After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

Just like what Wu Rong heard in the bathroom at that time, the devil's song has no lyrics, only pure ethereal humming accompanied by the sound of the harp, resounding in people's ears like a stream, and sneaking into people's hearts like spring rain nourishing things silently. No wonder people say it's the devil's voice, it doesn't look like a wonderful song that humans can sing.

After losing his thoughts, Wu Rong no longer thought about it. He leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, trying to sense himself. The little spider and the human-faced scorpion didn't respond to the singing, but the Gu seeds trembled with the singing melody, very musical. But the love of the Gu species stems from the Miao people's love for singing. It is an old Miao, and has been with the Wu family for many years, and loves music very much.

But Devil's Voice has little effect on its own power.

What Wu Rong is most concerned about is the big ghost. The devil's singing voice can soothe and heal ghosts. Zhou Jin is an A-level singer, and with the strong emotions of the concert above, his strength should also be effective for the ghost king. Ghosts are all paranoid and bloodthirsty, even if most of the ghosts who go up to the top have recovered their minds, the twisted desire for blood and the desire to destroy are deeply rooted in the depths of their souls, like festering scars that will never heal, painful and pus.

The voice of the angel neutralizes the malice of the ghosts with innocence and beauty, and calms their emotions. The devil's singing voice is to enshrine the strong love and hatred to the ghosts, so that they can relieve their evil spirits after they are full. It also makes the ghosts more rational and reduces backlash.

Wu Rong will always remember the **** scene of the big ghost tearing up the ghost blocking the way with his bare hands when he was in the crevice of the tiankeng, and the tragic scene he saw when he got up halfway up the mountain. It would not be an exaggeration to say that corpses were strewn all over the field and blood flowed into rivers. Even Wu Rong, who signed the blood contract, was on guard against the strong and choking **** murderous aura, for fear that the big ghost would kill him if he was irrational.

It stands to reason that the big ghost's mental problems should be very serious.

Although there is the sealing power of golden needles and golden threads, there should be no backlash in the near future, and Wu Rong has to plan ahead.

But soon Wu Rong discovered that the big ghost had no reaction to Zhou Jin's singing.

On the contrary, Wu Rong herself was a little drowsy, and the drowsiness emerged from the depths of her soul. There seemed to be a hole where the wind leaked, which was cold and riddled with holes. Greed devours the emotional energy in Zhou Jin's singing, like a starving person who sees a full banquet and begins to eat wildly. The energy in Zhou Jin's singing seemed to have color, and Wu Rong could vaguely see light gray spots falling in all directions, adhering to the countless scars in his body.

Scars?

Why are there so many horrible scars on his soul?

For a moment, Wu Rong seemed to see the depths of his soul, the horror and darkness like an abyss, the boundless and turbulent blackness, the darkness permeated with an aura of death and terror, but was blocked by an invisible barrier, like a ferocious beast trapped in a prison, unable to break free cage. Wu Rong felt his head was hit by a heavy hammer after just one glance, his energy was drained almost instantly, his mind was buzzing, his eyes were all white, and he had a splitting headache.

His head hurt more and more, he didn't dare to look any more, he couldn't think any more. Wu Rong frowned, closed his eyes, and relaxed himself in the melodious and melodious singing, as if he was cured, his headache became lighter and lighter, and gradually he fell into a drowsy dream.

I don't know how much shock I have brought to some people just now.

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"Wow! Wow!"

"Wow woof!"

The little spirit dog, which looked like a snow-white hair ball, tilted its buttocks, tilted its head and rushed under the sofa, barking anxiously. It finally plucked up the courage to rush under the sofa, bit a piece of Xu Xuebai's sleeve and pulled it out vigorously.

"Hey, hiss—"

The sound of sighing and gasping came from under the sofa, and there was a bit of trembling sound at the end.

"Okay, Bao, don't drag me, I'm fine."

Master Lingyun staggered out from under the sofa, straightened his crooked hair crown in a state of embarrassment, and the crane cloak draped over his shoulders languished on the ground, and he didn't care at all that the crane pattern worth tens of thousands of gold was worn away.

Holding the pup in his arms, Master Lingyun sat back on the sofa, his eyes stared absent-mindedly, he bought himself a cup of tea, and drank it down without tasting it. After spoiling a pot of good tea, he finally regained his composure, but his fingers still trembled nervously from time to time.

"It's alive, it's alive."

Master Ling Yun buried his face in A Bao's hair, took a deep breath of spiritual energy, until the little spirit dog was sucked down a circle, and he only raised his face when he let out a bewildered whine. On the face of the usual calm and gentle smile, there is a bit of luck for the survivors.

"Soul contract, it's a soul contract."

The corner of Master Lingyun's mouth twitched and muttered, through Ah Baojing's bright eyes, he clearly saw a dark silver pattern appearing under his right eye, which disappeared in a blink of an eye, like a hallucination.

But this is the pattern Master Lingyun will never forget to misidentify.

The texture of the full version should be very complicated and magnificent. It is composed of the unique silver epiphyllum and resentful vine branches and leaves in the ghost domain. Only ghosts who have signed a soul contract with the ghost king can have it. In the beginning, it was said that the right half of Ghost King Wu Rong's face was disfigured and terrifying like a Shura. That's why he branded his marks on the right half of his subordinates' faces, which was terrifying, perverted and humiliating.

But when the ghost kingdom expanded and occupied most of the ghost domains in the world, the silver epiphyllum and resentful vines became the favorite totems of all ghosts, because they symbolized the trust and favor of the ghost king Wu Rong.

