Shen Xinghun felt a chill hit his heart, and afterimages appeared behind the female ghost in red. At this time, she opened her teeth and claws and rushed towards Shen Xinghun with the female ghost in red.

This area was like dark night at this time, with not much sunlight shining in, and the yellow sand in the sky was blown up by the strong wind, so Shen Xinghun felt a little uncomfortable in his breathing.

As he got closer, Shen Xinghun's breathing was a little rapid. He could feel that it was real and not something that was transformed from magical powers and magic.

Gritting his teeth secretly, Shen Xinghun stretched out his right hand and headed straight for the female ghost in red. If it were someone else, he would probably not dare to be so arrogant. However, Shen Xinghun was different. His left hand could swallow the power of vitality, while his right hand had the ability to swallow the dead energy. Now the female ghost in red must have the dead energy all over his body. Only then did Shen Xinghun dare to reach out and grab it directly.

A few inches away from the female ghost, Shen Xinghun suddenly activated the magical power of his right hand. The female ghost felt that a sucking force came and went straight to Shen Xinghun's hand uncontrollably.

Shen Xinghun knew that there was nothing else to do at this moment, but after devouring this dead energy, he would definitely be harmed. If there were people with ill-belief at that time, he might be in danger.

Sure enough, the moment the female ghost was strangled by him, a special force was instantly transmitted to Shen Xinghun's body. He mobilized all his spiritual power to suppress it, and then he firmly suppressed the dark dead air on his dantian.

The female ghost in red came in a fierce manner, but she did not expect to be defeated by Shen Xinghun so lightly. Now there is only a red robe left. As for the afterimage behind her, all the images disappeared, and the entire area returned to its appearance for a moment.

Looking at Butler Liu lying on the ground, Shen Xinghun turned around and left after confirming that he was truly dead. As for how to deal with the corpse, it was the matter of the Zi family, he would not care too much.

Butler Liu absolutely could not imagine that the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, which he had sacrificed all his vitality, was actually resolved so easily by Shen Xinghun, otherwise it would not have been like this. Even if he continued to fight, he would not die so quickly.

Shen Xinghun remained silent all the way. Although this dead energy was suppressed by him, it could not be excreted from his body. It was fine for a short time, but over time, it would damage the dantian. Moreover, if you want to mobilize your own spiritual power, you may have to be much slower and you cannot fully exert your strength.

After thinking about it, I would rather go home as soon as possible and stay less outside. If someone sees the clues, I may kill myself immediately.

But on the surface, Shen Xinghun did not show it, and he was not polite after returning to Zi Mansion. As if he was when he came, he urged Zi Aotian to send someone to pick up Zi Luan immediately.

Shen Xinghun knew that during the first conversation, Zi Aotian had already expressed his opinion that he would never let Shen Xinghun see Zi Luan. Although Shen Xinghun was urging him on the surface, he was just trying to find an excuse for himself to leave.

Sure enough, on the third day, Zi Aotian knocked on Shen Xinghun's door and spoke with some regret:

"Nephew, you don't know that Aunt Ziluan has a very good relationship with her. Although I have sent someone to find Ziluan, her aunt is unwilling to let her leave no matter what. She must stay with her for a few more days. There is really no way."

"Besides, you are still young, and the world belongs to you young people in the future. Do you have no time to meet?"

Shen Xinghun pretended to be angry and ignored Zi Aotian. After a while, Shen Xinghun raised his head and clasped his fists slightly at Zi Aotian and said:

"Since that's the case, I won't keep much and leave tomorrow. My Shen family used to be weak, but now I'm back, and there are still many accounts waiting for me to settle them. I'll visit you in the future."

Zi Aotian wanted Shen Xinghun to leave immediately. At this time, he smiled and praised Shen Xinghun for being a young man. He even prepared a banquet that night and wanted to drink a few drinks with Shen Xinghun, but Shen Xinghun couldn't drink, so he had to give up.

During the banquet, the two of them exchanged greetings for a long time. Finally, the bright moon hangs high, and the banquet ends. Shen Xinghun returns to his forehead room to meditate and adjust his breathing.

The dead energy seemed not big, but only Shen Xinghun knew how strong the dead energy was. In just three days, he actually assimilated the spiritual power in his body.

Although it was just a little bit, it made Shen Xinghun panic. If it took a long time, his body would lose its spiritual power from now on and all of them would become dead energy, and then he would become a monster that would be neither human nor ghost.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day the sun was shining. Shen Xinghun bid farewell to Zi Aotian and went straight to the Shen family alone. No one along the way dared to find his trouble. That night, Shen Xinghun returned to his home and fell to the ground, with sweat dripping on his forehead.

After wiping his forehead, Shen Xinghun sighed. If the dead energy had not been circulating constantly in his body and had to be suppressed with spiritual power, he would not have felt so difficult.

