Thousand Souls Introduction

Episode 13: I have a knot in the wood, and you can't understand it. 3

The door of Yuezhai was closed. Han Ruxu knocked for a long time and didn't see anyone open the door. He was secretly surprised. Suddenly, he patted people on his shoulder and was so scared that he shouted "ah".

"Get out of here quickly." Wei Tanyi pulled his shoulder back and pushed him away a few steps away.

"You can't do it even if you chase someone out, right?" After a few steps back to stabilize his body, Han Ruqi shouted dissatisfiedly.

"I'll explain to you later..." The door that had not been knocked before suddenly opened. Wei Tanyi, who was standing at the door, was about to flash into the store, and his feet just stepped out and shrank back.

Is there anyone who can scare him? Seeing this scene, Han Ruqi couldn't help but admire the person who opened the door. However, as Wei Tanyi stepped back with a serious expression, he did not see anyone coming out of the door.

"What's the matter?" Could it be that he was not a human being? Han Ruxu almost spoke without thinking. Almost at the same time, he saw Wei Tanyi throwing a charm and understood that it must be the next moment when he walked out of the door. He felt that he had been hit hard into his chest, and suddenly his eyes were black and lost consciousness.

Wei Tanyi looked at the roaring resentful spirit getting into Han Ruxu's body. He seemed to be a little surprised and distracted. The resentful spirit had already manipulated the body that was too familiar, and drew a knife and rushed to him.

"Sea of fog!" Quickly picked up another charm, and Wei Tanyi first put a phantom to confuse the others in Yongningfang. If he is seen using witchcraft, he will definitely die. It was not easy to use magic to stop Han Ruxu, who was controlled by the resentful spirit. He cut it with a knife, and Wei Tanyi had to interrupt the spell and quickly brush away.

Si Si must have been trapped by him and can't get out, otherwise it's time to come out to help now. Wei Tanyi had to re-evaluate the strength of the resentment in front of him. What kind of grievance did he have to leave this world? How could he not even do anything about the wooden amulet?

"Dizzle...Jun...You faint...Jun!" While wondering, Han Ruqi spit out a series of incoherent words.

Woman? Could it be that he was killed by the master of meritorious service? Wei Tanyi frowned and seemed to remember something, but he couldn't catch that feeling.

"Hung Jun... Give it back to me! Give it back to...me..." The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, and Han Ruxu stumbled forward with his head in his hand.

He was also robbed of his beloved things. It seems to be closer to the answer.

To be explored, the resentful spirit suddenly manipulated his hand and pinched his throat. Normally, a person can't strangle himself, because once he loses consciousness, his hands will be released, but if the evil spirit possesses him, he may strangle the body alive.

Wei Tanyi hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and kicked his feet, and hit Han Ruxu's chest fiercely. He only heard him cough and spewed out a dark smoke, and then fell to the ground.

The resentment was separated from the body, and there was nowhere to vent the endless resentment. Then he rushed to Wei Tanyi again, as if he was going to tear him apart.

"Do not hurt him!" He shouted angrily, and the fierce resentment and the alert Wei Tanyi were shocked. They saw a dagger throwing like a meteor and nailed the invisible resentment into the stone steps at the door of the store. If he hadn't hid quickly, Wei Tanyi would have been accidentally injured.

The resentment was still gasping and struggling on the ground. The person who tossked the dagger had already run to Wei Tanyi: "Young master, Yuan Shu is late."

Wei Tanyi was stunned: "What do you call me?"

"Young master." The person who came was none other than that. It was Yuan Shu, a young killer who was asked by Wei Tanyi to give to his nephew Shucheng. In the past three months, he seemed to have grown up a lot, wearing clothes with familiar patterns, standing up straight, and quite like a young man.

Wei Tanyi laughed: "Why do you call me the young master? I'm alone, how can I be the master?

Yuan Shu did not smile, and his eyes were full of sweat: "Yuan Shu swore to the palace master that he would be born and die for the young master in this life. Even if the young master has nothing, Yuan Shu will also swear to die."

"What a nonsense," he said with a smile. Wei Tanyi reached out and wiped the sweat that flowed to the corners of his eyes. "Master must be idle again. He said something strange to you. Don't worry about it."

"I'm serious!" Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yuan Shu argued loudly.

At this time, Han Ruxu, who fell to the ground, woke up and pressed his chest as soon as he moved. Wei Tanyi didn't feel embarrassed. He clenched his fist and coughed gently. He said to Yuan Shu, "Let's not talk about this. You go to the store first. I'll deal with this ghost and come later."

Yuan Shu nodded and went to the store. When he passed by Han Ruxu, he glanced at it inadvertently and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Don't pay attention to him. You go in first." After Wei Tanyi finished speaking, he bound the resentment on the stone steps and put it back to the dragon mother dagger.

Han Ruqi covered his faintly painful chest and got up. He only felt that the teenager in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him, let alone that he had been beheaded under his eyelids.

Seeing that Wei Tanyi was about to enter the store behind the teenager, he didn't even look at himself. Han Ruqi couldn't help but get angry. He picked up the knife on the ground and held it in his hand. He chased after him with an arrow and squeezed into the door of the store. What do you want to do!" When Yuan Shu saw him follow up, three plum darts appeared in his right arm.

"He can't remember you. Don't worry." Wei Tanyi bent down and whispered in his ear, and then went around to the backyard to check the situation of quenching.

There are only two people left in the store, one big and one small, with big eyes and a long knife against the iron dart. Han Ruxu has always been confident in his memory, but at this time, he can't remember where he has seen this child, and he is very intimate with Wei Tanyi, and his relationship is also full of doubts about them.

...Is this his nephew, the tasteless thief?

"You..." When it comes to the thief's inevitable to think of the thousand taels of silver he spent in vain, Han Ruqi suddenly gritted his teeth. But Yuan Shu thought that he recognized himself, and his heart was already out of the plum blossom dart.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Han Ruxu was just about to raise his knife to stop him, but he saw that the plum dart was shot down by something one by one. He lay on the floor with three crisp sounds.

"Yuan Shu, what did I tell you?" Wei Tanyi strode over, his eyebrows raised coldly.

The teenager panicked and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and apologized: "Yuan Shu knew his mistake." Unable to stand the big gift, Wei Tanyi had to help him up again: "Go over there and sit down." He pointed to the chair beside him.

Yuan Shu just answered that he stood up, and suddenly saluted the door when Wei Tanyi came as if he had seen something.

"Hee hee, this child is so polite." Although he couldn't see anyone, the familiar laughter still made Han Ruxuan understand that it was quenching. How can this teenager see the intangible quenching? Is he as gifted as Wei Tanyi, or has he ever smelled the fragrance of ecstasy? No matter how he explained it, Han Ruxu felt unhappy.

"Lord Han, please sit down, too." Wei Tanyi held a piece of colored paper in his hand. After sitting down in his usual chair, he carefully cut the paper into a human shape, then bit his index finger and put a little red on it and threw it out.

After the paper man fell to the ground, the golden light flashed, and the thought in purple stood in the store again. This scene made Han Ruqi stunned. Is it so easy to let the wronged soul have a body?