The soul deed appeared, and the tingling pain that burned his cheeks would urge his subordinates to respond to the ghost king's call as soon as possible. Otherwise, the soul will be poisoned by the silver epiphyllum on the soul contract, and suffer severe pain that even the ghost king can't bear.

This method is very bloody, but it can greatly satisfy the ghost's distorted desire to conquer and maliciousness, and can also guarantee the loyalty of its subordinates. Except for a few outliers, most ghost kings like to use soul contracts to restrain their subordinates and humiliate their enemies.

In his previous life, Master Lingyun was the only human being who was trusted by the ghost king Wu Rong and held great power. The pain caused by soul deeds to humans is thousands of times greater than that of ghosts. It is a heart-piercing, heart-piercing pain. When branding the soul contract, Master Lingyun was anxious, for fear that the ghost king Wu Rong would directly abuse him. He was still very afraid of pain and didn't know if he could survive it.

But fortunately, Ghost King Wu Rong doesn't like to use this method.

He branded the soul contract just to ensure the loyalty of his subordinates. Using the soul contract to call Master Lingyun in his previous life has only been experienced twice.

Once, Hongxiu died tragically, and the indifferent ghost king Wu Rong was furious for the first time. He left the ghost country and came to the battlefield in person, **** massacred everyone on the battlefield, and then gently embraced the red sleeves and returned to the ghost country step by step. There will be a corpse after a person dies, and nothing will remain after a ghost dies. Hongxiu held on to the last breath of ghostly breath, lying in the arms of her favorite king, and dissipated before reaching the ghost country.

Master Ling Yun clearly remembered that Hong Xiu was severely injured by Fu Qing on the battlefield, but he survived. After being seriously injured, she fell into the trap of the Ghost Raising Association, and died of being besieged, humiliated and tortured. These people all died soon after, and the death was miserable.

The second time was when Master Ling Yun died. He remembered that his blood kept flowing out, his hands and feet were cold, and he looked at the scarlet sky of the ghost domain in a trance, and then he was covered by the hair of the ghost king Wu Rong. The ghost king's hands were very cold, Ling Yun leaned against his arms, and couldn't feel the slightest pulse of his heart. This was the first time he got so close to the Ghost King Wu Rong, and Master Ling Yun felt Wu Rong's hand touch his right cheek.

Master Lingyun understood that Wu Rong was urging the soul contract. Although he was almost beaten by the ghost, and his body was rotten into blood. But as long as there is a ray of soul, the ghost king Wu Rong can turn him into a ghost and save him.

Master Ling Yun died of self-discharge.

After following Wu Rong for so many years and working as an undercover agent in the Ghost Kingdom, Master Ling Yun discovered that the war between humans and ghosts is not that simple. It can't be easily resolved by influencing Wu Rong, the ghost king, or killing him. It's meaningless for him to be an undercover agent. After more than ten years, the sea has changed, and Master Lingyun is tired. He didn't want to go back to the world, and he didn't want to stay in Huangquan anymore.

It's fine to die like that.

Before he dissipated his skills and his soul flew away, he was so angry that he whispered the secret that he was an undercover agent. The voice was so low that only Wu Rong, who had a soul bond with him, could hear it. After saying these words, Ling Yun felt a huge boulder fall from his chest, and closed his eyes without any regrets. Before he died, the last thing he saw was the old coffin man rushing over with blood and tears on his face, and what he heard was A Bao's mournful cry.

And the hands of Ghost King Wu Rong pressing the corners of his eyes seemed to be trembling slightly.

Is it an illusion?

Anyway, after being reborn, Master Lingyun felt a little guilty when he thought that he had died so tragically, that he seemed to have abused the King of Ghosts.

But what's going on now!

Just now, Master Ling Yun was so frightened by the severe pain of the soul deed that he rolled off the sofa, almost frightening him into a dead dog.

Why is there a soul bond on his face after being reborn!

Could it be that the ghost king Wu Rong has also been reborn?

No way, no way no way, God won't really let a bug ghost like Ghost King Wu Rong be reborn!

It is impossible for two identical people to exist in the same world, not even one person and one ghost. The most irritating thing is that the soul contract appeared for a moment just now, Ling Yun couldn't tell where the ghost king Wu Rong summoned them at all.

The mobile phone jingled, and Master Lingyun, who was in a mess in the wind, saw the message swiping the screen at a glance. Coffin Old Man, Hong Xiu, Qi Xingxing and a few others frantically sent messages to him, and they also felt their soul bond calling. This is not a fantasy, nor is it a dream. It is impossible for so many people to make mistakes at the same time. It is the soul contract call of the ghost king Wu Rong.

They went crazy, Master Lingyun also went crazy. He wished he could rush into Wu Rong's box next door, and take out his soul to see if there was a **** black ghost king hiding in it. If the ghost king Wu Rong really recovers, it will be in Wu Rong's soul now. They are the same person themselves.

But Master Lingyun didn't dare!

Crazy, really crazy.

Master Lingyun was dizzy and sucked on Ah Bao again, until he sucked it into a small white ball.

He is still preparing to sign a soul contract with the current Wu Rong!

But one person cannot sign two soul contracts.

Regardless of whether the Ghost King Wu Rong and the current Wu Rong are the same person or not, he should let the present Wu Rong sign the soul contract with his own hands, but what to do now.

Master Ling Yun could almost imagine Wu Rong's suspicious look.

I am really your man!