New and dark light years

Chapter 2: Good and Evil Are All Deceitful

[Essence -1]

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Every time a red glow was licked out from Li Lin's arm, the muscles on his face would tremble slightly.

It’s not uncomfortable, but very comfortable.

This is also the terrifying thing about this evil spirit. When she absorbs the essence of living people, she can make the victim feel pleasure. If the will is not strong enough and you let her do whatever she wants, then death from exhaustion is the only outcome.

After the ghost took more than twenty puffs, Li Lin pulled his arm back.

Although this elf in palace dress was wearing a leather mask, one could still see her lost expression from her gray pupils.

"If you continue to inhale it, I will get sick."

Li Lin shook his hands. He felt his left arm was a little cold.

Guimei reluctantly let go of Li Lin's hand, and her tongue subconsciously licked her lips.

It seems that he is still not satisfied.

Li Linze looked at the sky and said, "Okay, I have to go home too. The safety of the village is now in your hands."

The girl in palace costume didn't say anything and didn't move, so Li Lin assumed that she agreed.

Li Lin waved to her and turned to leave.

The woman in palace dress floated above the altar, motionless, looking at the man's back.

Li Lin returned home and put the rice bag in his right hand in the corner of the wall, where there was another similar rice bag.

But there is obviously much less rice in this rice bag.

After lighting the oil lamp, Li Lin scooped out bright red rice grains from another rice bag, rinsed them twice with well water in the courtyard, put them in the pot, and then burned firewood to cook.

At this time, the sky was completely dark.

The firewood was burning in the earthen stove, making popping sounds from time to time.

The whole village was eerily quiet. There seemed to be no sound of wind or insects, only the clanging of firewood and pot lids being pushed open by steam.

Such an environment seems very strange.

Li Lin was already used to it. He sat beside them, flipping through a book with a natural look on his face.

Soon, the rice was almost cooked.

There was a piece of bacon hanging on the beam. Li Lin cut two pieces with a kitchen knife, then cut it into thin strips on a felt board and threw it into the rice cooker to simmer.

After another half incense stick of time, the firewood burned out, leaving only wisps of blue smoke.

Li Lin opened the lid of the pot and looked at the blood-red rice inside. He nodded with satisfaction, carried the whole pot to the living room, put it on the table, and began to eat it with big mouthfuls, one spoonful at a time.

In a short while, he finished a large pot of blood rice with some sausages, but his stomach did not seem to bloat.

I put the pot back in the kitchen, and at this moment, I heard a woman crying outside the yard.

It was intermittent, coming from far and near, and then the crying turned into plaintive complaints.

"Xiao Hu, Xiao Hu, where are you?"

The woman's shrill voice echoed in the village, as if it was far away, yet as if it was right next to her ear.

Li Lin walked to the window. His house was located on a higher ground in the village. Through the window, he saw a white shadow floating outside the village. The sound came from there.

He shook his head, closed the window, blew out the oil lamp, then groped his way to the bed and sat down cross-legged.

As his mind became focused, a string of information began to flash in the lower right corner of his field of vision.

[Qi and blood +1]

[Qi and blood +1]

[Qi and blood +1]

The blood rice was transforming rapidly. He had turned pale before because of the palace dress's charm, but now his face became rosy again.

As I entered into a state of meditation, the sounds outside seemed to become quieter and quieter.

Finally, I couldn't hear it at all.

By the time Li Lin woke up from his trance, it was already dawn.

He stretched, reopened the window, and saw Zhao Xiaohu standing outside the yard fence.

Li Lin walked out and saw Xiaohu's pale face.

As soon as the other party saw him, he walked over and said with a panicked expression: "Brother Lin, last night..."

"I see." Li Lin nodded. "Don't worry, come in and have breakfast first?"

"No thanks." Zhao Xiaohu shook his head, his face pale. Although he had a big beard and eyes as big as copper bells, he looked like a macho man, but in reality... he was just an ordinary teenager.

