I found that the skin under my palm had turned into porcelain, and the skin exuded the luster of white porcelain, which did not look very beautiful, but very strange.

Wu Ling's face remained normal, but her arms were turned into porcelain.

The Wu family below are still arguing, and may not have noticed this change.

Wu Ling's body became heavy, his hands were hanging down, and his whole body was hanging on ropes.

The screams of three women rang out from the room.

Wu Ling suddenly fell, beyond their expectations and beyond mine.

I was still holding Wu Ling's arm, and I was pulled and landed on the ground by Wu Ling.

With a bang, Wu Ling's feet smashed the floor into a pit.

The three women fell into a ball, their hands were bloody, and they cried and scolded.

I stared at Wu Ling in front of me.

Wu Ling's eyes were still open, but he had lost the texture of human organs.

Her face also turned into porcelain, just like the porcelain doll that Ye Qing brought back.

My heart was thumping, and I shouted "Wu Ling" a few times, still holding her arm.

No, no soul... I can't feel Wu Ling's soul.

Where?

Where is her soul?

I looked around, and a light in my mind suddenly looked up.

Under the roof beam above, where Wu Ling was hanging just now, a translucent figure floated there.

I breathed a sigh of relief and flew up again. Just as I was about to call Wu Ling, I suddenly saw the struggled expression on her face.

"Wu Ling!" I grabbed Wu Ling's wrist, "Hey, have you heard it? Wu Ling!"

Wu Ling's face still had a painful and struggling expression.

The Wu family below started to exclaim and quarrel again.

It's the spirit... When I saw the coldness and alienation flashing across Wu Ling's face, I suddenly thought of the spirit that came on the stormy night.

Those three women, no, were Wu's backhanded, and they really created a spirit!

Wu Ling's soul stalemates in the air for a while and slowly falls.

I could only circle around Wu Ling, not knowing how to help her fight against this spirit, nor how to help her get out of this battle.

Wu Ling's legs had already touched the porcelain doll. The pain on her face was more obvious, and she stayed on her face for a longer time. But immediately, the cold expression would suddenly appear again, and her body would sink to the ground sooner.

"Wu Ling, you have to leave here with me. Ye Qing only thought of this method. You have to leave with me first. Wu Ling!" I shouted anxiously.

Wu Ling's eyes moved, "No, if you leave...this thing..."

I immediately understood.

Wu Ling was fighting against this spirit. She suppressed this spirit for several years until on that stormy night, Chen Xiaoqiu's body, the soul-suming wind chime, and Wang Hongyi's excitement re-stimulated it.

I was sweating all over my forehead, "What should I do? No matter what, you..."

I couldn't continue halfway through my words.

How could this be ignored?

What kind of situation will the release of this terrifying spirit cause in advance?

You should know that as soon as it was born, it began to "judgment", killing countless people who were killed, or who were not guilty of death, or even innocent people. It would only become more and more crazy.

Can Ye Qing resist it at this time?

I'm afraid not.

If Ye Qing can do it, he should solve this problem if he finds Wu Ling's body.

"How could this happen..." I was a little impatient, "It must have some weaknesses...it has any..."

"Body...Container...New..." Wu Ling jumped out almost word by word, trying hard to capture the gap he occupied in the initiative and wanted to express what he wanted.

When I heard what Wu Ling said, I was stunned.

"Give it, a body?"

Wu Ling nodded, and his expression changed in an instant.

In just this blink of an eye, Wu Ling's soul sank into his body.

The people from the Wu family were still arguing, but I turned a deaf ear to it and just regarded it as the noisy background noise.

I looked at the white porcelain doll and a lot of content flashed through my mind.

A new body...

Wu Ling’s meaning is to give it a new body and separate it from himself.

New body...

Does Ye Qing know? Did he think of this solution too?

So……

Chen Xiaoqiu...

A person who was resurrected from the dead, a person whose soul and body were not closely matched enough, happened to be the one who later joined the demolition group of the Workers and Peasants Villages...

My body was a little stiff, my fingers and feet seemed to be a little numb, and my heart and brain seemed to be frozen.

What's this?

destiny?

Or is it that Ye Qing has made many years of arrangements?

"How did she become like this? What did you do?"

"There is a ghost!"

"It's a monster, it's a monster!"

"No, it's them. What kind of magic they have made must be!"

"Shut up, you all shut up! And you three bitches, you actually want to kill me!"

“Woo…”

"Cousin, no, I was forced by them!"

"It was obviously the first one you asked!"

"Okay OK! A Jian, what should I do now? This...thing..."

I stared at Wu Ling's body.

The people from the Wu family moved her out of the floor. The young man fiddled with something in a sacred way and put talisman paper on Wu Ling, but it was useless.

Someone was holding Wu Ling's cell phone and asked the young man in panic what to do.

The young man was impatient and shouted loudly.

The dream quickly passed for a while.

With a bang, the door was knocked open.

Outside the door was a sound of ghosts crying and howling.

I turned my head blankly and saw the ghosts running around in the Wu family's old house.

Liu Miao and Ye Qing entered the room one after another.

Ye Qing probably saw me.

Liu Miao rushed to Wu Ling at the first time, grabbed the young man's collar and punched him hard.

Ye Qing quickly diverted his attention and checked Wu Ling's condition.

"Boss..." Liu Miao cut the young man's hands back and called Ye Qing nervously.

"Her soul is trapped inside. There are other things in this body. Let's do it first." Ye Qing stood up straight and turned to face the young man.

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" the young man shouted.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Wu family in Qingzhou recruited hundreds of ghosts to create their own spirit and caused chaos in the whole city. Now, it should be the best time for history to repeat itself." Ye Qing said calmly, "Don't worry, I don't have the strength of the Wu family in Qingzhou back then, so I just found a dozen ghosts to play with you. From now on, escape from the old house of Wu family, kill ghosts, or live in harmony with ghosts, even if you win; if you die, even if you lose."

Ye Qing took two steps forward, leaned over slightly, and faced the young man, "Perform well and don't embarrass the Wu family in Qingzhou."

Liu Miao threw the young man to the ground with force.

He went to pick up Wu Ling, followed Ye Qing, and walked out of the Wu family's old house.

The two of them were unobstructed, and screams from people kept coming from around them.

I felt a strange feeling in my heart.

Ye Qing would start a massacre in the Wu family because of Wu Ling's death. Then, in order to save Wu Ling, he would not have any hesitation.

Actually, I should have known this a long time ago.

He wouldn't care about Chen Xiaoqiu's life and death. But I can't watch Chen Xiaoqiu die.

Moreover, the original conflict between saving Chen Xiaoqiu and saving Wu Ling, but now, if you separate Wu Ling and that spirit, this conflict will no longer exist.

I looked at Ye Qing's back and clenched my fists.
Chapter completed!