Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 84: The Mysterious Visitor. (Second update!)

Merit Office.

Main house.

After nightfall, few monks come here. There may still be some whispers outside the door, but it is surprisingly quiet here.

Qiu Tingfang was guarding the counter as usual. On the small red clay stove, snow water was boiling and the aroma of tea was wafting in the air.

He took a sip from the small teapot at hand from time to time, his eyes slightly closed, his expression relaxed.

Suddenly, he sensed something, immediately sat up, opened his eyes and looked outside.

A figure holding an umbrella walked in from the front door and came to the counter as if floating.

This figure gave people an indescribable sense of incongruity. From Qiu Tingfang's perspective, he could only see the other person's back, and the other person seemed to be walking backwards!
But it walks freely and is not affected at all, as if it was born to walk like this.

Qiu Tingfang observed carefully, but the other person's black robe reached the ground, covering his body completely, and the part above the neck was blocked by the umbrella, so he could not see anything at all, and there was no breath coming from his body.

Without any hesitation, Qiu Tingfang immediately used a detection technique and quickly saw through the disguise of the [Breath-Suppressing Talisman]. However, the face of the visitor, which was blocked by the umbrella, could still not be seen.

In addition, the aura of this figure was neither like spiritual power nor like yin energy, but an indescribable chaos.

With his decades of experience in running the Merit Bureau, he couldn't even tell the other party's cultivation level for a moment!

Qiu Tingfang's heart trembled. He immediately stood up, bowed to the figure, and said very cautiously, "My name is Qiu Tingfang. I wonder what advice you have for coming here in the middle of the night?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng San immediately said in a very hoarse voice: "I want to sell a ghost servant."

Before he finished speaking, his clenched hand suddenly opened.

The next moment, a beam of blood escaped from his palm and landed not far from Qiu Tingfang, turning into a burly figure with murderous aura.

He had a ferocious appearance, was covered in greasy clothes, wore a leather apron, and carried a butcher knife. The lingering evil aura was as thick as black smoke, and his red eyes were full of murderous intent.

Qiu Tingfang was stunned when he saw the "evil spirit" of the butcher.

[Tongue-Pulling Prison] The sixth level of the "evil spirit"...

This is the ghost that caused the Jia brothers and sisters to take on the mission!
An hour ago, the Jia brothers and sisters came to him and explained the details of this mission.

Not only did the brother and sister fail in their mission this time, but they also suffered heavy losses!

The two of them, along with four ghost servants and the "evil spirit" of the sixth level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison], were almost all killed by a female demon!

And now, this "evil spirit" of the sixth level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison] has fallen into the hands of the person in front of him...

That woman who masters more than five ghost skills and Yin techniques is the ghost servant of the person in front of her?

Thinking of this, Qiu Tingfang immediately did not dare to slack off. He could not see through the cultivation level of the person in front of him, but judging from the strength of the other party's ghost servant, his cultivation level must be above the seventh level of Qi training.

So, Qiu Tingfang immediately said slowly, "This ghost servant was originally the 'evil spirit' that roamed the banks of Huanhua Creek outside the city."

"Its cultivation level is the sixth level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison]." "Qiu remembers correctly that this 'evil spirit' possesses a species talent and a ghostly skill..."

At this point, Qiu Tingfang suddenly felt something was wrong. This was indeed the "evil spirit" of the butcher on the banks of Huanhua Creek outside the city, but the yin energy on his body was obviously indescribable and strange!
At this time, Zheng Que continued in a hoarse voice: "Two ghost skills, one Yin technique, and one species talent."

Four methods? !
Qiu Tingfang was stunned for a moment, and after he reacted, he immediately opened the soul-nourishing bag at his waist and released a ghost servant.

This ghost servant was eight feet tall, wearing soft armor over a tight-fitting outfit, holding a spear, his head and face were dark, and his chest was stained with a large pool of blood, which had turned purple-black due to drying. It seemed that he was a guard in his lifetime, and his aura was the seventh level of [Tongue-Pulling Hell].

Qiu Tingfang looked at Zheng Que and asked, "Sir, could you allow me to test you?"

Zheng Que said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

Qiu Tingfang nodded, and without hesitation, he immediately cast a spell at his ghost servant and shouted, "Hey!"

The next moment, the ghost servant guarding the seventh level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison] roared, raised his spear, and rushed towards the butcher's "evil spirit".

Faced with a ghost that was one level higher than himself, the butcher's "evil spirit" had no intention of retreating. The negative energy in his body burst out, and he raised the butcher knife in his hand high, slashing at the guarding ghost servant like a wolf or a tiger.

Dang Dang Dang...

The sounds of metal clashing were as dense as a sudden rain, and the two ghosts, each holding a weapon, began to fight fiercely.

Zheng Que stood by and watched quietly.

Although Qiu Tingfang's ghost servant was at the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison], his strength was obviously weaker than the ordinary lonely ghosts at the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. However, the butcher's "evil spirit" he brought with him was obviously much stronger than the lonely ghosts at the same level!
The two fought for a while, and the butcher's "evil spirit" became more and more ferocious, and even a hint of scarlet appeared on his butcher knife. As the injuries on his body increased, the effect of his ghost skill [Frenzy] became stronger and stronger.

Roar! !

Suddenly, the butcher's "evil spirit" raised his head and let out a roar.

The guarding ghost servant seemed to be suddenly frightened by something, and his whole body froze in an instant.

Puff puff……

In an instant, the butcher knife in the hand of the "evil spirit" of the butcher stabbed and chopped the guarding ghost servant seventeen or eighteen times.

The armored ghost servant was immediately chopped and shook frequently. The yin energy around his body vibrated violently, and his body became much more transparent.

Seeing that his ghost servant was about to be hacked to death, Qiu Tingfang did not feel any heartache, but his eyes lit up!
This butcher's "evil spirit" who is at the sixth level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison] seems to have not yet used his full strength!
The fellow in front of him just said that this "evil spirit" has four methods, but he only saw this "evil spirit" use three methods, and his armored ghost servant who was at the seventh level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison] was no match at all.

This butcher's "evil spirit" should be the best-looking ghost servant he has seen in recent years!
Thinking of this, Qiu Tingfang didn't waste any time and immediately stretched out his palm to his guard ghost servant: "Collect!"

The guard ghost servant who was about to be hacked to death by the butcher's "evil spirit" immediately turned into a beam of condensed blood light and was caught in Qiu Tingfang's palm.

Suddenly losing its target, the butcher's "evil spirit" didn't hesitate at all. It immediately raised its butcher knife and charged towards Qiu Tingfang.

At this time, Zheng Que's hoarse voice sounded again: "Stop."

The butcher's "evil spirit" immediately stopped, but the murderous aura surrounding it only grew stronger. Its face twisted as it turned around, its red eyes glaring viciously at Zheng Que, as if it wanted to kill its master as well, but due to its [Ghost Controlling Technique], it was unable to do so...

(End of this chapter)