After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 58

The village chief's house was paved with stone slabs, and the blood did not seep into the soil, showing a semi-solidified black.

The smell in the air was unpleasant, but Song Jingmo didn't seem to be able to smell it.

A spiritual fire condensed from the fingertips, and a small white flame fell on the corpse of the old village chief. In just one breath, the corpse turned into a handful of gray powder.

Behind the house lay the young man who led the way that day, and the flames engulfed his body.

A tall young man could not fill a small box after his death.

Song Jingmo's family went in one by one, and when they came out, there would be a few small boxes in the cloth bag in their hands.

There is a dilapidated log cabin at the end of the village, which doesn't look like it can be lived in.Song Jingmo didn't intend to go in, but saw a black shadow flashing past the door.

Is it alive?or something else?
Lingli Huafeng pushed open the wooden door, and after a sharp creak, Song Jingmo saw the scene in the room clearly through the light from the hole in the roof.

An old soil bed was covered with dry straw and torn cotton wool. A woman was lying on the bed. The woman had died, and the room was full of rancid smell.

Song Jingmo didn't move his eyes.

The woman on the bed was extremely thin, but her abdomen was bulging high.

This is a pregnant woman.

Together with the unborn fetus, they were brutally murdered.

"It's human spirits who did it." Song Qingyan couldn't bear to look at such a scene. There were no traces of monsters in the village, only the aura left by a few spirits with chaotic spiritual energy.

Song Jingmo condensed his spiritual fire, and the black shadow he saw earlier rushed in front of her, opening his mouth to bite her finger.

Song Jingmo took a step back, and Song Qingyan, who had a bad temper, directly used his soul power to shoot the black shadow away. The black shadow hit the wall and fell on the bed.

The black image was in pain, and black water droplets fell down like tears, and the water droplets turned into black mist and returned to the black shadow.

The black shadow slowly crawled from the wall to the side of the woman, lying on the woman's chest and crying.

Only then did Song Jingmo see what the black shadow looked like.

It's a dark mass, but if you look closely, you can see that it is in the shape of a human being, with hands and feet, and it can even be said to be round and cute.

"This is an infant spirit." Song Qingyan also observed carefully, seeing the tiny infant spirit, he could only sigh in his heart.

She didn't know if the aborigines in Xiuling Continent had reincarnation. She only knew that creatures with strong enough soul power could abandon their bodies and turn to ghost cultivation after death. That was another kind of spiritual cultivation, specializing in soul power.

But a little baby spirit doesn't understand anything yet.

She can't do it if she kills it directly.

Let it go, for fear of becoming a disaster.

Xiaoyingling noticed Song Jingmo's gaze and tried to look fierce.

The baby spirit was pitch black and had no teeth. Song Jingmo didn't know how to see its cuteness.

"Do you want to come with me?"

"Are you crazy?" As soon as Song Jingmo said this, Song Qingyan became restless.

Ghost cultivators and orthodox spiritual cultivators can be said to be mutually restrained in their auras. Keeping infant spirits by their side is not to mention raising tigers, but at least they are seeking their own death for too long.

Powerful spiritual cultivators also practice ghost control skills, but Song Jingmo, a little girl who has never seen any strong winds and waves, does not know how to prevent her breath from being affected by infant spirits.

Even Song Qingyan himself is half-knowledgeable.

I forgot to mention that Song Qingyan is actually afraid of ghosts.

The infant spirit can only perceive that the person coming is not malicious, and cannot understand people's words. It only knows that it is in pain, and wants mother to talk to it and touch it, just like when it was still in mother's belly, it moves Move, mother will touch gently.

"It may not be willing to follow me." Song Jingmo just asked tentatively to see if Yingling could understand.

If the baby spirit is willing to follow her, she can wait until the way back to the sect to find out if there are any Buddhist or Taoist cultivators nearby, and send this ignorant spirit body into reincarnation.

Maybe, I can catch up with it and become sisters with its mother.

Song Jingmo didn't express his thoughts, because he also felt that his thoughts were naive.

"There is still a spirit body in this room." After Song Qingyan's burst of anger passed, his soul force discovered the abnormality in the room.

"one left?"

Song Qingyan's soul force dragged out a larger group of black shadows from the darkest corner of the room.

The black shadow was trembling all the time, Song Qingyan wanted to get some news from this spirit body, so he found incense that could strengthen the spirit body and gave it to Song Jingmo to light it.

With the incense, Soi Ying's figure solidified a lot.

It doesn't look similar to the figure of the woman lying on the bed.

"who are you?"

"Who am I... I don't remember..." The spirit body was a woman, sitting on the ground, hugging her knees, shaking her head once and for all.

"Do you know the man in the bed?"

"On the bed? Who is on the bed?" The spirit body was dragged by the power of the soul to look at the female corpse on the bed. It didn't know what it saw, and it struggled violently. Song Qingyan was caught off guard for a while, and the spirit body broke free.

"Follow up!"

Song Jingmo was extremely fast, and chased the spirit body to a flat area in the village where grain was dried. The ground was flat and open, and the spirit body squatted in a corner and wept.

"Who are you?!"

"Who am I? Am I dead? Who am I? Who am I?"

"The body is yours?"

"You don't care about your children?" Song Jingmo frowned.

If this spirit body is that woman, why would it ignore the little baby spirit?It seems that the little baby spirit has not discovered the existence of the woman's spirit body.

"Child?" The spirit slowly raised its head.

"How can I have a child! That's not my child! How can I have a child!" The spirit body was about to go crazy, crying and laughing, and kept shouting.

"Isn't that baby spirit your child?"

"The child...is my child..."

Not knowing what was going on with the spirit body, she returned to the wooden house at the end of the village as if she had regained her normal sanity, and the little baby spirit looked at her timidly through the crack of the door.

The spirit body gently picked up the baby spirit, patted it lightly, and softly hummed an incomprehensible song.

"What about your body?"

"Burn it." The resentment in the spirit body was surging, and it was suppressed by the purifying effect of the incense.

The spiritual fire burned the body to ashes, and Song Jingmo had another box in his hand.

This is the last box.

She didn't know how many people there were in this village, and she could only bury the bodies she found as best she could.

Song Jingmo didn't know Feng Shui, so he found a place that was not easy to be soaked by water and buried these boxes. Lingli piled up the soil layer by layer, forming a small mountain bag.

"I thought I had climbed up to someone, but it turned out to be a kind little girl."

"As soon as the Lingshi is given, it is a bag, which has attracted my thoughts."

"But these people refused to tell me who gave me the spirit stones, so I had no choice but to kill them one by one, and wait for the kind people to come to the door again." A cold male voice came from behind, Song Jingmo lowered his eyes, hidden Arouse the coldness inside.

It turned out to be the disaster caused by the bag of spirit stones.

She is stained with karma.

(End of this chapter)