The old ancestor became the favorite of the entertainment circle by showing bad manners!

Chapter 112 An Ling
"So you're here to seek death?"

Jing Mo spoke suddenly, and his voice was ethereal, which really shocked him.

To cover up her embarrassment, An Ling coughed and said with a smile, "Miss, don't speak in such a tone, it's scary."

Then she answered her question: "Almost, I was diagnosed with lung cancer some time ago, and the doctor told me that if I receive treatment, I can live for three to five years longer, but I have given up treatment, so I want to come here to have a look before I die. "

Jing Mo kept walking and said, "Then you are very lucky to be able to leave this terrible world. Unlike me, you still have to stay in this world."

An Ling was taken aback. He thought the other party would say something to comfort him, but he didn't expect her to say that he was lucky——

He laughed and said, "You are right. I have experienced and seen through the sufferings of the world, so I have nothing to regret."

Then the two stopped talking, but looked around.

It is very quiet here, there is no other sound except the wind.

The dim street lights made the old street very dark, but nothing else was found.

After An Ling followed Jing Mo's side to pay attention, he whispered, "It looks the same, but why is it rumored so evil?"

Jing Mo answered: "You have already entered the ghost formation set up by the other party. After you react, you will only receive one instruction in your mind, which is to commit suicide."

She guessed wrong, the ghost array is one of the ghost cultivator's spells, not the evil cultivator's spell.

Yinhun formation is designed to absorb the souls of Yin spirits to strengthen one's cultivation base. The ordinary Yinhun formation requires 314 souls to activate, which can improve the opponent's cultivation base qualitatively.

For example, if the level is yin harvesting, then absorbing this elementary ghost formation, the opponent's cultivation base can break through to the soul gathering level.

If it is an intermediate ghost array, which requires [-] souls, then you can directly break through from gathering yin to transforming.

The high-level ghost array requires [-] souls, and can jump from picking up Yin to swallowing Yuan.

As for higher-level and super-level, the power is even more terrifying.

And the Yin Soul Formation you see in front of you is a rudimentary one, only needing 314 souls.

Moreover, this kind of elementary level will take away your soul without your being aware of it. If it is an intermediate level ghost formation, then the surrounding residents will not be able to escape.

Jing Mo has a bold idea, this formation is not for those little ghosts, but it’s not right, the strength of the little ghosts has reached the soul-devouring level, it is impossible to take a fancy to this elementary ghost formation .

Unless, they collect these souls for other purposes.

An Ling was taken aback, and he unconsciously leaned closer to Jingmo's side, his already pale face turned paler now.

He lowered his voice and asked cautiously: "What is the ghost array? It is specially designed to absorb souls? How did you see it?"

As Jing Mo walked forward, he said, "I can answer your first question. The ghost array, as the name suggests, is designed to absorb souls as you understand it.

Fortunately, this is a primary ghost formation, and it won't let you die immediately, but let you die for two days before committing suicide.In this way, in addition to feeling that this place is evil, there will be many people who are not afraid of death to come and see.

For example, you, and the others in front of you, didn’t you obediently come here to give away the head? "

An Ling shuddered, and after hearing Jing Mo's explanation, he became scared, and even thought of retreating.

Jing Mo saw what he was thinking, and said: "It's too late to quit now, since you've already been recruited, why don't you take a look inside and see what else is here."

An Ling suddenly responded to what she said, there is a loophole.

"From what you mean, you won't be tricked?"

Jing Mo chuckled, "No, because I'm different from you."

An Ling: "."

He really wanted to ask, why are you different from us, but even if he asked, the other party might not necessarily tell him.

So he changed his way of asking: "Miss sister, listen to what you mean, you are not only different from us, but you can also see through this thing called Yinhun formation at a glance, so do you have a way to crack it?"

Jing Mo turned to look at him, and said appreciatively, "I still have my brain, and I know how to think about problems, not bad."

An Ling: "."

Are you complimenting him?

Why does it feel wrong.

He ignored this compliment and asked: "You really have a way to crack it? Miss sister, can you help me crack it? Although I don't have much time to live, I don't want to die for no reason, and after I die, my soul becomes Other people's nourishment."

Jing Mo didn't answer, but looked ahead.

Seeing that she was looking ahead, An Ling looked in her direction, but he didn't notice any difference, so he asked again: "Miss sister, is the ghost formation you mentioned aimed at the residents living here? Are they not affected?"

This ghost formation is so scary, but why don't the residents here move away?

Aren't they afraid?

Jing Mo turned to look at him: "Who told you that the people living nearby are fine? Many of them died in the past two years. Of course, their deaths were either due to illness or accidents, so the residents here would not think of it as Old Street is related, even if there is doubt, there is no evidence."

An Ling rubbed his arms, and said in fear: "This is too scary, there are so many masters here, so dare you."

Jing Mo didn't answer him, but looked at the teenagers who suddenly started running ahead, and she suddenly quickened her pace to keep up.

Seeing that Jing Mo's figure was five meters away in the blink of an eye, An Ling was dumbfounded.

Fuck, what speed is this?

Did he meet an expert?

He quickly chased after him, but he couldn't run vigorously, and started coughing violently after running a few steps, but he didn't want to be left behind, so he had to chase Jingmo while coughing.

His cough was very loud in the quiet street. Jing Mo had no choice but to go back and pat him on the back. A miraculous scene happened. An Ling, who was about to cough up his lungs, suddenly patted him on the back. After a few strokes, it was fine!

He stared at Jingmo with excitement in his eyes: "Thank you."

Jing Mo withdrew his hand and said to him: "Your cough is too loud, it will alarm others."

An Ling: "."

He was despised.

Thinking that he has been sought after since he was a child, and he is the focus of attention everywhere. He has never been dismissed by outsiders, which makes him a little frustrated.

Because he is sick, no matter how good he is, he will be rejected.

He is very sensitive now, maybe because he feels that he is dying, and he always feels that others will dislike him or look at him with pitiful eyes, which makes him very uncomfortable.

Jing Mo caught his mind and said speechlessly: "You are too sensitive, let alone what I said is the truth, your coughing has already alarmed something."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the terrified screams of the teenagers running in front, as if they saw something terrible, they turned around and ran away because they were too hot.

Jing Mo grabbed An Ling and stood aside, only to see those teenagers screaming while running: "Ghost, help~"

(End of this chapter)