Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 73
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Fang Ling woke up with dim eyes.

Opening his eyes, he saw Yue Xunwu leaning on the bluestone next to him, holding his forehead with one hand and looking at him with a pair of deep eyes.

Fang Lingxu hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, or Yue Xun's alcohol was too strong, and he fell asleep lying on the rock unknowingly at some point.

Yue Xun reached out and brushed off the fallen flowers all over her body, and carefully picked off the petals on her head.

Fang Lingxu had indeed drank too much, and suddenly felt his face burning.Then he stood up hurriedly with his sore legs and feet, and there was another burst of falling flowers.

"What time is it?" Fang Ling asked.

Yue Xun looked at the horizon. The sun had gradually faded and its afterglow had steadily faded to the other side of the mountain. "It's time to go."

"How do we find the bullocks?"

"There is no need to look for it, just follow the place where the Yin Qi rises and let you out."

After Yue Xun finished speaking, he took out a yellow talisman and folded it twice with his slender fingers, and it turned into a lifelike black bird.He blew out a breath towards the black bird, and the bird's eyes suddenly lit up with a faint light, as if its soul had been awakened by spiritual power.

Fang Ling looked at the little bird, and suddenly asked, "Do you know that there is a technique that can make paper figurines talk, laugh, walk and jump, just like real people?"

Yue Xun thought for a moment, "You mean puppetry? I've only heard of it. Have you seen it?"

"Oh, no, I've only heard of it. When I saw this bird today, I couldn't help but think of it."

"This is the method of Bianqi tracking, which is made by using spiritual power to activate the talisman. It is not from the same sect as the puppet technique. The two are very different."

As he said this, he took off his hand and saw the black bird flying towards the depths of the dense forest as if it was being carried by the wind.

The two followed closely behind, through the dense forest, climbed over the col, and crossed several small streams. It was not until Fang Ling could clearly feel the continuous rising and gathering of the surrounding Yin Qi that he saw that he was lying on the ground soaked in the damp dew of the Yin Qi. Transform back into a spelled bird.

On the fifteenth day of the month, the sun rises as soon as it sets.

Fang Ling saw that the moon had already hung above the treetops, and he couldn't help praying in his heart, hoping that his father and sister-in-law Cuiyun would wait for her.

Yue Xun stopped, looked at the direction of the aura around him, and said to Fang Ling: "That's almost it. The evil aura on my body is too strong, and the evildoer who goes forward will definitely notice it."

Fang Ling was puzzled. He could even control his own breath, but what kind of evil spirit couldn't be controlled?

But there is no way, I promised him before that I would lure Zhu Qiang for him, and besides, the souls of her father and sister-in-law Cuiyun are still in the hands of that evildoer, even if I am timid, I have to go.

I only regretted that I drank less wine in the afternoon. I still felt that I was not brave enough at this time.With some hesitation, he asked:

"Once that evildoer appears, are you sure you can find me? The forest is deep and dense, but you may not know where I'm going."

"Don't worry, I've cast a tracking technique on you, even if you can't find it alive, you can definitely find it even if it's dead."

Let go of your uncle's heart!Fang Ling originally wanted to ask for a word of comfort, but he didn't expect this person to speak in such a bad way, so he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and went into the dense forest ahead alone.

The atmosphere in this dense forest is very strange.The thick Yin Qi seems to have affected the hills with a radius of several miles.The entire forest seemed to have turned into a pool of stagnant water, with no sign of life swimming away.At this time, Fang Ling seemed to be the only bait thrown into this stagnant water.

At this moment, she finally understood why Yue Xun was so sure that the monster would come.Even if she holds back her inner breath and prevents a trace of spiritual power from leaking out, I believe that the monster can still sense her with the yin energy escaping around her, not to mention that her spiritual power is completely released at this time.

When spiritual power is strong enough to a certain level, it's shocking to release it, but for someone like Fang Ling who is half a bucket of water, it's courting death.

Bursts of hot moisture lingered around, and there was a strange smell mixed with the stickiness.It doesn't smell bad, but it definitely doesn't smell bad either.

The advantage of spiritual sense made Fang Ling feel like he had goosebumps all over his body.Her instinctive resistance and determination to go on made her upset and dizzy.I couldn't tell the direction for a while, I just felt a slight coolness and went there.

I don't know how long it took, when Fang Ling was finally awakened by a strange sound that seemed to be there.The thick evil spirit was so thick that it couldn't be melted away, and the surrounding forest was tightly sealed by a vast expanse of whiteness.In the mist, jackals laughing and foxes yelling and talking strangely.

Even though Fang Ling had some cultivation, he couldn't help the hairs on his back.

Fang Ling tried hard to identify the surrounding scenery and try to find the direction.However, there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, and it was impossible to tell just from the few ordinary trees in front of me.

She tightened her waist and took photos, moving forward cautiously while guarding against the bulls that might jump out at any time.

As he went deeper, Fang Ling found that there seemed to be a figure moving in the hazy white mist.

At this moment, her heart was in her throat.Afraid that the evil spirit would enter the body and bewildered his mind, he recited the mantra of purifying the heart silently.After a closer look, there are indeed people, not just one.Those figures were blurry, some were clear, some were dim, all of them turned their backs to her, and seemed to have lost their minds, just moving mechanically.

Fang Ling couldn't help speeding up his pace and sneaked closer.She found that there were far more figures than she had imagined just now, densely packed, hundreds of thousands, almost the entire forest, and wherever there was white mist, there were this ghost thing.

Suddenly, a very familiar figure wearing a gray wide-sleeved long coat appeared in Fang Ling's sight.

There was a buzz in Fang Ling's head, and it was Fang Changqing.Her father was caught in the middle of the group of figures, equally blurred, equally lost in consciousness, moving in step with everyone.

Fang Ling whispered: "Daddy!"

Unexpectedly, this cry was not good, the forest suddenly became quiet, and the previous strange words disappeared in an instant, but the figures turned around collectively.When he managed to see their faces clearly by the moonlight, Fang Ling's hairs stood on end, even if he had some knowledge.

Where or who is this?

They are either pale and ghostly, and the everted knife edges can still be seen on their necks.Or the eyes are bulging and bloodshot, and a tongue is hanging on the chest like a long snake, swaying.There were even people dripping with blood, with broken faces, and holding stumps in their hands.

(End of this chapter)