I, the lord of ghost stories

The soil, grass, trees, fences, small bridges, and even the water surface in the distance... were all dyed a faint golden color.

The light overwhelmed everything.

Yuu Sifeng tried his best to resist the influence of this force, but the surrounding golden mist was only slightly affected.

In the end, I still had to fall into it.

……

It rained heavily, continuously.

In the dark alleyway, Sifeng Yuanyou's footsteps were like flying, lightly passing a row of piled up sundry boxes.

At the corner ahead, a gray-white phantom flashed past.

He continued to accelerate, falling tightly behind him.

Just after passing the corner, there was a gloomy black, reflecting a faint luster under the light of the street lamp in the distance.

This hidden blow came straight to the chest.

However, Sifeng Yuanyu seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and turned his body slightly, but the whole body directly bumped into it.

The white light flashes and then goes out.

Swipe across a distance of more than ten meters, piercing through the hazy white shadow ahead.

The white shadow just swayed, like catkins blowing in the wind, flying upwards in an unimaginable posture.

Above the laneway, high-rise buildings come and go.

With just a few breaths, it made several strange turns and directions in the air one after another, and disappeared into the distance.

"It seems to have been hit, but...my spiritual power didn't hurt it."

This shows that it is not the ontology.

Yuu Sifengyuan stopped and breathed slowly.

After all, he still has a human body, a physical body, which cannot be compared with this weirdness.

"There is no escape!"

A layer of hazy transparent light shield was raised around the body, and the rainwater on the head and body quickly disappeared.

However, after all this was done, no water vapor appeared.

Following the induction in the spiritual sense, Sifeng Yuanyou moved and stepped into the dark rain.

It was late at night, and there was darkness in the rain.

Sifeng Yuanyu only followed the induction in the dark, chasing the place with the strongest "breath".

Before I knew it, I had deviated from the main road of the city and came to a remote mountain.

On the rough and muddy trail, there are simple paths paved with cinders and gravel.

There are towering trees on both sides, and the raindrops hit them, crackling.

He trudged among them, with one deep foot and one shallow foot, stepping in the ditch from time to time, but fortunately he changed his boots before setting off.

Even so, it was wet and cold, not a great experience.

From time to time, torrential rain hits, beating on the leaves in the forest like balls.

The eyes are dim, there is no light, and the surroundings are full of darkness.

It's almost like this is the case.

Sifeng Yuanyu focused all his energy on the induction.

The spiritual sense was tense like never before, sensing everything around him.

trees, animals, wind...

A bit of obscure breath spread among the trees and was gradually dissipating.

Looking at the faint aura that is gradually disappearing, it guides him on the trajectory.

Wherever you go, there must be traces.

Stumbled and stumbled, I don't know how many times I bumped into the tree.

I don't know how long I walked, one hour, two hours, and finally the eyes suddenly opened up.

On the flat and open sloping land, there is a western-style villa with a sense of vicissitudes of history.

"Got you."

With joy, Yuu Sifeng entered the half-open iron gate.

The courtyard is paved with bricks, and weeds grow tenaciously from the cracks in the bricks.

The cracked brick surface has been abandoned for at least decades.

There are withered pools, sculptures, and old electric lights hanging on the walls in the courtyard.

Dim light radiated from the broken lampshade, illuminating the courtyard as white as snow.

The rain seems to be less.

The long raindrops, under the illumination of the light, reflected dim light, like silver threads in the darkness.

Sifengyuan walked slowly on the ground, and his boots collided with the muddy and slippery brick surface, making a dull sound.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the swaying shadows of trees, buildings, and people, like a group of demons dancing wildly, disturbed people.

Creeping darkness, taking advantage of the changing light and shadow, quietly approached from the side and rear.

"Shangshan Jun~"

The faint voice of a woman moaning softly came from the depths of the darkness, and was carried to the ears along with the wind.

In a trance, Si Fengyuan's consciousness paused.

An indescribable, unknown emotion emerged from my heart for no reason.

It's like, the front is my true love.

Sweet, can't wait, people can't help but relax their vigilance.

"Come~stay, forever, forever~accompany me~"

The resentful female voice is very soft and beautiful, expressing tenderness and tenderness.

