Sa Wuling was shocked, and the talisman pen he was holding shook and fell onto the paper.

The other hand held the bell and shook wildly, and ripples spread.

If a ghost comes here, it will inevitably appear, but no matter how he shakes the bell, he will not sense any other movement.

"I'm in your arm."

An inexplicable voice sounded from my heart again.

Sa Wuling's body shook, and his hair stood up: "Who are you? Where are you?"

Smack ~

Before he finished speaking, Sa Wuling felt that his right hand had lost, and the bell he was holding suddenly fell to the ground.

"this......"

Looking at his arms shaking wildly without his consent, Sa Wuling was stunned.

A ghost?

No, what a ghost?

"How did you get into my arm? Who are you? Go out now!"

Sa Wuling pinched his right hand with his left hand and gritted his teeth on his face:

"My teacher is very powerful and powerful. If you wait until he takes action, you will be dead!"

"Is your teacher named An Qisheng?"

A calm voice sounded again in my heart.

"You spy on my memory?"

Sa Wuling's face turned pale and his heart was also secretly shocked.

An Qi was only three days after he left, but he actually encountered such a strange ghost?

"I'm not interested in your memory, nor in your body."

The sound rang again:

"It's just that I'm trapped in your arm and can't leave."

Mu Longcheng was filled with various thoughts and doubts.

After stepping into the light gate, he was already trapped on the arm of the old Taoist, lurking for three days. He learned the prophecies of this world and also understood the practice system of this world.

I also discovered the traces of An Qisheng!

He could not be sure whether Anqisheng was the master of the blessed land of reincarnation, or whether he would enter it by chance with fate.

But no matter what, he had to leave the old Taoist priest's arm.

Unfortunately, he tried many methods in three days, and finally found that he seemed to be trapped in this old Taoist arm. To be precise, he could not get rid of the palm of his hand.

"What do you want?"

Sa Wuling pressed his arm and hesitated whether to cut off his palm.

However, An Qisheng just went out with something, and he didn't know how to come. He broke his arm at this time. Wouldn't it be too bad?

It's better to deal with it.

"I can help you practice. In return, you must conceal my existence and help me get rid of your hands in the future."

Mulongcheng answered calmly.

His spirit was completely trapped between these five fingers, and he could not even hypnotize this old Taoist priest. Cooperation was his only choice at the moment.

"How do you help me?"

Sa Wuling was a little curious. Could it be that he taught himself some secret practice methods?

"Start by helping you draw talismans."

Mu Longcheng replied lightly.

Sa Wuling found that his right hand was uncontrollably pinching the talisman pen.

Then, just one stroke,
Chapter completed!