The empress was not looking for him just to subdue the magic pestle.

"In this kind of spiritual realm that has been influenced by the empress, I'm afraid that as soon as I take out the Demon-Conquering Pestle, the old man will come over and kill me. Then what will be my fate? There's no telling whether the boss in the spiritual realm has any moral value. What if I succeed?

What should I do if I crush this little ant to death?"

After Zhang Yuanqing thought about it over and over, he decided to hide his identity and continue the mission without using the Demon-Conquering Pestle.

The consequence of exposing his identity may be to face the terrifying Goddess of Sandao Mountain. There are too many uncertainties.

And if you continue to complete the mission, if you can clear the haunted house and nothing happens, if you are really in a desperate situation, it will not be too late to take out the Demon-Conquering Pestle.

After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, he didn't panic anymore. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw the door being pushed open in the bronze mirror.

He was startled and turned around quickly, only to find that the door was closed and not opened.

What's going on? Zhang Yuanqing turned his head blankly and returned his gaze to the bronze mirror. At this glance, his pupils shrank slightly.

In the bronze mirror, a woman wearing a white dress appeared, with her hair disheveled. She crossed the threshold and walked into the house with a strange posture.

The room reflected in the bronze mirror seemed different from the room he was in.

The woman in the white dress came to the dressing mirror with a weird posture and sat down.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing finally saw clearly why she was walking in a weird way, because she was walking backwards.

The next scene would scare ordinary people to death. The woman in the bronze mirror raised her hand, took off the head, and held it in her arms.

The skin of her hands was blue-black, and her long nails were dark and sharp.

The black hair on the head spread out, revealing the face of a woman, with a pair of penetrating white pupils, a pale face, and black lips, staring at the bronze mirror, as if staring at Zhang Yuanqing in another world.

This female ghost has no appearance. Zhang Yuanqing quickly retreated and planned to evacuate the house.

However, the disheveled hair in the mirror seemed to come alive, raising like tentacles and piercing the mirror.

The bronze mirror rippled, and clusters of hair penetrated the mirror, wrapping around Zhang Yuanqing's wrists and body, constantly tightening, as if they were trying to pull him into the mirror.

"snort!"

A thick black light surged in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, he opened his mouth and sucked hard.

Devouring souls!

This skill that can suppress evil spirits only slows down the speed of hair entanglement, but cannot swallow the female ghost in the mirror.

This female ghost is very strong, not an ordinary wraith. Zhang Yuanqing moved his feet forward little by little, getting closer and closer to the bronze mirror.

He quickly thought about countermeasures. He didn't need the Demon-Conquering Pestle if he could. The Bloodthirsty Blade was a prop with physical output and was ineffective against spiritual bodies. The attack of the Red Dance Shoes was also physical, and stepping on it was ineffective against spiritual bodies.

After thinking about it, it’s definitely you, little funny boy!!

Zhang Yuanqing spit out a stream of Yin Qi from his mouth and summoned Xiao Tiaobi.

"Aba..." The chubby and cute baby spirit landed on the dressing table and stretched its limbs lazily. Then, it saw the female ghost in the mirror.

In an instant, like a furry cat, Yingling rolled down the dressing table at a speed that should not be expected at this age, huddled behind Zhang Yuanqing, and cried in fright.

Zhang Yuanqing scolded: "Give me the useless things."

He transmits attack instructions to the infant spirit.

"Aba Aba!"

It is the nature of a spirit servant to obey orders. Yingling raised his eyebrows slightly, screamed twice fiercely, grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's pants, climbed up to his shoulders, and pounced with all his strength.

The round and fat little body penetrated the bronze mirror and blurred itself into the female ghost's face.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately calmed down his emotions and transferred his consciousness to the infant spirit, replacing the female ghost's perception.

The female ghost's gloomy face became dull, as if she had suddenly lost her brain.

The hair, which was as deadly as wires, suddenly lost the strength to maintain itself and fell down.

Well done!

Zhang Yuanqing immediately summoned Xiao Doubi back, asked him to lie on top of his head, turned around and ran away.

Yingling's ability only lasts for three seconds, but it is enough for him to escape from the house.

After rushing open the door and crossing the threshold, Zhang Yuanqing had just returned to the garden when he heard the sound of a door slamming behind him. Looking back, he saw that the candlelight in the room had been extinguished and it was pitch black.

There were gloomy winds in the inner courtyard, and many resentful spirits were waiting in the distance. While they were longing for the breath of the Night God, they were afraid of its pressure and did not dare to approach.

"We have to find them quickly, before they all die..."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly left the garden, passed through the bow-shaped gate, and came to the yard next door. He soon saw Xie Lingxi.

The little girl stood in front of a water tank in the corner of the yard. She threw her upper body into the tank, grabbed the edge of the tank with both hands, and struggled hard. There seemed to be something pulling her in the tank.

No matter how hard you try, you can't "pull" yourself out of the water tank.

Gradually, her struggle became weaker and weaker.

Zhang Yuanqing approached slowly and smelled the smell of alcohol. He leaned over and saw a dark liquid rippling in the tank, dragging an infant spirit dragging its umbilical cord. It was the umbilical cord that wrapped around Xie Lingxi's neck, pulling her

He was dragged tightly into the water.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the little funny boy with both hands and threw him into the water tank regardless of his struggle.

When the umbilical cord baby spirit saw someone of the same kind coming in, it immediately loosened its umbilical cord and grinned at the little funny boy.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed Xie Lingxi's shoulders and pulled her out of the water tank with a strong pull.

"Ahem"

Xie Lingxi coughed violently, her face turned red, and her bangs and temples were wet and stuck to her forehead and cheeks.

Ten seconds later, she initially recovered from the discomfort in her lungs, saw Zhang Yuanqing's face clearly, and cried with joy:

"Brother Wang Tai, you came to save me. Woo hoo, I never want to enter the spiritual realm related to the Night Walker God again. It's too, too scary."

This was her first time entering such a dungeon with supernatural elements.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing stared at the water tank.

The two infant spirits started fighting in the drink, biting and entangled with each other, causing ripples in the dark liquid.

Xie Lingxi stood on tiptoes and glanced into the tank. Remembering that she had drunk a lot just now, she retched: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting."

After being disgusted for a while, she answered Zhang Yuanqing's words:

"Brother Wang Tai, I followed you out of the lobby. A mist came and I found that you were all gone. I went to look for it. Unknowingly, I walked here and smelled the aroma of wine again. I followed the smell and found this drink.

cylinder.

"I thought this was part of the betrothal gift. As soon as I opened the wooden lid, a rope stretched out of the tank and pulled me into the water."

She looked at the umbilical cord baby spirit in the water tank, thinking about the liquid she had just choked on, and her face turned pale: "It's so disgusting, so disgusting..."

Zhang Yuanqing silently counted the time and looked at the girl: "You have been holding your breath for a long time."

Xie Lingxi shook her head and said softly: "I have a tool that can restore vitality. Without it, I would have suffocated to death in the water tank."

As she spoke, she raised her white wrist, where there was a green jade bracelet.

Bracelet that restores vitality. Is this girl also a wood demon? She doesn’t have a similar temperament. Zhang Yuanqing said ‘hmm’, without paying too much attention to the bracelet, and said:

"Follow me to find them, I hope it's not too late."

Xie Lingxi collected some liquid, while Zhang Yuanqing recalled the little funny boy who was fighting with his peers for the first time in his life, and walked deeper into the house along the cobblestone path.

"By the way, give me that card."

"Ah? What card."

"Don't pretend to be stupid. I think you put the card you brought out of the parking lot in your butt pocket."
Chapter completed!