It is natural to be afraid when encountering such a world.

"Then let me help you solve this problem first." Li Lin said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Lin."

Li Lin brought Zhao Xiaohu to the bluestone altar in the center of the village.

There were already quite a few villagers waiting there. When they saw Li Lin, they immediately surrounded him.

In the front were Uncle Zhao and a woman.

That woman was Aunt Hua, Uncle Zhao's wife and Xiaohu's mother.

"Li Xiaolang, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Uncle Zhao said gratefully with a fist salute.

Li Lin smiled and said, "It's my duty. Besides, if it weren't for you, Uncle Zhao, who took me in and gave me food to eat, I would have died long ago. Xiaohu is my brother, and his business is my business."

"No matter what, I still have to thank you." Uncle Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Many villagers around also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Li Lin say this.

The villagers then made way for him, and Li Lin brought Xiaohu to the altar.

At this time, there was a brass incense burner on the altar, with incense and green incense already inserted on it, and some fruits and vegetables placed underneath.

As a result, the altar appeared to be shrouded in mist, which lasted for a long time.

"Go to the altar and kneel down." Li Lin said seriously.

Zhao Xiaohu immediately stepped forward and knelt in front of the altar.

At this time, the green clouds seemed to have some substance, and they vaguely gathered into the shape of a human. I don’t know if it was an illusion.

The villagers also felt that it was getting colder here, and they couldn't help rubbing their arms and stepping back.

But in Li Lin's eyes, this is not an illusion.

He looked at the eerie palace costume floating on the altar and said with a smile, "Xiao Hu has grown up under your care, so help him."

When these words were spoken, the surrounding villagers were all impressed.

Only a spirit hunter would dare to speak to the ghost in this way.

In fact, from the perspective of spirit hunters, it is extremely rare to find a spirit hunter like Li Lin who is not very "serious".

The woman in palace dress continued to float without saying a word.

Li Lin bowed his head and said, "Xiao Hu, kowtow three times and bow nine times."

Zhao Xiaohu immediately bowed down and kowtowed, and his movements were very precise, showing that he was very pious.

"I have accepted the gift and made the offering. What else do you want?" Li Lin asked calmly.

The woman in palace dress pointed at Li Lin's left arm.

Li Lin frowned and said, "Next time I'll let you take five more puffs."

The ghost in palace dress nodded with satisfaction, then floated above Zhao Xiaohu's head, stretched out her right hand, and the shadow passed over Zhao Xiaohu's body, grabbing out a twisted black line.

The black line was still struggling and swaying from side to side, as if it had life.

Zhao Xiaohu felt his whole body was cold, he started to tremble, and his face turned very pale.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hua looked a little nervous.

Li Lin smiled and said, "The Tree Fairy Queen has taken action. Xiaohu is fine now. Take him home and give him a bowl of ginger soup. After two days of rest, he will be full of energy again."

"Thank you, Li Xiaolang."

Uncle Zhao first bowed to Li Lin, then pulled Aunt Hua to kneel down next to Zhao Xiaohu. The two of them also kowtowed three times and nine times while speaking at the same time.

"Thank you, Lady Tree Fairy, for rescuing my useless boy. From now on, my Zhao family will pay tribute to you every day and never forget your kindness."

After finishing talking, the two of them took Zhao Xiaohu home.

They need to give Xiaohu some supplements.

When the villagers saw that the matter was settled, they all bowed towards the altar. No matter whether there was something wrong or not, it was always good to leave some incense and gratitude for the "goddess" who could help them in the future.

Li Lin was also preparing to go home. He hadn't had breakfast yet.

At this time, an old man called out to him, "Li Xunshu, please stay. I have something important to discuss with you."

Li Lin stopped.

The old man walked up to Li Lin with his cane and said, "Li Xunshu, do you know any spirit hunters?"

(End of this chapter)