Chapter 1678 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (21)

In such a fierce place, there is only one ghost, which is not right.

Yu Moqian actually didn't want to be nosy, whether he saved people or not, he just did it casually.

The female ghost's voice became louder and louder, and her long hair began to appear from the ground.

Yu Moqian lowered his eyes indifferently, and murderous intent appeared in his dull and deep pupils.

Heed the warning.

Don't blame him.

Yu Moqian raised his hand, a pen appeared, and a mahogany sword was drawn.

The red spikes on the mahogany sword floated in the air, as red as blood.

He fixed the mahogany sword on the ground.

Long hair disappears in one swipe.

Yu Moqian floated in mid-air, and raised his hand to draw in the air.

Dozens of yellow talismans appeared in a circular formation.

Stick them into the wall separately.

There was a golden light floating on the wall, and there was an unpleasant burning smell.

The ghost screamed.

Yu Moqian sneered, a golden light flashed in his dark pupils.

A golden mark appeared on his forehead.

The Taoist method of Tiandaomen is to communicate with the gods above, control all ghosts below, yin and yang open the way, and the universe is reversed.

When he was alive, he was still young, and all kinds of spells were inexperienced.

However, with so many years of suppression and accumulated experience in fighting evil spirits, he is barely qualified to touch the bowl of the patriarch.

The yellow talisman issued golden lines, climbing on the wall, and the lines of each yellow talisman were connected.

Eventually the room became a cage of golden threads.

No bit of power belonging to the underworld can penetrate.

The female ghost's voice was also completely isolated.

Yu Moqian turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the little Tianshi's frown was slowly relieved because of being disturbed.

He looked at her quietly for a while, and then he floated out of the room holding the mahogany sword.

This hotel gave him a familiar and strange feeling.

A ghost hotel, the taboo of not going out at twelve o'clock.

There is also a huge feng shui terrain like a yin gathering circle.

What a strange place.

Yu Mo landed on the ground, his long gown flew up, and there was a chilling chill in his handsome brows.

The ground was unusually cold.

After he went out, he saw that in the dark corridor, the door of the next room was open.

A female ghost's shrill voice came.

"Why did you abandon me? I love you so much. I became a murderer for you. If your wife doesn't die, how can you get her company?"

A woman's voice sounded from the next room.

A man's voice sounded annoyed, "Enough, it's endless, I don't know who the murderer is, my wife jumped off the building because of depression, don't talk nonsense."

The woman roared loudly: "You made me a murderer and you don't admit it, I love you."

The man finally held back his anger and comforted him: "Okay, the limelight has been very intense recently, so stop making trouble, I love you too, and we'll get married after a while."

The woman hesitated, "Really?"

The man was silent for a while, and then said: "Really, come here, I bought you a necklace."

Yu Moqian walked to the next room step by step and found that the room was very bright.

The tables, beds and chairs are very cozy.

There are fruits on the table.

The TV is on.

And a man with his back to the door.

He put his hand on the woman's neck, a slender but extremely hard necklace tightly strangled the woman's neck.

The woman struggled desperately.

Blood flowed from her neck, more and more.

In the end the room was covered in blood.

Bright room, dim blood red down.