The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 247 Gentle Eyes (1)
Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of sudden realization.

Putting down the plate of sashimi that was still chilling, he looked at the female ghost in front of him again. Her death situation was familiar to him, and he didn't feel afraid. After all, he had killed and seen too much in the past hundreds of years. Already numb.

He turned his head, saw her face clearly in the dark, and said with a smile: "To be honest, I don't know you, but since you call me teacher, then it should be one of my students."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghostly aura around him erupted suddenly, and the female ghost's two holes without eyeballs seemed to emanate a coldness from within, and the sinister aura attacked his limbs and bones.

Under the cold and angry eyes of the other party, Zhao Qi searched hard in his mind again, but unfortunately found nothing, but one thing is certain, "Zhao Yong" was indeed his original name.

He was born about 300 years ago in a place called Hekou Village. There was a famine that year. He lost his father at the age of three and his mother at the age of five. Finally, he was picked up by an old Taoist who passed by. The old Taoist took him with him. , Make a living by telling fortunes to people every day.

Back then, Zhao Yong was talented and quick to learn everything, and the old Taoist priest did not hide it privately, took him on a wandering tour, and taught him everything he had.And a few years later, the old Taoist died. Before he died, he held his hand by the bed and passed a copy of "Sanqing Talisman Book" to him. He had just turned [-] that year.

Zhao Yong buried the old Taoist priest on a hill, carved a line of words with wood, and briefly dealt with his afterlife. He took the mantra book and studied it painstakingly. Ten years later, he finally gained a lot of money by relying on these Maoshan techniques. Wealth, he even had a wife before the age of 30.

He frowned, desperately trying to recall the woman's appearance, but unfortunately, after more than 300 years, he couldn't even remember her name clearly, but he thought to himself, he was really happy with her back then, After all, when she was seriously ill, he was willing to use the sect's forbidden technique, that is, the "reincarnation technique" for her.

The so-called reincarnation technique is a forbidden technique to transfer one's spirit into another person's body, the so-called container, with the help of spells and various elements, so as to obtain eternal life.

As for the "material" that triggers this spell, because it is too cruel, it has been listed as a taboo by the sect from the very beginning. He has also been struggling with his promise to his predecessor and dared not rashly study it. His wife can be regarded as a breakthrough.

Now that I think about it, my wife may be just an excuse. Zhao Yong’s mind is not right. He wanted to study the art of longevity early in the morning. It happened that she was seriously ill, and he had an extra practice object. He loved her, so he didn’t want her to leave. Isn’t that normal?He was not wrong, it was all because of love.

Zhao Yong thought this way, disregarding his wife's begging, and took the lives of several young women in a row. Later, he found that if he wanted to trigger the forbidden technique, it was not enough for a woman's fresh eyes. He needed resentment. The resentment when dying after various tortures, the more refined the resentment, the better the effect.

Afterwards, he continued to study for another year, but unfortunately his wife never survived the winter of that year. In late March, just like when he buried the old Taoist priest, he dealt with her affairs with a blank face. Instead, he continued to study painstakingly, and finally returned to the village where he was born when he was 40 years old, and became a local teacher, and it was there that he completed the first reincarnation in his life.

Zhao Qi lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Could it be that you are the resentful soul that escaped?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the other party up and down. If she didn't show up, he would have forgotten about it. It turned out that her name was Fang Yaqi, so he finally got a little impression that she seemed to be his student.

The female ghost didn't answer, and looked at each other with a ferocious face.

Zhao Qi and her looked at each other for a moment, and said with some relief: "I didn't expect that after more than 300 years, you have already cultivated into a fierce ghost? Speaking of which, I don't remember much. How did you escape?"

The female ghost remained silent, staring at him fiercely.

The atmosphere became very tense for a while, and under the female ghost's sneer and green eyes.Not only did Zhao Qi not feel the slightest pressure, but he slowly took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms.

The moment he took out the talisman paper, the ghost fire ignited around Aqi suddenly rose into the air, and rushed towards him very quickly.Afterwards, the red shadow flickered in the air and came to him almost instantly.

Zhao Qi didn't expect her speed to be so fast, and the amulet didn't have time to take effect, so he caught a fireball from her abruptly.Zhao Qi spat out a mouthful of blood with a "vomit", bounced back a few feet, hit the wall and had no time to breathe out the pain, and immediately drew a broken evil talisman on the palm of his hand, and then turned towards her face.

The sharp palm cut through the air, and even the chill around him began to tremble faintly.

Aqi received a slap in the face, and rolled aside after screaming.

Zhao Qi rubbed the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, coughed twice, and slowly took out a small emerald green porcelain bottle from the side drawer.

Aqi looked back in embarrassment, and found that the narrow-mouth bottle in his hand was only the size of a palm, and the bottle mouth was painted with gold paint to describe the soul-locking spell, and the black air coming out of the bottle mouth was unpleasant.

Zhao Qi got up, and the small bottle was filled with the resentful souls of those missing girls. Of course, how could those little things compare to the century-old ghost in front of him?The resentment lingering on her is the best nourishment, and he believes that as long as he gets her, his reincarnation can be perfectly ended.

"Silly boy, why did you come back since you escaped?" He held the small bottle and walked towards her step by step.

Aqi raised her eyes and sneered: "Of course it's your life."

Zhao Qi shook his head helplessly, as if he was facing a naughty child: "Have I ever taught you? If you want to take revenge, you must first weigh your own weight. How stupid it is to come to the door rashly, but it's also Well, because of your stupidity, I have saved a lot of effort."

He chanted the mantra all the way, unscrewed the bottle mouth all the way, and with a strong suction force rushing towards him, Aqi narrowed his eyes and smiled sinisterly: "You have killed so many lives, don't you be afraid that one day there will be an explosion?" If the law is broken, will the ghosts backfire?"

Zhao Qiyuan wanted to sneer, with his skills, who can break his formation?However, in the next second, when he saw the female ghost Aqi embracing the ferocity of dying together, burning all the will-o'-the-wisps and rushing towards the porcelain bottle in his hand, a little panic flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)