Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

"Mr. Ye, go to the living room, I will wait for you."

He didn't seem to see the ice sword in Ye Fan's hand, so he reminded him lightly, then turned and walked towards the courtyard.

However, the moment he turned around, his face suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes were full of venomous brilliance.

Ye Fan looked at the sky and faintly saw a faint black air spreading.

It's like a drop of ink dripping into clear water, slowly spreading out, causing the sunlight to gradually dim.

Noticing that Ye Fan hadn't moved, the servant stopped, turned his head and said, "Mr. Ye, why are you standing there? The ancestor told me that you can't have a banquet if you don't come."

When the word "ancestor" was mentioned, complex expressions flashed in the servant's eyes.

It is the condensed emotion of hatred, insidiousness, murderous intent, and jealousy, the most vicious thoughts in the world.

It seems to be an extremely remarkable thing to be valued by the ancestors.

The servant thought he had covered it up well, but Ye Fan had caught everything.

Chapter 534: The mummy hangs high, Zhuge is tricked!

"Lead the way!"

Ye Fan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, pretending not to know anything, and slowly followed.

The servant showed a stiff smile, turned around and walked ahead to lead the way.

Ye Fan looked around without fear, it was still the Wang family's house, but it was a bit strange that he couldn't explain clearly.

This feeling is like being in a dream.

This made Ye Fan vigilant, and had the idea of ​​falling into an illusion.

Silently sending out his mental power, he found that there was a strong mental fluctuation here.

Dreams are generally constructed by mental power, and illusions also achieve their goals by influencing people's brain waves.

To put it bluntly, both dreams and hallucinations are related to spiritual power.

It just so happened that Ye Fan's mental power was extremely strong, so he quickly discovered the clue.

Calmly followed the servant forward, when passing by the water pool, Ye Fan stopped and turned his head to look towards the water pool.

What was reflected on the water surface was not his own face, but a strange face.

It was a young man who looked to be about ten years old, wearing brocade robes, his face was slightly pale, and there was a deep sadness between his brows.

Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly increased his mental power, secretly shocked: "The illusion of the person who arranged the environment is really powerful, and even my reflection can be changed."

"No, to be more precise, I should have experienced what the boy reflected in the water just now experienced."

Ye Fan was full of thoughts, and soon figured it out.

The illusion here replaces itself with that strange boy.

The evil hidden in the Wang family is indeed powerful, and I had no clue before.

Now actively pulling himself into this past scene is obviously trying to entrap himself.

But for himself, it seems to be an opportunity.

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze and turned back to the servant leading the way.

As expected, he didn't sense the evil spirit, and he seemed to be an ordinary person.

However, the servant's expression completely changed due to his mental strength.

His face was twisted ferociously, and the evil thoughts in his eyes seemed to overflow, and there was strong coveting in his eyes, as if he had regarded Ye Fan as a delicious delicacy.

"What's wrong? Mr. Ye?"

On the contrary, his voice was very soft.

"It's nothing."

Ye Fan restrained his mental strength and kept awake at all times.

Seeing the hypocritical look of concern in the servant's eyes, Ye Fan couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"Then let's go!" The servant smiled gently: "It's not good for the old ancestor to wait for a long time."

Ye Fan nodded and followed.

The faint candle flame flickered in the darkness, seemingly about to go out at any moment.

Hot wax dripped on the back of Zhuge Feng's hands, and Zhuge Feng, who was wearing a Taoist robe, screamed and opened his eyes.

Subconsciously picked up the copper coin sword on the table, looked around vigilantly.

There was no movement in the darkness, Zhuge Feng frowned, and called cautiously: "Mr. Ye? Ah Yang? Master Wang?"

When he woke up, he was alone in the room.

"Strange? Where did the person go?"

Zhuge Feng frowned, but he didn't have much worry in his heart.

He has seen Ye Fan's ability before.