Chapter 166

    The self-portrait that took up half the wall was oppressive, and the half-closed eyes seemed to defy everything.

    It really is Quan Anlan's style!

    The spiritual force flew into Qu Zhong's palm with Quan Anlan's soul in it. The black light group trembled as if a motor had been installed, and the strange voice was making a final struggle.

    "Let go of me, I'm willing to be a cow and a horse..."

    Qu Zhong had already drawn a confinement spell with one hand before he could beg for mercy. The formation was like a dense spider web wrapping Quan Anlan's soul.

    This is not over yet, the free right hand grabs out of thin air, and a formation full of evil spirits appears.

    "This is the formation you set up for Xi Zhai, and I'll give it back to you now."

    After that, the suffocating energy directly enveloped the already bound Requiem Seven Souls. Qu Zhong pushed it again, and the light group moved towards The painting flew over and fell into the eyes of the portrait person.

    "Just watch it!" Qu Zhong laughed.

    Quan Anlan in the portrait left a tear, he blinked, the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes were gradually replaced by numbness, and finally turned into a lifeless appearance.

    Qu Zhong trapped his soul in this painting, and the evil spirit would always erode his soul, causing him to feel the pain every day.

    But his body and soul still have the last strand of ties. If one day his body dies, Quan Anlan's soul will disappear along with him. Only then will he be relieved.

    But...

    Qu Zhong looked back at the face of "Quan Anlan" and laughed lightly.

    This pain will last at least fifty years!

    "You... Are you planning to trap him in this painting for the rest of your life?"

    "Quan Anlan" stood up stiffly with his knees stuck, like a toddler, carefully moving towards Qu Zhong's direction go.

    "Wouldn't it be great to let him try your pain for the past ten years?" Qu Zhong smiled slowly, the spiritual energy between his fingers floated into the portrait, and a layer of green light flickered a few times.

    Everything is calm...

    "I didn't expect that he and I would live in a different way in the second half of our life!"

    Quan Anlan looked at the portrait with a faint gaze, and the hand that was slowly raised was finally put down, and all the hatred followed The eclipse of the portrait vanished with it.

    "Treasure the remaining decades!" Qu Zhong also reminded.

    The system is not a mortal, these decades are borrowed life, and when he dies, Qu Zhong will wipe out his consciousness.

    So... a chance to be a man! He only has decades!

    "Okay!" Quan Anlan smiled.

    The moonlight spilled into the room through the window, as if it cast a silver light on the two people who were talking.

    Qu Zhong turned his head to look at the person who was looking at the portrait intently, and said nothing. After finally looking at the portrait, he turned around and went out the door.

    A consciousness created by a machine is even more transparent than a mortal person. From the hatred in the past to the letting go just now, he figured it all out by himself.

    Perhaps...

    such a "person" is called a person!

    ***

    The three of Liao Yeyun downstairs were still sleeping soundly. Qu Zhong first walked to the front yard and directly used the power of lightning in his spiritual power to burn down the big locust trees.

    The locust tree full of yin was burned from the inside out for more than ten minutes before it was destroyed.

    Although there is no change in appearance, these trees will all turn yellow in at most three days, until they are completely dead.

    Without the yin of the locust trees, these bushes arranged in a formation are just simple greening.

    As soon as the formation disappeared, the barrier in the air instantly burst, and the sounds of birds in the forest were clearly heard in Qu Zhong's ears.

    The shimmering light of the morning light finally appeared, and the warmth finally reached the house. Qu Zhong stretched fiercely and said to himself, "It's time to go home!"

    Qu Zhong did not say goodbye to the new Quan Anlan. , he used his spiritual energy to roll the three of them into the car and drove directly back to the downtown area of ​​Beicheng.

    Xickey stayed up all night worried, and waited until noon the next day. He couldn't hold back, so he called the other party first.

    Only after this question did I learn that Qu Zhong was already on his way back to Yunshan Village.

    As for the matter...it's resolved!

    Although Qu Zhong briefly said a few words about what happened, Cic still felt dissatisfied.

    He had a lot of questions and curiosity in his heart, as well as about Quan Anlan's results. When he thought of the animals with spiritual energy in the video, Cickey immediately decided to take his grandson to Yunshan Village to visit in person.

    ***

    When Xiazhou opened his eyes again, the first thing that caught his eye was the wooden roof that he saw every morning.

    The familiar scent on the pillow made him stunned for only a few minutes, and then he quickly confirmed that he had returned to Yunshan Village.

    When someone was talking outside the room, he listened intently and found that Duan Weiguo and Quan Shengli were discussing what dishes to use for dinner.

    "Guest?"

    Xia Zhou sat up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and got out of bed with his chaotic head sober.

    After walking a few steps to the door, he realized that he was still wearing the slacks he had worn when he went out. He stared at the pants for several seconds before a sudden thunder flashed in his mind.

    He clearly remembered that a few of them were eating at Quan Anlan's villa in the evening, and then he got drunk...

    Yes! He should obviously still be in Beicheng!

    Xia Zhou quickly walked a few steps and opened the wooden door of the room with a clang. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sky was blue without any impurities.

    "Xiazhou is awake!"

    Duan Weiguo turned around when he heard the sound, just in time to see Xia Zhou looking up stupidly with his mouth wide open.

