Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 91 Origin
The talisman emitted golden light and was powerful, but it still couldn't break through the old ghost's defense.

However, each talisman consumes some evil energy, making the evil energy around the old ghost thinner and thinner.

The dozen or so talismans were quickly consumed, and the old ghost gradually revealed his figure, and smiled triumphantly at Feng Ling: "Hmph, brat, are the talismans on your body gone?"

Feng Ling didn't speak, but with a twist of her wrist, more than a dozen more talismans appeared in her hand.

"You?" The old ghost was displeased, "How many third-grade talismans do you have?"

Feng Ling looked relaxed, "How much? Enough to beat you out of your wits!"

"What an arrogant stinking girl," the old ghost didn't believe it at all. Didn't he never deal with these little monks?

These little monks carry at most a few third-grade talismans to save their lives. After all, third-grade talismans are not Chinese cabbage in the monk world, and the price is also very high.

This stinky girl has a lot of talismans in her hand, but she has lost more than a dozen talismans just now, presumably, there should not be many talismans left on her body.

The old ghost took the initiative to attack Feng Ling this time, and the old ghost's claws were like lightning, grabbing Feng Ling's head.

Feng Ling didn't panic, her figure wanted to back away, but she was found unable to move.

Feng Ling lowered her head, and at some point, two ugly little ghosts with scarlet eyes were hugging her legs tightly.

A cold light flashed in Feng Ling's eyes, and the two talismans stuck on the heads of the two little devils.

"what"

The two little ghosts made shrill screams that did not resemble human voices, and the golden talisman shone brightly. The evil spirit on the two little ghosts was directly purified by the talisman, and the two little ghosts were instantly turned into fly ash.

The two little ghosts sacrificed themselves in exchange for a moment of time for the old ghost, but this moment was enough for the old ghost to get to Feng Ling.

The old ghost's sharp claws were about to grab Feng Ling's heart, Feng Ling directly bit his index finger, and drew a blood talisman directly in front of him with both fingers.

The blood talisman instantly became larger, as if a shield directly blocked Feng Ling's face, and at the same time blocked the old ghost's sharp claws.

"Zizzi."

The moment the old ghost's sharp claws touched the blood talisman, it was like touching concentrated sulfuric acid, and the claws were directly corrupted.
"what"

The old ghost immediately got back on its feet and turned into an old man again, looking at Feng Ling with fear in his eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

Feng Ling snorted softly, "Freshman at Imperial College!"

"Impossible," the old ghost didn't believe. "It's impossible for a freshman to have your strength."

Feng Ling cast a sideways glance at the old ghost, "You idiot, don't you know that there are geniuses in this world?"

When the old ghost heard Feng Ling scolding him, he was a little angry, "You?"

Feng Ling interrupted the old ghost with a wave of her hand, and asked directly: "Tell me, what is your background? Why did you appear here? Judging by your attire, you have been dead for hundreds of years, right?"

"That's right," the old ghost looked at Feng Ling and said slowly, "I have been dead for more than 400 years, and I was a human trafficker during my lifetime."

"Human trafficker?" Feng Ling looked at the old ghost with colder eyes, "Let me guess."

"The reason why your body looks like a skeleton, is it because you have been tortured by thousands of knives?"

When the old ghost heard Feng Ling mention 'thousand cuts', a pair of scarlet eyes unexpectedly flashed a look of fear, and even his body trembled uncontrollably.

It seems that the punishment of 'thousand cuts' really left a deep impression on him, even if he turned into a ghost, he still can't forget the pain!

(End of this chapter)