Chapter 112 On Track
His gaze almost subconsciously turned to a corner.

I saw a pale to transparent face.

It's really transparent.

There is a kind of fragmented feeling of transparency.

Song Jingmo took a second look before his heartbeat calmed down.

At this time, the senior brothers and sisters who were guarding around her also found that she had woken up. They all spoke softly and did not dare to breathe hard at all, for fear of scaring the soul of their little junior sister who had finally left behind.

When the old doctor invited by Wu Yi confirmed that Song Jingmo was in good health and came to the conclusion that he needed more rest and exercise, he withdrew his caution.

"Junior Junior Sister, what did you see when you left the soul?" Sang Zhixia was a little curious, but more annoyed.

There is no one who directly summons the soul body without saying hello.

If something goes wrong and the soul is completely wiped out, is there still a way to survive?
There are people who use this method of hurting people, it is simply a lack of beatings.

Sang Zhixia waved his fist.

During the day when Song Jingmo was in a coma, Sang Zhixia and Lin Zhixu learned a lot of punching techniques, and even learned the most painful tricks for beating people, just waiting to catch that black-hearted guy and practice them.

Song Jingmo knew that they were all concerned about him, so he let himself be teased, and drank a stomachful of nourishing soup, leaning against the bedpost, his eyes wandered to the corner again.

She always felt that the two translucent figures, one big and one small, looked familiar.

Especially in terms of body shape.

But apart from her, it seemed that none of the senior brothers, senior sisters or Old Wu had noticed the existence of those two spirit bodies.

"Junior Sister, what are you looking at?" Sang Zhixia stretched out her hand in front of Song Jingmo's eyes, and followed Song Jingmo's gaze to look at the corner.

"Is there nothing there?"

Finding that the spirit body in the corner had disappeared, Song Jingmo looked away.

"Senior Sister Zhixia, I'm fine."

"Nothing, I'm just in a trance."

"I just saw that there was a person standing there, but I couldn't see it when I looked carefully." Song Jingmo said slowly.

My head is throbbing, I don't know why.

Sang Zhixia didn't regard this as Song Jingmo's hallucination, and met the eyes of several younger brothers and sisters with some special talents, and they covered their eyes with spiritual power in unison, and looked inside and out of the room.

The few of them had a clear division of labor, Song Jingmo closed his eyes half-closed, thinking bitterly that if he fell into a coma a few more times, he might never be able to wake up completely.

Listening to the surrounding movement, the headache also eased a little.

She still felt familiar with those two spirit bodies.

But the spirit bodies she has seen can be counted on one hand.

One big and one small, and only in the village that was slaughtered before——

"Little Junior Sister, be careful—"

Song Jingmo heard the voice, opened his eyes, and saw a translucent baby on his bed.

The baby grinned at her, showing a mouthful of small, sharp teeth.

The woman on the side who wanted to take Yingling away looked at Yingling helplessly. Yingling raised her hand to cover her mouth, and when she grinned again, Song Jingmo only saw two small teeth.

"It's you." Song Jingmo finally confirmed the identity of the spirit body.

"Senior sister, it's a spirit body I've seen before."

Before the scene became chaotic, Song Jingmo successfully stopped the chaos.

Although the disciples of the Qingling Sect will not regard all spirit bodies as bad, they will never regard strange spirit bodies as friends from the beginning.

It is not that there are no spirit bodies in the spiritual realm of the sect. There are flower spirits, tree spirits, water spirits, book spirits, and spirit weapons. The spirit bodies left in the world because of obsession after human death are relatively rare, so they rarely see them.

Chi Zhishu cautiously avoided the area where he communicated with the spirit body, mother and child, and was pulled over by Sheng Zhichun who was busy with another matter.

Sheng Zhichun managed to get Xiao Hua to spit out the object she had swallowed before, and found that this was also a familiar guy.

Black and white dumpling.

The little junior sister was in a coma for a long time last time, and when she woke up, this dumpling also fell from the sky.

Could it be that this dumpling snatched back the soul of the little junior sister?

So, the dumpling saved the junior sister, and Xiaohua almost ate the dumpling...

Sheng Zhichun hurriedly asked his senior brothers and sisters to get a basin of warm water, and added the plant condensation that can make the hair soft and elegant. Before the dumplings woke up, he rubbed them, washed the dumplings carefully, and then dried them gently. Finally, I made a small nest with fire-attributed spirit stones, and put the dumplings in to keep warm.

Song Jingmo was keeping the small nest of the dumpling, and sitting on the side was a baby spirit with big eyes and sparkling eyes, a little confused about the development of the matter.

She knew that Tuanzi went to find someone to settle accounts.

She also knew that the spirit body mother and child died unexpectedly.

Combined, Song Jingmo couldn't understand it.

"Do you two want to enter reincarnation?" Zhizhi Bai asked cautiously.

Such a spirit being around for a long time can easily affect the luck of the living, and we must be cautious about this.

She knew that Tuanzi went to find someone to settle accounts.

She also knew that the spirit body mother and child died unexpectedly.

Combined, Song Jingmo couldn't understand it.

"Do you two want to enter reincarnation?" Zhizhi Bai asked cautiously.

Such a spirit being around for a long time can easily affect the luck of the living, and we must be cautious about this.

The woman shook her head.

"The resentment in my heart has not been resolved, and I cannot enter reincarnation."

"If it's possible, I want to send this child into reincarnation." The woman looked at Ying Ling with tender eyes.

She told these people exactly what Tong Tuanzi said.

When she was a human being, she was also a spiritual practitioner with average talent, but she was also the pride of the family.

After entering a small sect, she thought that the road to cultivation would be smoother, but she never thought that it was the source of her misfortune.

He covered his face with a veil so that no one could see his changed face.

She doesn't want to scare people.

After becoming a spirit body, if one is not careful, it is very likely to reveal his face when he died.

Very ugly.

she knows.

After she died, she suddenly got to know a group of true heaven's favored children, and she didn't feel that there was a big gap between herself and them.

Don't bother others with your own affairs.

There are some things that she can't say, just like Miss Song once went to the village to see her, and she was almost killed.

If she said those things, she would cause trouble for these young spiritual practitioners who should have a bright future.

Some things, she forced herself to forget while fleeing.

The real behind-the-scenes person has a very high level of cultivation, and has the power to cover the sky with one hand in that area.

What's more, she didn't remember who that person was, what his identity was, and where he was.

Unexpectedly, she opened the door and came in from the outside, and saw that the luck on the head of the little girl she was covering was changing slightly.

To annex that group of luck, or to be swallowed by that group of luck?
"I am back."

Facing Song Jingmo's delighted eyes, he said unexpectedly: She will always protect her.

(End of this chapter)

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