C13 Death of yun yiqiang

It was still dark, even before dawn, when my cell phone suddenly rang. It almost scared me to death, and I wondered where the noon bell had come from.

However, once I picked it up, I vaguely asked who it was. The other side of the phone was indeed a voice that I was extremely familiar with.

"Xiaochu! "Save me!" Yun Yife said anxiously.

"What are you doing? It's only two o'clock, are you having a nightmare?" I put my wrist over my eyes, drowsy. "And, have we broken up? What are you looking for me for again? You must know that a good horse does not eat the grass! "

"Xiaochu, Xiaochu, listen to me." Yun Yife's voice was still trembling, "At that time, my mother was suddenly very sick, and I needed a large amount of money to treat her. Since Mo Anqi had money, I could use it to first save my mother, and then slowly repay her money."

"Xiaochu, I don't have the time to talk too much. Right now, they are locking me in a small house, saying that they will turn me into some kind of stone tomorrow. Xiaochu, please save me!"

Then, I suddenly heard a busy signal from the microphone, I sighed, what kind of mystical matter was this? Mo Anqi was probably playing imprison with this bastard Yun Yife, he was just having fun, how could I possibly disturb him?

Even if there really is a problem, it won't be too late to save you tomorrow!

Alright, what's the point of thinking so much? Sleep!

The next day, Qin Yao sent me a message.

He brought Yuning to the study room.

Yuning was wild with joy upon hearing this. She meticulously put on her beautiful makeup, wore her beautiful eyes, and combed her hair for half an hour. In the meantime, I was rather impatient.

I clenched my teeth, brought along my notes, and planned to head to the study room to continue copying Qin Yao's newly organized notes.

In a corner of the study room, I finally found a person who took up three seats, Qin Yao. Qin Yao obviously had something on his mind, and didn't flip through the pages for a long time.

Then I waved two fingers in front of his face, and he winced. What are you afraid of? What a normal person fears the most is your home.

Qin Yao sighed, he raised his head and sternly said to me, Yun Yife was killed by someone, but he could not find Yun Yife's soul. It's a big deal if we can't find the soul, because it might be used by people who plot against us to do anything. For example, the most common things we do are harming people, or borrowing their corpse to return their souls.

Looking at the time recorded in the Book of Life and Death, Yun Yife died in the underground parking lot, not a single drop of his blood was left. The exact time of death was two-thirty. Cause of death.

I suddenly thought about the phone call Yun Yife gave me this morning, and couldn't help but feel guilty. If I hadn't slept soundly, would Yun Yife not have died?

After Qin Yao heard this, he sighed, thought for a moment, then slowly extended his hand out to pat my head, saying that there is a definite certainty of life and death. Legend has it that there was a kind of blood-thirsty rose in hell. It was so beautiful that it could not be measured. Although it would bring good luck in the next few days, it could also be directly devoured by this kind of rose. This matter is the same, I do not need to blame myself too much, this is Yun Yife's fate. He couldn't escape, so all he could say was that it was his life.

The sky was clear and blue.

After a long while, Yuning finally arrived.

The pair of jeans stretched out his small legs, and if he guessed correctly, he should be wearing a belt, because Yuning's stomach was made of flesh. He was wearing a white shirt today, giving off a very capable feeling. The rolled up sleeves of his right arm emphasized this feeling.

Looking at this, I could not help but exclaim, there really is no ugly woman, only lazy woman!

But no matter how well Yuning dressed up, Qin Yao seemed to have turned a blind eye and told Yuning everything he had just told me. Yuning also frowned, and then suddenly asked for Yun Yife's birth date.

Although it doesn't matter now, after all, he was once a man and a woman, so I still know about his birth. In the end, the two of them smacked their lips and their faces became serious after hearing that.

Pure Yin Body.

Qin Yao told me so, and he said, he also has a Pure Yin Body. If not for him being a Ghost Servant, he would have already been killed.

I have heard about the Pure Yin Body before, it is said that this kind of physique can't be too good enough to attract ghosts, and this physique, according to Yuning, is an excellent material to cultivate into a Spirit Yin Stone.

Spirit Yin Stone s were the best materials for spirit body cultivation. It could not be denied that devouring other spirits was a very good way to raise the level of Spiritual Energy, but even Spiritual Energy s had dregs within them. And Spirit Yin Stone s were a type of spirit body refining, using its essence to remove the dregs, what remained was the purest of Spiritual Energy s.

But if that was the case, then the refined soul would simply be no different from a soul that had been destroyed.

At the very least, they would not be so sullen in death. If they refined the Spirit Yin Stone, it would just be eaten by others, and thinking about it, it would be a great death, even when their souls were scattered, they would still feel aggrieved.

The atmosphere was heavy for a moment, Yuning looked at me, who had lowered my head and read the book but even took out the reverse, and also Qin Yao who was frowning and thinking where to start. She rolled her eyes, then patted Qin Yao and I with his hand, and spoke in a low and mysterious voice, "His uncle's building recently, there's actually an ancient tomb underneath!"

Qin Yao and I were instantly attracted over. Qin Yao felt that it was new because that place could also be considered as the place he was in charge of. It was equivalent to a police station that was responsible for all the ghosts in his area.

And I'm interested because Su Min has been so weak since he returned from the pavilion, I think it's related to the ancient tomb that Yuning talked about.

When Yuning saw that both of our attention had been attracted by sher, he was a little pleased with herself. She said that the ancient tomb was not very big and that she was probably just a descendent of an aristocratic family. The tomb was not big, and there weren't many burial items. Not a single one was worth a lot of money, and the most expensive one was a copper mask. But think about it, other than the bronze artifacts from the Spring and Autumn War Country, which other generation had any valuable copper artifacts?

The round jade in front of my chest was still a little cold. I couldn't help but touch my chest and think that the most valuable thing was hanging around my neck. The purest piece of jade made from chicken blood was still round and hollow.