bother to leave?"

No matter how much Zhiman struggled, she couldn't escape his grasp.

Suddenly, sharp thorns sprouted from the branch, trying to pierce Jiang Ling's palm.

Jiang Ling took out a red rope and wrapped the branches around it.

As soon as it was wrapped around, the branch stopped moving.

When it fell to the ground, it was extremely stiff, like firewood.

The female ghost at the side suddenly saw this, probably she was extremely loyal to her grandma, suddenly the nails on her finger lengthened by an inch, and she was about to poke at Jiangling's throat.

Jiang Ling shook his head and said, "Auntie, compared to Xiaoqian, you are really far behind."

When the female ghost heard this, she poked her hand halfway and stopped suddenly.

Xiaoqian?
Although she came later, she had heard of Xiaoqian's name before.

Before she came, Xiaoqian was given a red card by her grandma.

It is said that she seduces men without even using the puppet skin, she can attract men's hearts only by her words and looks.

And the scholar in front of him can call out Xiaoqian's name, and he can also capture grandma alive like this, it must be quite capable.

After realizing it later, she realized that something was wrong, and she was about to run away.

But Jiang Ling just moved his finger, and the iron sword by the window flew towards the sky, piercing the female ghost with the sword.

"Ah~"

The female ghost screamed and lost her mind.

After she fell down, her body turned into a puppet skin.

On the skin, the yin pearl emerged, Jiang Ling opened his mouth and swallowed it, and it was taken into his belly.

The yin pearls obtained from beheading ghosts are considered tonics for him.

Looking back at grandma again,

Wrapped with a red rope, it never moved again.It's just that a face suddenly appeared on the branch.

More eyes are blinking.

This method of tying with red ropes was something he had observed in the "Subduing Demons" chapter of "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong".

It is similar to the ginseng picker who catches ginseng essence with red string.

The red rope is not an ordinary red rope, but the rope is soaked in dog blood.

Dog blood, yang heat, has the effect of restraining this evil thing.

"Over the years, you have killed a lot of people. In terms of crimes, it can be said to be extremely evil. This time I am looking for you, and I want to make a deal. From now on, Lanruo Temple will return to peace."

In the room, he removed the door panel and set it on fire.

As soon as the fire ignited, he set the branch on the fire and burned it.

As soon as it burned, the vines creaked and spoke, mournfully.

While it was twisting, red liquid flowed out from the branches, resembling human blood.

Jiang Ling pressed down on it with an iron sword, and waited for the fire to burn more than half of it, and then gave up on the weird sound.

When the branches and tendrils were completely burnt out, a wooden heart half the length of a chopstick fell into the ashes inside.Let the fire burn, it will not burn.

"what is this?"

Picking it up, I can no longer feel the existence of grandma Yuanling.

This thing is probably the collection of the essence of the grandmother for hundreds of years.

After finishing all this, Jiang Ling said to his bosom: "Xiaoqian, from today onwards, you don't have to have any shadows or fears about this place anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the earth suddenly shook.

Jiang Ling looked out the window, and found that the house was actually sinking, and the black soil closed the doors and windows in a blink of an eye.

He looked at the beam of the meditation room, held the iron sword and jumped up, cut the beam, and wanted to jump out from above.

But on the roof, suddenly a huge stone monument was slammed down,
With just one breath, the inside is covered in darkness.

Suddenly, the small meditation room became a tomb of the living dead, and Jiang Ling was buried in it.

(End of this chapter)