Chapter 32: Spiritual Fighting Method

"This Madam Zeng was a dowry from Mrs. Zhao. She has been serving her for many years. She has a very unusual identity. How could she tiptoe into my room at night and talk to the maid about surveillance me? Sure enough, Mrs. Zhao is unhappy, but I have anything worthy of her surveillance, and listen to what they are saying."

Hong Yi's soul was unsheathed, but when he saw such a thing, he sneered in his heart again and floated over.

He wanted to see what he was a little scholar who deserved so much attention from Mrs. Zhao, who actually sent out all the important people he ordered around him.

"There are gods who raise their heads three feet high, and their deceitfulness will definitely be known to ghosts and gods. This sentence is not unreasonable."

Hong Yi thought in his mind that his soul was a ghost and god. The first time he heard Hong Gui plotting against him, the second time he heard the conspiracy between Madam Zeng and his maid. It was simply a true portrayal of what the book said, "There is a god three feet above his head."

"He is sitting on the bed now, and I don't know if he is sleeping or doing something else, but I haven't seen him practice martial arts." The maid heard Madam Zeng's question and quickly answered what she noticed.

Of course, all these came to Hong Yi's ears without missing a word.

"Well, you must pay close attention to any movements of him, and report to me, and then I will tell you to my wife, find an opportunity to find his clothes, collect books, and see if there is anything unusual. You are all smart maids, so I don't need to explain this matter in detail."

"Madam Zeng, please don't worry. I guarantee that even if he loses a piece of hair, I will know what to report to you." The maid looked in the direction of the inner room and said smartly.

"Search for my things? Fortunately, I have read the Martial Sutra and burned it. I should pay attention to the Amitabha Sutra. If these villains know, there will be endless troubles." Hong Yi felt a little happy and felt a little happy.

Although he is a person who pays attention, these four maids serve him every day, with ulterior motives. If one of them is not careful, he will really discover the Amitabha Sutra.

But now that I heard it, I reminded me that Hong Yi was secretly alert.

"From today, your monthly rate will increase to ten taels per month." Madam Zeng said again.

"Thank you for your reward, Madam." The maid hurriedly thanked Mrs. Zhao. Although Mrs. Zhao was not present, the maid still showed respect: "But I don't think I plan to live in the Marquis' Mansion. Next month, I will take the imperial examination. If I pass the imperial examination, I will definitely move out. What should I do then? I heard that he is very literary and I must be sure of the exam."

"You are very smart. You can see his thoughts. I will report to my wife and give you a good reward." Madam Zeng exclaimed, and her tone turned cold: "Of course I won't let him pass the exam. Is he literary..."

"Do I want me to eat and do something? I can't take the scientific test." The maid said.

"No, this is easy to expose your feet, and it is too obvious. On the contrary, you have to serve every meal with delicious food and drink, so that no one can find any fault." Madam Zeng was strangely gloomy, opened her mouth, and smiled: "Hehe... I have a way. There is still one month left for the imperial examination. If he had nightmares day and night, he was plagued by his soul, and was seriously injured, see how he would take the imperial examination."

On a dim moonlit night, the old woman's gloomy and weird smile on the corner, all this made Madam Zeng look like a demon.

The maid was shocked when she saw Madam Zeng’s gloomy face.

"Go, don't let him find any clues. This kid is also smart and not a simple person. It can be seen from the fact that he actually secretly met Princess Zhennan, he is very scheming." Madam Zeng waved her hand.

"I will pay attention." The maid nodded and walked into the room lightly.

"I think he has only practiced martial arts to the point of muscles, and it is very shallow. However, this kind of qi and blood will not play any role in the confusion of the soul. However, if he continues to practice, he will be strong over time and have strong qi and blood. I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress him anymore. Well, let him have a nightmare for a month first and hurt his soul. Let him be hurt without knowing it. What can he do to me?"

After the maid entered the room, Madam Zeng smiled sinisterly and said to herself. She walked to a secret corner behind the rockery and sat down, closed her eyes.

