Chapter 11 Soul Searching, Shocked

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"Hey, it's his grandma's fault. Why does this guy want to harm people? The one I gave him wasn't a fake spirit stone?"

Ye Xiaocheng calmed down again in an instant.

In the past, I heard the elders say that the first thing to do when going out is not to reveal your wealth. He did reveal a little, but not much. His total wealth was only a few hundred spiritual stones. Is this worth someone using poison to harm him?

Doesn’t poison also cost money, and it’s not cheap? How to calculate this account?

As for what kind of poison was in the food, he didn't know. The poison test talisman could only test whether it was poisonous, but it couldn't test the specific poison.

He put the small talisman sword in his sleeve, ready to be activated at any time. With this talisman sword in his body, he was full of courage. As long as the attacker did not exceed the middle stage of the golden elixir, he was sure to kill him with one strike. .

He thought about it again and again, and felt that it could not be Wang Xiaoer who wanted to harm him. He always felt that Wang Xiaoer was just an errand boy, and there must be someone behind him.

It seems that this residence is a trap and a burial pit.

That Wang Xiaoer went out to get people to stay. As soon as he got here, he would poison the food and wine or use other methods to harm people, and then kill people and steal money.

About half an hour later, Wang Xiaoer sneaked out of the door and peeked through the window to see what was going on in the house. He saw Ye Xiaocheng lying upright on the bed with a treacherous smile on his face.

He opened the door and came to Ye Xiaocheng's bed. He sneered and said, "Brother, don't blame me. This is an era of cannibalism. If I don't eat you, others will eat me. Don't blame me in the underworld."

With that said, he reached for Ye Xiaocheng's storage bag.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his throat.

"Ghost..."

He screamed before he could even leave his throat, but it was suppressed until his eyes turned white and his face turned purple.

Ye Xiaocheng relaxed his hands a little and didn't want him to go see the King of Hell immediately.

"Brother, are you a human or a ghost?"

It took a long time for Wang Xiaoer to catch his breath, cough again, and then he asked.

"I am a ghost, and I have come to pay you for my life." Ye Xiaocheng shouted in his ear.

Wang Xiaoer said "ah" again and fainted from fright.

"Is this guy so cowardly?"

Ye Xiaocheng was confused by him.

Ordinarily, a murderer who dares to poison people would not be afraid of dead people, let alone any ghosts.

He stretched out a finger and pointed on Wang Xiaoer's forehead, then used his spiritual consciousness to rush into Wang Xiaoer's mind and check his memory.

This is the most vicious soul-searching technique.

Ye Xiaocheng didn't know how to search for souls, but he also knew what this technique was about.

His consciousness is at the foundation-building realm, which is one level higher than Wang Xiaoer's, so he naturally meets the conditions for searching for souls.

At this time, Wang Xiaoer was in a coma and unable to resist, so it was naturally easier to succeed.

Wang Xiaoer's soul was stirred, and he immediately let out a scream that was not like a human voice. Unfortunately, Ye Xiaocheng had been prepared and tightened his throat, preventing his scream from coming out of his throat.

Soul searching can be said to be the most cruel torture for monks. The soul is like being cut with a knife, and the pain is indescribable. No one except the victim can imagine how inhumane the pain is.

Ye Xiaocheng had no mercy. This guy wanted to kill him with poison, so he treated him with soul searching. It could be said that he was treated as an equal.

He didn't know how to search for souls, and his actions were not serious. Wang Xiaoer's soul was shattered into pieces by him, and his eyes turned into a vegetative state.

Although it was Ye Xiaocheng's first time searching for a person's soul, he still got the information he wanted to know.

It turns out that Wang Xiaoer's original name was Wang Erhu, and he was a servant of this family. Xiaoer was a nickname given to him by his master.

Because of the war between the three factions, the owner of this house and his family went to another city to take refuge early, leaving him to look after the house.

Wang Xiaoer knew a few casual cultivators who were all residents of Fangshi. When he saw that the monks swarming into Fangshi could not find a place to live, he came up with the idea of ​​​​making money and killing people.

They found Wang Xiaoer and asked him to go out and bring people back to stay in the name of providing a place to stay. Then several casual cultivators started killing people and gave Wang Xiaoer 10% of the money they got.

But those casual cultivators were not here today. They said they were out looking for some magic medicine. Before leaving, they asked Wang Xiaoer to go out and bring back a few more people, and wait until they come back to kill them.

