Chapter Twelve is actually such a guy

  The two, Guihun and Chang Qingzi, followed the direction of the pointer, searching cautiously. After all, it was a place where flowers were buried, with many unknown dangers lurking, waiting to deliver a fatal blow.

  "The pointer stopped." Zhang Qingzi suddenly spoke up, but the two did not relax their tense mood because they found the prey. On the contrary, their faces became even more solemn. What's next is the key point, it's best to end the battle quickly and leave as soon as possible.

  "Where is that evil spirit now?" the ghost asked, pointing to where the needle had stopped, it should be around here.

  "It's right in front of us." Chang Qingzi said, then gazed forward with both eyes, and slowly drew out the peach wood sword from the Qiankun bag with his right hand.

  The ghost, however, did not react as quickly as usual, but instead stared blankly at the evil spirit that Chang Qingzi was constantly muttering about. It was actually this guy in front of him! It was actually such a guy! The ghost suddenly became speechless.

  This guy, let's just say he's an evil spirit, but the impression of him is a bit different from the usual evil spirits I've seen. The one in front of me is only about the size of a small dog, covered in white fluffy fur that's being blown up by the gentle breeze. His eyes are a bright green, round and shiny. However, his tail is even bigger than his body, swishing back and forth as if inviting pampering. But this seemingly cute guy has a mouth full of sharp teeth. His mouth is open, revealing rows of teeth on top and bottom, with two fangs on either side that are emitting a chilling glow.

  The Longqingzi opposite him was waiting in array, the Taomu sword was tightly grasped in his right hand, and his left hand had already formed a seal. His eyes were unusually serious with a hint of... excitement!

  "Ghosts, don't interfere for now." Chang Qingzi said.

  "Alright." The ghost replied faintly, taking a slight step back. Observing the surroundings for a moment, it seemed that everything was still safe for now, hoping that this fight wouldn't attract any weird creatures to come over.

  Only to see Zhang Qingzi's left hand wipe the peach wood sword, and he rushed towards the evil spirit. The evil spirit's watery eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of disdain. Then, with a light jump, it dodged Zhang Qingzi's attack. But Zhang Qingzi didn't get angry, the peach wood sword suddenly stabbed upwards, and the evil spirit seemed to hesitate for a moment, but quickly dodged again, getting behind Zhang Qingzi. At this time, the peach wood sword drew an arc from above, the entire movement was smooth and unobstructed. It stabbed towards the evil spirit like that. Just as it was about to hit, the evil spirit jumped again, leaving the battlefield far away. However, its tail was still slashed once.

  The ghost standing beside him saw it clearly, the tail was cut off a bit, and an opening appeared immediately, but no blood flowed out. In the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared. It seems that it is indeed an evil spirit. Although the wound disappeared, the evil spirit was indeed provoked.

  The ghost flashed to Long Qingzi's side, took a look at his situation, and seeing that nothing was wrong, shifted his attention back to the evil spirit. It had to be said, Long Qingzi's combat strategy was useful, but against this powerful evil spirit, it was like scratching an itch.

  "Give it a try." The ghost only said two words, but Zhang Qingzi understood her meaning.

  Only to see the ghostly figure pull out a silver needle, with both hands grasping it, ten needles appeared. Under the eerie blue glow of the burial flower, it looked even more ominous. Meanwhile, Chang Qingzi pulled out a large number of talismans. Upon closer inspection, the characters on the talismans were all different, and their complexity varied, some were even quite precious. Only to see the two simultaneously take action, the silver needles and talismans flew towards the evil spirit together. The silver needles pierced solidly into the evil spirit's body, while the talismans suddenly ignited upon contact with it.

  With one strike, the expressions of the two people became even more solemn. Because that evil spirit was like watching a joke, allowing the silver needle to be stabbed into its body, the watery eyes clearly reflected the raging firelight, slowly closing the open mouth, and staring straight at the ghost and Chang Qingzi with an expression as if looking at children's games.

  At this time, the silver needles that were stuck in the evil spirit's body slowly dissolved into tiny stars and disappeared, then reappeared on the ghost's hand. The firelight produced by the talisman also gradually disappeared. The evil spirit's snow-white fur was imprinted with a pale blue light, making it look particularly smooth. And at this time, the evil spirit's mouth corners were slightly raised, as if smiling, mocking.

  "Something's off, be careful." Chang Qingzi said immediately.

  The ghost did not speak, but only nodded. It seemed that the evil spirit had no intention of attacking them, but it seemed to be plotting something. Before the two could think about what the evil spirit was thinking, they saw it lift its front paw and slowly stretch towards the nearby burial flower. Then, with narrowed eyes, it gazed at the ghost and Long Qingzi.

  "Oh no!" The ghost exclaimed in shock.

  "What's wrong!" Zhang Qingzi was after all coming to the ancient burial ground for the first time, and didn't know why the ghost's face had become so unsightly.

  The ghost had come for the second time, and in the ancient land of burying flowers, he had also heard some explanations from his master. When his master mentioned burying flowers, his expression was somewhat strange, then he sternly warned the ghost not to touch the burying flowers, that was the first time his master had given such a serious warning! The ghost knew that even if he was dull-witted, touching the burying flowers now would be equivalent to sending himself to be buried.

  "Let's go quickly." The ghost said, and was about to pull Zhang Qingzi away.

  Chang Qingzi was about to ask the ghost some questions when he saw it suddenly burst out laughing. Turning his head, he saw that one of the funeral flowers had been snapped off, and the flower lay alone on the ground, emitting a strong fragrance, with a dark blue liquid flowing from its stem.

  "It smells so good." Chang Qingzi said involuntarily. But at this time, the evil spirit had already gone unnoticed.

  "Quickly!" The ghost pulled Chang Qingzi and started running. "What's the most convenient way out?"

  Chang Qingzi realized that the situation was a bit serious, and quickly spoke up: "It's the door we came in through, I left behind the Return Journey Incense." After finishing speaking, he quickened his pace, pulling the ghost soul to rapidly run out. This wasn't the time to be conserving spiritual energy.

  The two of them ran together in one breath until they reached the wooden gate, but unexpectedly there was an uninvited guest waiting lazily there.

  "It's quite fast."

  "You!" Zhang Qingzi was shocked, logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to hear the evil spirit's words, but what's going on now?! He had always thought that in this ancient burial ground, it was normal to see ghosts and monsters, but he never expected...

  "I was careless." The ghost said faintly, because she could be seen, so she missed this point and didn't observe carefully.

  "There can be only one explanation, you are not an evil spirit! Then how did you come from hell?" Chang Qingzi asked.

  "Who says that just because someone comes out of hell, they must be a malevolent spirit...?" The voice rose slightly, seeming to be in a rather good mood. Yet it revealed a hint of teasing, as if playing with a new toy.