My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

As the place with the heaviest Yin Qi in the world, the Styx River is always bitingly cold.

The taboo places that mortals cannot reach, the narrow paths, are overgrown with thorns. There is a misty gray fog all around, and underneath is the aura of the blazing abyss, where the ghosts of wronged souls gather together.

Seeing the flesh and blood of living people, everyone rushed towards them with their teeth and claws bared and screaming.

"Disperse!"

Yan Conngling kneaded the magic formula with her hands, and the talismans from the Qiankun bag on her waist instantly burst out and formed a circle around her. The golden light bloomed, causing those things to flee in haste.

On the big rock not far away, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

Her eyes lit up, she waved and shouted, "Senior sister!"

It was almost impossible to see the movement clearly, but in the blink of an eye the woman was already standing in front of him.

She was wearing a black cloak, and her body was full of violence, as if it had real substance. The black gauze covered his face, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Only a pair of gray eyes showed a faint joy.

"Junior sister, long time no see."

The girl stuffed the big and small bags in her hands and said, "Senior sister, you are progressing so fast. I didn't even see how you got here."

Chi Hua has a special physique. According to ordinary people's terms, he is the lone star of evil.

Not only was it appropriate to send her to guard the River Styx, it was also because the environment here was more conducive to her cultivation.

Chi Hua spoke very directly, "Your cultivation has regressed."

The corner of Yan Conling's mouth twitched.

If it were anyone else, she might be a little annoyed, but this was her senior sister, the senior sister who saved her life.

"Love is a hindrance." Chihua never tries to be conceited. The closer he gets, the more outspoken he becomes. "You were obsessed in the past, but you will only worry more in the future."

"No." Yan Conling said decisively, "I don't really like monsters."

The other party glanced at her and did not continue the topic, "What are you busy with today?"

The River Styx accumulates the yin and ghost energy of resentment in the world. For ordinary people, including practitioners, staying in this place for a long time is not good for the body.

So, if there is nothing urgent, why would you need to go to a place like this in person?

"I want senior sister to help check whether there are any orphans who have been taken away from their bodies?" Yan Conling told the recent events, from the jade statue of the Imperial Capital to the seriously injured He Yaoguang.

"Such an evil spirit shouldn't leave any trace. Therefore, I suspect that it may have taken over someone's body and covered it up."

Unexpectedly, Chihua pondered and shook his head, "No."

"No?" Now it was Yan Conling's turn to be confused, "How could there be no?"

In this situation, she couldn't think of any reasonable explanation other than taking the body... But if it wasn't taking the body, where was it hiding now?

Hidden in whom?

"Don't worry." Chihua comforted him, his gray eyes falling on the ever-extinguishing flames below.

There were countless evil souls floating inside that were being tortured. She gently raised her hand, and one of the translucent souls was lifted up. He stood there blankly, motionless as if he was frozen.

"This person came some time ago. He is not a dead soul, nor is he complete. But he was thrown into the abyss of flames as soon as he came."

"Yan Yuan was formed from a flame left by the Phoenix when it was reborn from nirvana, to wash away and punish the sins of the world. But I checked his past life. Although this man was greedy for money and lust, he was timid and filial, let alone human life. I don’t even dare to kill a chicken.”

Therefore, there is definitely something fishy about him being thrown into the Yanyuan.

Yan Conngling took a step forward and saw clearly the face of the remnant soul.

Sure enough, it was the crazy scholar from before.

"know?"

Chi Hua saw her subtle expression. Yan Conngling nodded and asked, "Senior sister, can you send him back?"

Since this person has never killed anyone and has elderly parents at home, it would be more appropriate if his soul could return to his true body.

"Yes, but the Yin energy in places like the Styx River will take away a few years of Yang life." After all, Chihua has been cultivating this path. He has seen a lot of weird things since he was a child, and he has more experience. "When I go back, If you search him, you might be able to find something useful."

"Ling'er, the demon concubine served the king back then and was nourished by dragon energy, which is different from ordinary evil spirits. Over the past thousand years, she has only had more trump cards. You must be careful. If you need help, just come to me. "

Yan Conling: "I know... By the way, Senior Sister, has Senior Uncle been looking for you recently?"

Xuanfenghe has an uncontrollable temper.

According to her master, Yunshan is like an inn in his eyes, he can come and leave whenever he wants. Only for Chi Hua, the nephew who picked him up personally and raised him single-handedly, he would be more distracted.

"No." When mentioning Xuan Fenghe, Chi Hua showed a hint of respect in his tone, "Master, he hasn't been here for a long time. The last time was during the Chinese New Year. He accidentally knocked over Master's roast goose and the two had a big fight. Then he came to me and cried..."

Yan Conling:...

Therefore, there is no normal person in Yunshan.

"Don't worry, uncle, it's always been like this."

Chihua could tell that she was thinking more about the Huo Family Lotus Pond, "Although his swordsmanship is not as good as that of his uncle, no one can do anything to him."

After all, when it comes to alchemy and medicine, if Xuanfeng and Ruo are ranked second, then no one dares to be ranked first.

The two exchanged some more pleasantries.

Styx couldn't stay any longer. Guessing that the time was almost up, Yan Conling took the scholar's soul and said goodbye.

Yin and Yang circulate at different speeds. There is no sun, moon, day and night there, but it is almost dusk here.

Time is running out and we have to work as usual tomorrow.

Dazhao issued a ban a few years ago, saying that in order to prevent panic among the people, the use of swordsmanship was not allowed.

But he didn't care about that at the moment, so he found a remote and uninhabited corner. Yan Conling held the stupid remnant soul in one hand, threw the long sword upwards, and stepped on it.

It has become a bit rusty after not using it for so many years.

After wandering for a while, I finally arrived at the door of the poor scholar's house.

His old father happened to come out and take care of the two precious old hens at home. Under the setting sun, I saw a twisting figure jumping down from the air. I was so frightened that I almost smashed the broken chicken bowl in my hand.

"Old woman! There's a ghost, there's a ghost!"

The old man picked up the hen in fear, stretched his neck and howled into the house.

Click.

The door to the inner room was immediately locked.

The old lady's scolding could only be heard through the cracks, "Don't miss me when you have good things! If a ghost knocks on the door, you will scream at the top of your lungs!"

Yan Congling's forehead jumped and he kicked the residual soul, "Two old men, please open the door first. I'm here to give you your son, my biological son."

Is there anyone more responsible than her?

Delivered directly to your door.

The old man saw her face clearly first and recognized that she was the monster catcher who had caught the underwater monster a while ago. He immediately put down the hen in his hand and said with a smile, "Hey! It turns out to be a girl. Come inside the house quickly." sit!"

The old lady on the other end finally opened the door.

"Girl, you just said that my son... can be cured like that?"

Yan Conling put away her sword and said with a smile, "Bring the people here first."