"Um?"

When Hong Yi saw it, he knew that Madam Zeng was adjusting her spirit and visualizing her.

Just now, Madam Zeng was smug and Hong Yi also saw it clearly. When she heard that she wanted to have nightmares every night and hurt her soul, she knew that the other party was a person who practiced the magic of soul.

"Monster! How dare you come to harm me! Who said that I have practiced the immortal way now? Even if I have not practiced, I am full of righteousness, do not do bad things, and do not become deceitful, and keep the sages in my heart. How can you confuse me?"

An irrepressible anger surged in Hong Yi's heart.

Although Hong Yi has achieved a little success in practicing the magic of souls, and his soul can travel at night or even on day trips. He could do a lot of illegal things by relying on this ability, but Hong Yi never did it. He only practiced to strengthen his soul, wandered around and became familiar with the "water nature". At most, he watched Hong Xuejiao practice boxing, which is normal.

If you also practice the soul, if you use the ability to expose the shell to pretend to be a god or a ghost, and you will be a demon who is evil, and you will be a demon who is close to yourself, focus on strengthening the soul and wander around the world, then you will be the right path of immortality.

Hong Yi has been reading this since he was a child and understands it very well.

When Hong Yi saw such villains and ghosts, he hated and despised them in his heart.

"Um?"

Just as Hong Yi was feeling angry and angry, Madam Zeng, who was sitting on the ground and regulating her mind, seemed to feel something, opened her eyes and looked at her.

Hong Yi immediately flashed into the room, returned his soul to his position, and at the same time he lay down and pretended to sleep.

He wanted to see how this Madam Zeng would deal with him.

The other party's martial arts are great, far above Hong Yi. Since he wants to harm himself, Hong Yi has to be careful.

"Maybe it was an illusion just now? It seems that someone peeked at me with a wandering soul? Unfortunately, I have not yet practiced to the realm of a congenital martial artist, otherwise my blood and energy will be strong enough to see any wandering soul Yin God."

Madam Zeng didn't notice anything, and her yin eyes closed again and entered the state of visualization.

About two hours later, the marquis's mansion also became quiet, and it was late at night. Madam Zeng's head moved, and then her breathing and heartbeat calmed down. It was obvious that her soul had left the shell and left the body.

At the same time, Hong Yi was lying while sleeping, and suddenly he heard the whistling wind in his ears, making the door rustle, as if he was crying like a ghost. At the same time, the moonlight shone in from the window, and shadows were twisted, as if he was crawling on the ground, trying to struggle!

The wind blows, the shadows under the moon twist, crawling on the ground, and struggling! This feeling is so weird that it is so scary that it is so terrifying that it is.

"Is this the art of confusing gods?"

Hong Yi knew clearly in his heart that his eyes were not open, so how could he see the distorted moon shadow in the room? This must be an illusion.

But this illusion is too real and immersive. If you don’t know the details and are not prepared, you can’t tell the truth or the false.

Hong Yi knew in his heart that he wanted to open his eyes and see what it was, but suddenly, he couldn't control his hands and feet, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

It’s like a person who was shocked by a nightmare. He knew that the dream was fake, but he just couldn’t wake up!

This feeling is helpless and panic.

"The void is vast, I sit in the center, and in a flash of my fingers, everything is false." Hong Yi was not panicked. The illusion he experienced was much more powerful than this. He smiled coldly in his heart and suddenly immersed in the state of unity with the Amitabha Buddha.

There is a bright light shining in the void!

Hong Yi felt his soul jump out, and his whole body was filled with golden light, like a scorching sun exploded, evaporating all the ghosts in the room.

Opening my eyes, the moonlight shone in, it was very quiet, where were there ghosts and wind sounds? There was no golden light.

Everything just now was all about the soul-striking battles of illusions and thoughts.

At the same time, Hong Yi heard a shrill scream from the rockery outside the wing room, like a wounded beast.
Chapter completed!