    Quan Shengli also casually glanced at Xia Zhou and said mockingly, "You're too bad for drinking, you even slept for two days drinking some red wine!"

    Two days!

    Xia Zhou was so shocked that he didn't answer. He turned back to his bedroom and grabbed his phone. He really believed that he had slept for a day or two.

    It has been two days since they went to Quan Anlan's villa.

    "Impossible, it definitely can't be wine!"

    Xia Zhou grabbed his hair and spat it twice in the bedroom, and suddenly remembered the amulet that Qu Zhong had brought to him in his trouser pocket.

    The yellow amulet that was folded into a triangle had turned into a mass of pieces. When he took it out, the yellow paper gradually shattered into scraps of paper in his palm, and all these changes happened right under his eyes.

    The same goes for the amulet on the other side of the trouser pocket.

    A burning smell spread throughout the room, but the trouser pockets on both sides were obviously still intact, and there was no trace of being burned at all.

    In addition, when the amulet was taken out, it was still a complete triangle, and it was even less likely that it had been burned before putting it in. The more Xia Zhou thought about it, the more he felt the chill rise from the soles of his feet.

    Without these two amulets, he couldn't even imagine what would happen to him.

    "Xiazhou! Qu Zhong told you to go to the living room after washing up. An old man named Xiqi is here!" Quan Shengli shouted again from outside the house.

    "Okay, I'll go right away."

    Thinking that Xie Qi must also be here for Quan Anlan's business, Xia Zhou washed up casually and went to the living room.

    "I originally wanted to bring Xiyu to show you, but the child seems to be a little uncomfortable!"

    When Xiazhou arrived, Xi Qi was talking to Qu Zhong about Xiyu.

    After Xiyu woke up, he lost a lot of memories, and the only ones he remembered most clearly were his parents and this house.

    Fortunately, Qu Zhong told the Xi family in advance that they had already prepared in their hearts.

    Although the child is a few years old in his heart and loves to eat braised pork and watch cartoons, his attitude towards his family has also undergone tremendous changes, and he has become very close to his parents.

    So for them, this is a blessing in disguise!

    Xia Zhou naturally sat beside Qu Zhong, looked at him and nodded calmly and said, "It will take a few years to recover, you don't need to worry about it.

    " attitude became more respectful.

    "..."

    "Lu Jun hasn't woken up yet?"

    Qu Zhong and Xi Qi were alone in the living room, and Xia Zhou hurriedly asked while the two were talking.

    "I'm still sleeping!"

    Qu Zhonghui returned, and then pointed to the brown liquid in a glass on the coffee table, "You drink this!"

    "Okay!"

    Xia Zhou didn't ask what it was, just took it and drank it. After drinking it, he still smashed his mouth, "Sweet!"

    Si Qi watched silently, and even revealed a hint of desire in his eyes, as if the cup of tea in Xia Zhou's hand was some rare treasure.

    From the first step he stepped into the Duan Mansion, he had a feeling that it really was.

    Whether it's ordinary white walls and blue tiles, or the lotus tank in the yard, he always thinks that everything is good.

    Even the shallots and coriander planted in the corner of the front yard seemed to him to be gilded.

    "Tell me well, how did we get back?"

    Xia Zhou asked Qu Zhong impatiently as soon as he put down the cup.

    "You guys are drunk, Quan Anlan and I put you in the car!" Qu Zhong's light words almost made Xia Zhou jump off the sofa.

    Even Sitch had heard about it on the phone, and it would still feel a little unbelievable.

    "How could it be...he's not?" Xia Zhou asked in surprise.

    "Actually, this is a bit complicated..." Qu Zhong put down the teacup and sat up straight. After pursing his lips, he concluded, "Actually, Quan Anlan has two souls in his body!"

    "Two souls? What do you mean..."

    Xia Zhou heard the fog in the clouds, it was incredible that Xiyu's soul was imprisoned, and now two souls suddenly ran out.

    It seems that the events of the past two days have refreshed his three views over and over again, constantly increasing the upper limit for him to accept new things.

    "Yes, the real Quan Anlan has been imprisoned in his body... the fake Quan Anlan..."

    Qu Zhong's meal of the real and fake Quan Anlan made the two of them confused, but they finally understood Qu Zhong. the meaning of.

    Lonely ghosts have seized Quan Anlan's body, and it is he who has done bad things these years, not the real Quan Anlan.

    The day before yesterday, Qu Zhong killed a ghost and a ghost. Quan Anlan really had control over his body, so he helped Qu Zhong to get a few people into the car.

    Xi Qi pinched his chin, and after thinking several times, he asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Then Quan Anlan is my true grandson now!

    " The child has been imprisoned for more than ten years, and what happened to Xiyu is exactly the same!"

    "The grandson and grandson have both been deprived of their souls, and this is a mess..."

    Xi Qi's last hesitation was eliminated, thinking that the two children have been offended these years. , a little sad for a while.

    Although the Xi family encountered such a big trouble, since he didn't do it by his own grandson, he felt fortunate in his heart.

    "If I hadn't been there, I really couldn't believe that there were still souls robbing the body!" Xia Zhou was even more touched by this incident.

    In a trance, he seemed to think of the fantasy novels he had read in his bed all these years. Since souls exist, does cultivation also exist as well.

    Just as he was about to spit the question out of his mouth, Qu Zhong's next sentence made him immediately forget what he was about to say.