Sifeng Yuanyu seemed to be confused, his steps became slower and slower, and his eyes became stiff.

The satin-like black hair, like wildly growing water plants, suddenly extended from the shadow.

At the end of the field of vision, a large amount of creeping darkness can be seen...

These are all hair!

The dense long hair quickly coiled up, covering the sky and covering the sky, blocking all vision.

In the next instant, the whole person was entangled layer by layer with strands of hair.

Thick and delicate hair, with a sense of coolness, like iron wires, strangled into the skin, oozing blood.

Wrap him into a black cocoon and hold him in the air.

Then, a woman in white with a round fan stood in the air and revealed her figure.

"Exorcist, this is your own death, and you can't blame others."

The lower half of the face of the woman covered by the round fan revealed a delicate and charming face.

"It's okay to disturb me from eating at the hotel, but you dare to chase me alone."

"Should I say that you are stupid? Or that you have no brains?"

She smiled triumphantly,

"Ah lah...it's really nerve-wracking. I really can't think of an appropriate word to describe how stupid you are."

"However, although he is a fool, his spiritual power is unexpectedly abundant."

"Your life, I will accept it!"

A pair of long and narrow beautiful eyes half-closed, appearing even more charming.

The strands of hair pulled into the skin more tightly, leaving streaks of blood.

Bright red drops of blood rolled down the hair, but seemed to sink into the hair like a sponge.

Feeling the power contained in the blood, the alluring woman became more and more satisfied, and her eyes became blurred.

Sifeng Yuanyu's spiritual power was so mellow that she even reacted as if she was drunk.

There was even a blush on her cheeks.

"More...more blood..."

She stretched out her pink tongue, licked her red lips, and looked at "Silkworm Cocoon" with more and more greedy eyes, like a dangerous beautiful snake.

With the urgency of the weird woman, her hair was constantly squeezed inward like a living thing.

At this time, bright white light penetrated the hair, tens, hundreds, thousands, thousands of white lights surged like arrogance, blooming from the core.

The strands of hair strangling Sifeng Yuanyu broke and disintegrated inch by inch.

"what?!"

A large piece of hair was broken by a huge force, and the weird woman was unprepared and leaned back.

Because she had absorbed a large amount of undigested spiritual power, she was now in a slightly drunken state, and her reaction was a bit slow.

At this fleeting moment, Sifeng Yuanyu, who broke free from the shackles, clenched a long sword made of white light with both hands, rushed forward, and directly pierced into the waist and abdomen of the woman in white.

The white light submerged in it, making her body gradually transparent.

Through the gradually transparent body, one can vaguely see the blade piercing directly inside, in the outline shaped like a wooden comb.

This is the true body of this monstrosity!

"Ahhh-"

The soprano voice full of resentment seemed to come from the abyss, violently hitting the eardrums.

At the same time, a large number of strands of hair crazily formed javelins and counterattacked at Yuu Sifeng, who was about to string him into a hedgehog.

"Enchantment!"

A barrier glowing with white light blocked the outside.

Then, the sound of rain hitting plantains came, as if being shot by a heavy machine gun, and there was the sound of metal collisions.

The light above the enchantment flickered, flickered, and finally disappeared.

With the power of the recoil when the barrier was extinguished, Yuu Sifeng worked hard to change directions in the air to avoid the final counterattack.

At the end of his consciousness, he smashed through the window and jumped into the room of the villa.

As soon as you entered it, everything around you stopped.

Broken debris, dust, all stagnate like pressing the pause button.

Sifeng Yuanyu stood in the air, a layer of light rose around his body.

This light is like milky white, slowly flowing and reflecting.

The hint of red in the middle has already faded, and the overall appearance is three parts red and seven parts white.

"The realm of fantasy can't kill me."

"I finally found it."

"Without this as a cover, how do you hide your identity?"

When he waved his hand, faint ripples appeared in the surrounding space, a piece of dull golden fragments struggled and resisted, and fell into the palm of his hand.

"seal."

A pure golden slate appeared, and the mirror fragment was thrown into it.

Without this core, the surrounding space was shaking violently.

Everything as far as the eye can see is breaking and disintegrating, turning into mist inch by inch, melting like snow meeting the sun.