Wang Xiaoer went out for a day, and Ye Xiaocheng was the only one who took the bait, and his belongings met the standards.

Wang Xiaoer had the idea of ​​monopoly and decided to poison Ye Xiaocheng to death, and then everything in Ye Xiaocheng's storage bag would be his.

What he was interested in was not the more than 100 spiritual stones on Ye Xiaocheng's body, but the low-grade magic weapon long sword and the talismans.

After searching for the soul, Ye Xiaocheng broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, those casual cultivators are not here today, otherwise he would not be able to escape this disaster, and he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

No wonder there is a sinister atmosphere in this house. I am afraid that many people have been secretly killed by them.

Ye Xiaocheng felt the darkness and cruelty of the world of cultivation for the first time.

Someone was chasing him a few days ago, but he didn't feel scared. It was an obvious pursuit.

However, Wang Xiaoer and his group made him aware of the unpredictable tricks in the world of cultivation.

He remembered what his mother said to him before she died: Don't trust anyone.

You really can't trust anyone casually. If he hadn't used the poison test talisman to test the food today, he might have passed away at this moment.

Don't be afraid of dying, but you must not die in a daze.

This is Ye Xiaocheng's belief.

He has many powerful talismans on him, as well as even more powerful talisman swords.

However, the lowest level talisman also needs to be activated to kill the enemy, and activation requires time, even if it is an instant. How can the sword that murders people give you time?

Life and death! These people must die!

Ye Xiaocheng made up his mind.

He opened Wang Xiaoer's storage bag and found that in addition to the hundred spiritual stones he gave him, there were also hundreds of spiritual stones, a poorly made low-level knife weapon, and a jade tablet that controlled the restriction of the gate.

This group of people killed so many people, so why should they give Wang Xiaoer such a few spiritual stones?

Ye Xiaocheng thought of Wang Xiaoer's memory. There were records there. Several casual cultivators took away all the magic weapons, talismans, weapon refining materials, and elixirs, leaving only 10% of the spiritual stones for him.

Wang Xiaoer knew it was unfair, but was unable to resist, so he decided to go it alone. Unfortunately, he met Ye Xiaocheng the first time he went out alone and became a vegetable.

Ye Xiaocheng put Wang Xiaoer on the bed and walked out.

After a while, he checked the house and found that there was indeed no one else. The slaughterhouse was quiet for the time being.

In Wang Xiaoer's memory, those casual cultivators would not be back until tomorrow, but Ye Xiaocheng did not dare to think so. He was already ready to fight at any time.

He held the talisman sword in his left hand and more than a dozen talismans in his right hand, ready to give them a happy face when he saw the few casual cultivators.

There are five people in this group of casual cultivators. The one with the highest level is a Dzogchen Qi practitioner named Li Chang. There are also two guys who are at the eighth level of Qi training, namely Hong Sen and Zhao Si. There is also a practitioner named Chang Mao. The last of the guys at the fifth level of Qi training is a female cultivator named Song Ying, who is at the fourth level of Qi training and is also Li Chang's mistress.

Although Ye Xiaocheng is a foundation builder in both the physical realm and the spiritual realm, because he cannot practice and has no magic power, his combat power is incomparable to those of foundation builders.

But he also has his own advantage, that is, he is still a second-level talisman master. As long as the opponent does not know this and is not prepared, he can control the rhythm of the battle, and the opponent can only die in his bombardment.

Without giving the other party a chance to fight back, only in this way can Ye Xiaocheng survive.

Of course, this is just his imagination. After all, he has not experienced many real battles, but he has killed the Jindan master with the talisman sword and the second-level monster with the talisman. His combat effectiveness is no different from that of a real foundation-building master.

However, because he has no magic power and cannot fly and fight with weapons, his shortcomings will be fully exposed once he starts fighting with his opponent.

Ye Xiaocheng refined the jade tablet that controlled the gate restriction and found that the restriction was a second-level mid-level formation that could withstand attacks from mid-level foundation-building masters for an hour. It also had various means of trapping and attacking enemies.

But now that the formation has changed hands, he has several more ways to deal with the enemy.

In Wang Xiaoer's memory, he saw various scenes of these people killing people. It could be said that they were cruel killings. This group of casual cultivators seemed to be a little perverted in their hearts, especially the female cultivator who was a perverted murderer.

These people are not human beings at all, but demons wandering around the world.