Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

"What happened?" Ren Tingting hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Ye Fan knew that she was worried about him, so he comforted him softly: "Someone wants to steal the clay figurine of the resentful baby in Yizhuang."

As soon as the words fell, he turned into Dao Jinhong and disappeared in place, flying towards Renjia Town.

In just a few minutes, the distance of more than two hundred miles came in an instant.

Ye Fan fell on Yizhuang lightly like a breeze, without making a sound.

At first glance, I saw all around Yizhuang, all the talismans that had been pasted up when Uncle Jiu left were turned into ashes.

He was glad that he had been on guard for a long time, and imprinted the thunder mark on all the sculptures of resentful infants.

Otherwise, those statues of resentful infants may have been stolen by Chunhua as in the original plot.

Now, of course, the plot has changed.

After counting the number of resentful infant sculptures, there were quite a few of them, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then engraved the five-element formation.

Afterwards, Ye Fan turned his gaze to the outside of the door, just looking at the place where Chunhua was hit by the thunder and fell.

A faint cloud of Yin Qi and water vapor remained in the air and spread slowly.

The traces of water stains extended to the distance, and Chunhua herself may not have noticed these clues.

However, under Ye Fanli's golden pupils, everything is invisible.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and he moved slowly along the traces of water stains, disappearing into the night without seeing any movement.

Chunhua was running desperately, and the traces of thunder burns on her body shone brightly in the darkness.

Whenever the thunder light flickers, Chunhua will let out a groan in pain.

Such a terrifying thunder burn made her unable to escape in the form of water, or even blend into the water of the river. She could only run wildly with her feet like an ordinary person.

There was also a black talisman on Chunhua's chest, exuding a strong yin energy, which opposed the thunder glow emitted by the thunder's burn marks.

Without this black talisman, Chunhua would have been completely destroyed.

However, even so, the yin energy on the talisman is getting weaker and thinner, densely covered with cracks, which may collapse in the blink of an eye.

A few seconds later, she stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at the small path hidden in the darkness behind her, with a look of despair on her face.

In her eyes, a white figure was slowly walking from the darkness.

The person who came was dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, seemingly strolling in the garden, but in fact every time he took a step, he was tens of meters away.

Vaguely, it can be seen that the person who came has a golden light flickering, dispelling the darkness of the night.

"If I had known this, why should I run away and suffer for so long in vain?"

The white-clothed figure in the pupils approached quickly, and Chunhua felt the gradual fear.

She leaned against a tree and sat down very calmly, and said with a wry smile: "I should be waiting for you in Yizhuang, after all, it's a bit of a fluke!"

After saying this, she seemed to be quite relieved.

Ye Fan looked at her, and said indifferently: "I will naturally sense the thunder mark when it is activated, and you are the only one to blame for the water stains."

"You knew I was going to steal the sculpture of the Resentful Infant?" Chunhua asked in surprise.

Ye Fan shook his head: "I'm just guarding against evil spirits, but I'm not sure it's you."

"Haha, it looks like I was unlucky." Chunhua felt even more bitter in her heart, and smiled miserably: "The Golden Crow God pattern between Dewey's eyebrows is also left by you, right?"

"He's also related to Uncle Jiu, so I certainly can't see him suffer."

With a soft murmur, Ye Fan raised his hand slowly, blood streams shot out from his palm, and with a whoosh, he grabbed the black talisman on Chunhua's chest in his palm.

As the black talisman fell into his palm, the thunder light on Chunhua's body also dissipated.

Chapter 1185 Complicated and confusing, the Yin God of the spiritual realm!

"Yin talisman?" Ye Fan looked carefully at the black talisman in his palm, feeling familiar, and frowned, "Where did you get this thing?"

The black-robed man who dealt with Uncle Jiu back then was best at refining Yin Talismans.

However, since his death, Ye Fan has never seen anyone using Yin Talisman again.

Yinfu, as the name suggests, is a talisman of Yin and Ming.

This kind of thing, logically speaking, should only be produced in the spiritual realm, and it is extremely rare in the world.

"Why bother to ask knowingly, don't you know everything?"

Barely forced to smile, Chunhua complained.

The marks of thunder burns on her body caused her to suffer severe injuries, and her face was distorted in pain, looking a bit hideous.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold: "What do I know? Don't play tricks on me."

Does he know what the hell?

If not, how can I ask more questions?

In the original movie, Chunhua was just a mere water spirit, but now he has a yin talisman in his hand, so he naturally wants to ask clearly.

In fact, Ye Fan didn't understand why Chunhua insisted on staring at Michelle?