A Ghost in My Body

Wandering Soul

The northern suburbs are located in the northern part of Yucheng, which has never been reclaimed and is a sublime mountainous area with few people.

There are rumors that donkeys have seen evil things in it, and now after the change in heaven and earth, a small ghostly spirit has actually been born.

The birth of the ghosts is still an unknown, but every ghost is a place of death, which is filled with a lot of dead air and spirits and ghosts.

One of the more famous is the Night Demon Ghosts in western China.

The city of Xijing, which once had a population of tens of millions, is now covered by night demons and ghosts and has been completely reduced to a forbidden area for the living.

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The endless mountains, rising and falling, seem to be a huge dragon lying dormant on the ground.

Jiang Xiao and his group were about to enter the mountain at this moment.

Everyone's face was full of emotions, either excited or timid.

Although it is not a life-threatening wandering spirit, but for these adolescent girls and teenagers, the pressure can not be said to be too great.

"Jiang Xiao, how about we join you later?"

The little fatty pulled Jiang Xiao's hand, his voice hiding some concern.

Jiang Xiao shook his head, "No, it's more efficient to act separately."

I'm afraid that my own shadow belongs to the alien in this world, it is best not to be exposed in the eyes of outsiders.

Jiang Xiao abruptly looked at the starry-eyed Bai Qimeng in the distance.

The latter is now surrounded by a large number of followers, only just become an imperial spirit master, just like a leader's aura.

Seeing that the time is almost up, Chen Fan opened his mouth and said, "It's okay, let's go into the mountain."

The words just fell, the faces of the people are different, you look at me, I look at you, for a time did not make a decision.

Swish!

Suddenly, Jiang Xiao took the first step.

He didn't look to the left and right like the others, but walked his own path with determination.

Looking at Jiang Xiao's back, the crowd's eyes changed slightly.

"Who is this?"

"It seems to be Jiang Xiao from class three?"

Chen Fan on the periphery of the crowd nodded secretly and thought to himself, "This son has a heart that doesn't drag its feet and can be of great use, but his qualifications are a bit poor ......"

Bai Qimeng had just organized a team of six and had intended to be the first to set an example as a leader, only to see Jiang Xiao actually steal the limelight.

"Humph, let's go!"

Bai Yi Meng remembered Jiang Xiao's back, and then stepped on the road.

"This scattered coin, no ability, just like to make something different in such places."

Zhang Hai spat and cursed disdainfully, and then also took several other people into the mountain.

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The lush jungle.

Sky-high trees and dense shrubs.

Jiang Xiao played with twelve percent attention, slowly walking forward.

It was clearly noon, after entering this mountain forest, but strangely like being in the night.

Sunlight can not penetrate the layers of leaves, the woods are dark and silent, everywhere there is an eerie atmosphere.

"It's okay, it's just some wandering spirits."

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, inwardly cheered himself.

Zsa Zsa...

Suddenly, an eerie wind blew.

Jiang Xiao's body chilled and his eyes changed, "Here it comes!"

Along with this gloomy wind, a faint white mist rose up around the circumference for no reason, somewhat like the early morning fog among the mountains, but a little more pale and gloomy.

A flash of black light.

A demonic dagger was held back in Jiang Xiao's hand.

Feeling the warm and jade-like touch of the original spiritual weapon, Jiang Xiao's heart has some courage.

At that very moment, the temperature in the woods dropped steeply, like an ice cave.

"Young man... Do you know where my eyes... Where did it fall?"

At the same time, a sobbing, sultry voice sounded in Jiang Xiao's ears.

It was as close as if it was on his body, and there was even a cold exhale from his neck!

Jiang Xiao's body chill hairs stand up, legs can not help but weak.

The next moment, he bit his tongue fiercely, forcibly regained control of his body, while the dagger in his hand turned into a dark light and violently cut through the air.

Tear-la-

A human-shaped white mist was like a garbage bag cut by the dagger.

Then, a pale white drop of water dripped down from the air.

Jiang Xiao hurriedly took out a sheepskin jade bottle from his arms, then caught the drop of water.

This water droplet was the product formed after the wandering soul was destroyed.

It is said to be of great help to the spiritual master's cultivation on a regular basis, although it is not as precious as the soul beads, but it is worth a few dollars.

As for the lambskin jade bottle, it was distributed by Chen Fan on the way here.

"Hoo~"

Successfully eliminating a wandering soul, Jiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was easy, I have to say that the sudden fear was overwhelming for a moment.

"This dagger is quite accustomed to use."

Jiang Xiao weighed the spirit weapon dagger in his hand and recalled in his mind the feeling when the dagger cut through the wandering soul.

There wasn't the slightest blockage, it was like slicing tofu with ease, and the spiritual energy in his body wasn't even consumed too much.

"It would be better if there were more skill holes."

Jiang Xiao hadn't thought too much when suddenly, another wandering soul drifted out of the white fog around him -

"Why... I'm dead... You are still alive... I hate it so much..."

This wandering soul was slightly more solid than the previous one, filled with a great deal of resentment, loathing the living and longing to turn everything into dead things.

Just hearing the sound, Jiang Xiao shivered.

This is far more real than any horror movie sound effects.

Jiang Xiao didn't dare to be careless and immediately waved the dagger in his hand again to obliterate the wandering spirit -

"Oooh... Excuse me, have you seen my daughter..."

"My stomach is leaking... It hurts so much... Help..."

"So sorry... That woman is hiding under my bed..."

The wandering spirit, made of a collection of negative emotions, reached his ears with every appearance, shaking Jiang Xiao's sanity.

If there is any unpredictability, these lonely spirits will take over the mind and fall into fear and anxiety.

After a long time.

The white mist around Jiang Xiao finally dispersed.

"It seems that every time you wield a dagger, the spiritual energy in your body will be consumed to a certain extent."

Wiping down the thin sweat on his forehead, Jiang Xiao took a big breath and then retrieved the dagger back into his body.

However, after looking at the one-third of the foggy water inside the lamb's jade bottle, Jiang Xiao instantly felt that his previous efforts were worth it.

Moreover, the battle with the wandering spirit brought Jiang Xiao a belief.

Ghosts could be defeated!

"I just don't know how much the others have collected by now... "

Jiang Xiao frowned slightly, "No, I'm alone, but Bai Qimeng, Zhang Hai and the others are a group. If these two people focus their resources on themselves, then there's no way I can beat them."

In addition, according to Jiang Xiao's knowledge, Zhang Hai had a lapdog's spiritual weapon or a rifle.

The native spiritual weapon is the inner mapping, everything can be visualized, not to mention the rifle, even the East Wind missile is not impossible.

However, the bullets used to fire the gun are made of spiritual energy and consume a lot, far from wielding a dagger.

Moreover, later on, when the realm goes up, the ability of the Royal Spiritist is ever-changing. In a flash, you can travel through space, close the distance, long-range spiritist if there is no life-saving skills, once cut close to the bottom of the basic cold.

But just starting out, the rifle is certainly far more efficient than other spiritual weapons.

"Damn it! I still want to get that green level soul pearl!"

Jiang Xiao gritted his teeth, suffering for a moment.

But at that moment, a line of words formed from ink abruptly appeared in the pupils of his eyes.

"... Because normal elimination of wandering spirits is no match for those groups, you next intend to go deep into the woods to look for white-level ghosts. In a grave wasteland, you met a white mist ghost..."