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The only movable eyeball saw the burning dead branch in his hand. The red flame seemed to have lost the warmth of the past at this moment. He could not feel a trace of warmth even though he was right next to his hand.

Consciousness gradually blurred, the chill slowly seeped into the depths of his brain, his consciousness was gradually frozen, and he slowly slipped into a bottomless abyss.

On the top of his head, the five fingers of the black, shriveled and shriveled withered claws had penetrated into his skull, and the five fingers penetrated more than half of the palm into his skull, but it was strange that no wound was seen, as if the claws were clearly as solid as black iron. It's like an illusion.

The withered claw bent like a hook, and made a gesture to dig into his brain.

But in the next second, the withered claw shook violently, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the void, and the silver light burst out from Ye Chen's skull, turning into hair-like lightning and spreading along the withered claw. The gray mist entangled in the void above the head suddenly shook violently, a circle of invisible ripples swayed away, the withered claws were shattered into powder inch by inch, and disappeared in the mist, and an extremely unwilling anger came from the vortex, shrinking inward Into a group of 'bang' blasted.

The moment the vortex of fog exploded, the temperature in the kitchen instantly returned to normal. Ye Chen sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

It took him a long time to recover some strength, and he stretched out his hand to caress the top of his head, feeling that the temperature on the top of his head was extremely low, as if he had put a piece of ice there just now.

"It's dangerous, I almost died!"

Fortunately for Ye Chen, this unknown ghost has no real body, and his attack method is to directly take away his soul. If the soul of an ordinary person is directly taken away, he must be dead.

But he is different, his soul has been pure Yang, and he is stronger than ordinary people by many times, even if it is just a trace of soul, the most important thing is that he has condensed the fist, and the fist can mentally interfere with reality. Nemesis, if it wasn't that he is too weak now, and can only resist passively, if he can actively stimulate his fist, like this ghost who doesn't know what just now, he would have been beaten to death by his punch.

But even if it is passive protection, one of the ghost's arms was blown to pieces just now, and he suffered serious injuries. He doesn't know how long it will take for the ghost's injury to heal, but at least it won't come tonight, so he can sleep well tonight. Feel safe.

"This world is too unsafe!"

He slept directly on the haystack in the kitchen that night, and the bed in his small room couldn't be better than here anyway.

The next morning, he got up early in the morning, washed up and tidied up, and walked to the center of the village.

Along the way, he met villagers who got up early and went to work in the fields. According to his memory as a teenager, he took the initiative to greet them. Although the village was dangerous and there was not much communication between neighbors, he was not too cold and heartless. Yes.

The village is not very big, with only thirty or forty households. Even if he walks slowly, he can go around in ten minutes. The center of the village is at the entrance of the village. There is a huge unknown tree with a canopy covering hundreds of square meters. There is an open flat land below, and there is a small earth temple next to the big tree.

In the boy's memory, there is a land lord enshrined in this small land temple. There is a very old Miao Zhu in the temple. A ghost that broke into the village.

These are all legends in the village, and the young man once thought it was a legend, but Ye Chen searched for the young man's memory and felt that it might be true.

The most important thing is that this is a world where ghosts and ghosts really exist. If there are ghosts and ghosts, then the spell is very likely to be real.

The Earth Temple is not big, there is only one main hall dedicated to the land master, and there is a small courtyard at the back. There are two small rooms where the old Miao Zhu and the small Miao Zhu live. The old Miao Zhu has already accepted apprentices.

At this time, many early-rising villagers were offering incense in the Earth Temple. At the entrance of the main hall, he saw a young man about his own age, who should be Xiaomiaozhu, but he did not see the old Miaozhu. Xiang respectfully knelt down and plugged it in, then walked to Xiaomiaozhu and said:

"Little master, I want to see the master."

Xiao Miaozhu looked up at him, looked at the top of his head, and shook his head:

"Master is doing morning classes. He is not in the temple and has no time to see you."

Ye Chen was keenly aware of Xiao Miaozhu's gaze, and he understood it, and immediately said:

"It's okay, I can wait here for the master to come back."

"That's up to you."

Xiao Miaozhu didn't refuse, but just took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and spread it gently on the table, dipped a brush with some water, and began to draw on the talisman paper.

Ye Chen looked carefully at the side. Xiaomiaozhu's paintings should be talisman seals. The strokes are very complicated, but he doesn't know what is written, but he can feel that this is not the kind to show off. Combined with Xiaomiaozhu, let's see When he saw himself, he looked at the top of his head, and he guessed that this little temple was very likely to be able to use spells.

Then, as the master of Xiaomiaozhu, he must also be able to spell. This is exactly what he needs and the purpose of his coming.

Although he can hurt ghosts with the help of his fist, but he is not a real body after all, the strength of his soul is limited, and the power of his fist is also limited, and he doesn't know if he can derive a powerful martial art suitable for this world, so it's best The only way out is to practice the most orthodox spells in the world.

Now that there is an opportunity in front of him, he has to try to see if he can learn it, and if he can't, he will switch back to martial arts.

Drawing talismans may be the basic skill of practicing spells. This small temple has been drawing talismans from morning to noon, and the paintings are of the same kind. He has been watching the boy draw no less than a hundred pieces until...

"master!"

Xiao Miaozhu suddenly put down his pen and stood up. Ye Chen suddenly turned his head and saw an old man with white hair and beard wearing a washed white linen robe standing behind him. He immediately stepped forward and knelt down and shouted:

"Master, help!"

Chapter 341 The Land Temple Apprenticeship

Lao Miao Zhu Mulu looked at the top of his head in surprise, and said:

"Strange, how did you survive?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately re-spoken:

"You come in with me first."

Ye Chen was overjoyed, and immediately followed behind the old man. The little Miaozhu next to him glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to draw symbols.

Entering the backyard from the main hall dedicated to the land lord, the old man took off the little back, and Ye Chen immediately stepped forward to catch the little back. It was a bit heavy for his current body, so he lifted it up and put it aside.

The old man patted his robe and sat on a stone bench, looked at him several times, and asked:

"Did you run into a ghost last night?"

Ye Chen immediately nodded and said:

"During dinner last night, I suddenly felt very cold in the house, and then I felt like an icicle stuck into my brain on the top of my head, and my whole body was frozen and I couldn't move."

"Well!"

Lao Miaozhu stretched out his hand to caress his white beard, and said:

"That's the Yin ghost. You should be targeted because of your serious illness and weakness. But what makes this old man strange is how did you escape from the Yin ghost?"

Ye Chen had already thought about how to answer before coming, and that was to tell the truth:

"I don't know what happened. After the icicle was inserted into my brain, I passed out. Later, I heard a strange sound in a daze, and then the ghost disappeared."

Lao Miaozhu held his white beard in his hand and said nothing, as if he was thinking whether he was lying or not. After a while, he waved to him and said:

"Come here, kid, let me check it out for you."

Ye Chen sat down obediently, and the old man stretched out his hand to press the top of his head, and soon felt a warm current blowing down on his head, which was very comfortable, and the coldness left by the ghost's touch was swept away by the warm current.

"strangeness?"

The old man withdrew his hand for a long time, looked at Ye Chen with surprise in his eyes and said:

"There seems to be a strange power in your soul, very powerful, but your soul is very weak."

The old man paced back and forth with his beard in his hands, constantly muttering:

"Strange, so strange!"