This feeling is indescribable.

Just like when you see a dead person, the person's face is still the same, and his facial features are still the same, but you just know that he is dead.

This is a breath that symbolizes death.

Practitioners have always been taboo to die.

Because the way of heaven is precious to life, only living is precious. Only when you are alive can you pursue the way. Even the way of demons is afraid of death.

The death that ordinary people say is not real death, because his soul is still there, and he will be reincarnated on the road to the underworld.

Even though he is an unforgivable person, he will at most detain his soul in the eighteen levels of hell and let him suffer, he still has the chance to be reborn.

The death that practitioners fear is not only the destruction of your body, but also the soul and the soul that have finally been cultivated will also disappear.

Such death is the real death.

What Qi Wufei felt now was such a breath of death.

Seeing the twisted black fog wrapped around the twisted face, he immediately remembered the black fog that smashed his flying sword he encountered in Qilin Mountain.

But when he met on Qilin Mountain, Qi Wufei felt the real danger. So he made a quick decision and jumped off the flying sword, abandoning the sword to save his life.

And now all he felt was the breath of death, a kind of calm thing.

It was precisely because of the calm that he felt that this thing was terrible.

When it comes to danger, I felt it for a moment just now. But this is different from the danger of Qilin Mountain facing the black fog that suddenly appeared in the air.

The danger was very real, but this time it was ethereal and empty, as if it came from another time and space.

Qi Wufei was a little confused. What does this dead face and this ball of dead object mean when seen in the mirror?

Xie Bi'an frowned and slowly walked to a wall on the side of the living room.

There is a painting hanging there.

This is a landscape painting that looks very artistic.

The cross-section of the picture is a big river, with hazy mountain shadows in the distance.

The river surface was very calm, with no trace of ripple, only a little misty mist.

Many feathers and catkins that came from nowhere floated in the air, and were still spinning.

Qi Wufei found that the deceased's face was slightly tilted, and his eyes were facing the painting. The feeling of excitement in her eyes seemed to be because of seeing this painting.

Xie Bi'an looked at the painting for a long time, then gently took it off to reveal the wall behind it.

There is a shrine on the wall.

There is a statue of god in the shrine, and there is an incense burner in front of the statue. There are three incense sticks inserted into the stove, which are burned out.

When Qi Wufei saw the statue of the god, he wanted to laugh a little and couldn't help but look at Fan Wujiu.

It was a dark and blurred statue of the god, which seemed to be invisible in the dim shrine.

Xie Bi'an took the statue out of the shrine. He glanced at it and handed it to Qi Wufei. Qi Wufei took it to his hand and found that the material of the statue was not special. It was made of ordinary nanmu. He swept it with his spiritual sense, and there was no mystery inside.

The sculpture of the statue is very rough, the proportion of the lines of the body is not reasonable, and the face and facial features are even more distorted, so you can't tell what it looks like.

This is very much like the practice homework of a craftsman who is a beginner in carving.

But Qi Wufei looked at this face and couldn't help but feel a little chill.

Isn’t this the face of the deceased that was reflected in his mirror?

Qi Wufei handed the statue of the god to Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu held it in his hand for a long time and asked, "What is this?"

He and Qi Wufei looked at Xie Bi'an at the same time.

Xie Bi'an shook his head and said, "I can't see it. But it's a bit strange..."

He said, taking the statue of God, pointing to the lines above and saying, "Look, the carving technique of this thing is very clean and neat, and the polishing is very careful, but it just carved into this ghost appearance, which means it was intentional."

"It's not that it's not that the deceased believes in, but that the gods that the dead believe in look like this?"

"What kind of god looks like?" Fan Wujiu asked, "My master is better than it!"

Qi Wufei remembered that Fan Wujiu's master was the old demon of Heishan. Even his disciples said so, and he didn't know what this old demon of Heishan looked like!

Xie Bi'an said: "It may also be because he deliberately hides his true appearance. The folk beliefs are diverse. People do not know what the Three Pure Ones are, but they can easily believe in the evil gods in the local lewd temple. The lewd temple is the cradle of demons, so it is strictly forbidden to worship the lewd temples, whether in the heavenly court or the mortal government. However, it is difficult to completely eliminate these things. There will always be people secretly worshiping them. Some people buy or carve a slander statue of the gods themselves and put them at home for worship."

After Qi Wufei could see the face of the deceased in the mirror, he believed that the statue of the god must be related to the death of the deceased. However, the consciousness of the god could not sense the abnormality on the statue, so there was no need to say much for the time being.

They walked around the living room and room again, and found nothing else.

"It's so strange. I just died in the early morning and I can't have no soul."

Xie Bi'an has always held the soul-summoning banner in his hand. This thing is more effective than spiritual consciousness and can bring out all the remaining souls and souls nearby.

"Will the monster be eaten?" Qi Wufei asked.

Xie Bi'an shook his head and said, "The prevention in Honggu County is very strict. Ordinary little monsters cannot enter. If they can kill people and eat souls under our noses, monsters with such ability will not be interested in the souls of ordinary people."

Qi Wufei thought about it and said that there was such a big snake demon hiding in Qilin Mountain, and weren’t there any lonely ghosts floating around?

Even the flower-faced croaker only took away Gu Xiaofei's Yin Yuan and was not interested in her soul. Otherwise, Yuan Xiaobao would not be able to return Gu Xiaofei's soul repair.

"What else can make a person's soul disappear after death?"

Xie Bi'an said: "The first thing is that he has already taken Huangquan Road, but has not passed through our channel. This situation is basically impossible to occur in Honggu County, because there is no Yin Gu County, and everything is done by our Yin and Yang Department. If there are other Yin Gu County, we cannot not know."

"The second possibility is that the soul is sealed by a person with great powers and is waiting for the opportunity to seize the body. But this possibility is very small. The practice world strictly prohibits the body from taking over the body, and it is actually meaningless to take over the body before the soul manifests itself. Of course, you can also turn to the Yin God, but this is an extremely difficult and dangerous path. In addition to some people who specialize in this path in the underworld, few people in the practice world choose this path."

Qi Wufei felt that this possibility was indeed not high. This woman was not a practitioner. Even if she had a relative at home and had this ability, she would not let her die at home and ignore it.

"Is there any other possibility?"
Chapter completed!