Seeing Shen Xinghun come back, someone immediately went to report. After a while, the Shen family appeared, including He Wushuang and the other two. Everyone came to the hall to sit down. Shen Xinghun told the story of this experience.

After listening to it, Shen Lingfeng's eyes became wet. Yang Xiu grew up with him. There is no need to say much about his feelings, but Yang Xiu's words before his death made him feel like something was stabbed in his heart.

Shen Xinghun's mother grabbed Shen Lingfeng's hand, and Shen Lingfeng looked at her and his emotions slowly calmed down.

Although everyone was having a happy chat, only He Wushuang said nothing and frowned slightly at Shen Xinghun's body.

After everyone left, He Wushuang grabbed Shen Xinghun without explaining, dragging him straight to his room.

"What's going on?"

Shen Xinghun smiled bitterly. He was strong and calm just now, but in fact he was already in his heart.

"You can see that, yes, it's just dead."

He Wushuang took a breath, a little surprised. This expression was difficult to see in him.

"I am used to killing people on weekdays and are particularly sensitive to this kind of death aura, but the death aura on your body is too strong, so strong that it is shocking."

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this, is there any way?"

He Wushuang shook his head and said that he was an expert in killing people, but saving people had nothing to do with him.

"But I believe there is someone who can have a way, but I just don't know if you can find him."

"Who is it? You must be not an ordinary person if you can speak so seriously."

"Lin Xincheng!"

"Is it him? He who is called a peerless genius, but in the end he chose to retreat to the mountains and forests because he was tired of the life of Kuangfeng."

"Yes, it's him. It's easy to deal with if you know it. Go and look for him. If you find it, I believe that with his cultivation level, there will definitely be a way to save you. If you can't find it, you may be in trouble."

Shen Xinghun nodded, and was reminded by He Wushuang, and he also remembered that if there was someone who could help him, this person would probably be the only one.

If others really couldn't find where Ruby Lin was, Shen Xinghun was familiar with the path, and even Ruby Lin was kind to him. If Ruby Lin hadn't demonstrated the magical powers of making things out of nothing for him, he could not get through the fifth floor of the altar at the beginning, and he felt a little relaxed. That night, Shen Xinghun ordered people to prepare horses and set off overnight.

Before leaving, he entrusted the Shen family and Li Muyang to He Wushuang. With He Wushuang here, the Shen family is absolutely safe. Shen Xinghun was just afraid that he would never return. He was afraid that the Shen family, which had just recovered, would become someone else's meat again.

The horses galloped along the way, and Shen Xinghun did not dare to move in the air. He was worried that his spiritual power would be consumed too much, and it would be bad if he could not suppress the dead energy in his body.

Fortunately, he knew the location of the village, so he slightly identified the direction, and raised the horse whip and whipped it on the horse.

The horse screamed, and the speed under his feet was faster. Even so, it took Shen Xinghun nearly three days to get here.

After turning over and getting off the horse, Shen Xinghun walked into the village with the horse. After occasionally meeting the villagers, the man was slightly stunned. Then he thought of who the person was and greeted him.

Along the way, Shen Xinghun felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. When he first came here, everything was so strange. Finally, he had no choice but to knock on the gate of the courtyard, which was a kind and kind old man inside.

Now Shen Xinghun stopped and came to the door again. He raised his hand and slapped it gently. The courtyard door creaked and opened gently, but it was not because someone opened it, but because there was no bolt inside, and Shen Xinghun pushed it away.

Tied the horse outside, Shen Xinghun stepped in. Everything was the same as before, but the courtyard was covered with weeds. It was summer again, and the weeds were as high as one person’s knees.

Shen Xinghun looked at the pot in the yard. It seemed that an old man was busy on the stove, adding firewood and water to the pot.

He sighed slightly, the old man in front of him disappeared, everything had not changed, but the old man had disappeared.

Shen Xinghun took action and removed all the weeds in the courtyard and leveled the ground. Only then did he be exactly the same as before. Shen Xinghun patted the dirt on his hand and continued to move forward.

When he opened the door, the decorations inside were still in place, but a thick layer of dust fell on it. Shen Xinghun sent clean water, put a rag on it, and wiped the entire room from inside to outside. It was not until the sun set, and it was completed.

He slept heavily that night, just like the first time he came here.

The next day, it was dark, and dark clouds were covered in the sky. After a while, drizzled down. Shen Xinghun got up early and prepared some of the old man's favorite food. He put it in a small basket with a piece of cloth on it. He put on a hat and went straight to the place where the old man was buried.

Shen Xinghun knelt in front of the old man's grave. Until this time, Shen Xinghun didn't know the old man's name, but just called him the word "grandfather".

After lifting the cloth covered by the basket, Shen Xinghun put the things inside one by one on the ground, finally opened a bottle of wine, took out two cups, poured them separately, one cup sprinkled on the ground, and the other cup was put into his mouth.
Chapter completed!