Spiritual Walker

The baby was about 50 centimeters tall, and its body was not realistic enough. It had sparse hair on its head, chubby cheeks, and short, fat arms and legs like lotus roots, which made it look very cute.

It hung itself on Jiang Yu'er's calf like a koala, tilting its head, closing its eyes, and not moving, as if it was asleep.

Was my aunt telling the truth? Was their hospital really haunted, and was it really a baby spirit? Zhang Yuanqing looked at this little baby spirit and opened his mouth little by little.

This completely overturned his understanding.

"What are you looking at!"

Seeing that her nephew was staring at her with ill intentions, my aunt glared at him.

She pulled out the chair, slumped on the back of the chair, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I'm so tired, help me serve the rice."

"I have no arms or legs." Grandma said this, but she still got up and went into the kitchen as she was told.

"Hey, family scum, you're back."

While holding the roast duck in her hands, my aunt greeted her eldest brother.

"If you stay single for a few more years, you will become a family scum. Then we brothers and sisters will join forces to fight against the black-hearted witch." Uncle said meanly.

At this time, grandma came out with a bowl of rice, and aunt immediately behaved obediently, hugged grandma's arm, and rested her head on her mother's shoulder, "You are the family scum. I am the virgin under our mother, who is dedicated to suppressing scum like you."

Aunt relied on this trick to win the favor of grandpa and grandma, and was favored by the two old people.

"Then I can form a group with Yuanjun. Yuanjun is about to become a family scum, right, wife." Uncle said.

Aunt rolled her eyes at him.

"Huh?" Aunt chewed the roast duck for a few times and said suspiciously: "Mom, did you forget to add salt? This duck tastes tasteless."

"This is bought outside." Grandma said unhappily.

The aunt frowned slightly, took a breath, and shouted, "Why can't I smell anything? The food doesn't smell good at all."

Hearing this, the grandmother asked with concern, "Do you have a cold?"

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing saw the baby spirit hanging on the aunt's calf. The flat little nose twitched, and then it opened its black button-like eyes. After seeing the unfamiliar environment, the little face was full of dullness, as if it didn't understand why it was here.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanqing's heart became more and more solemn.

This is not an ordinary spirit. Ordinary spirits have no consciousness, can't think, and can only act according to instinct.

The baby spirit didn't stay at a loss for long. It followed some instinct, twitching its little nose while crawling along the aunt's body and onto her shoulder.

Then, it saw the table full of delicious food.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the baby spirit with his eyes and saw that its crawling speed suddenly increased, along the aunt's arm, trembling to crawl to the table.

It lay on the dining table, stretched out its short and fat little hands to try to pick up a piece of roast duck, but it didn't pick up anything.

After trying again and again, it seemed to finally realize that it couldn't touch the delicious food, and cried aggrievedly.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately heard an illusory cry in his ears, loud and noisy.

This dead child, Zhang Yuanqing was so noisy that he mobilized the power of Taiyin, condensed it in his palm, reached out and took a piece of roast duck, and actually grabbed the baby spirit in his hand.

"You eat first, I'm going to the bathroom."

He held the baby spirit by the back of the neck and went into the bathroom like a puppy.

The voice of the aunt came from behind: "Hey, my nose suddenly became unblocked, and the roast duck became fragrant."

In front of the sink, Zhang Yuanqing held the dead child in one hand, watching it stretch out its pink tongue and lick the Taiyin power in his palm bit by bit.

The Taiyin power of the Night Wandering God is a great tonic for the spirit.

"It will follow my aunt home. It should be because my breath is on my aunt, which has a fatal attraction to the spirit."

But what Zhang Yuanqing couldn't figure out was that the baby's mental strength was weak. After the baby died, the spirit would quickly dissipate, which could be as long as one or two days or as short as a few hours.

And the rumor of the haunted hospital of my aunt seemed to have been around for a while.

This is unreasonable.

If you don't understand, look up the information. Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone with his other hand and logged into the official forum of the Five Elements Alliance.

#Shocked, the strange eye judge is suspected to have died. In the next period of time, there may be fallen people who lose control. People from all over the world should pay attention to vigilance#

#Shocked, the Sheling Tunnel was conquered, and the identity of the passer was mysterious#

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the two top posts and didn't take it to heart. The official organization will be on guard against the fall of the loss of control next, so the incident of the strange eye judge will definitely be made public.

However, the news that he conquered the Sheling Tunnel has been heard on the official forum of the Five Elements Alliance. The strange ID of Yuanshi Tianzun was known to the official spirit realm walkers for the first time.

Zhang Yuanqing typed the words "special spirit" into the search function of the forum.

Soon, he found a post about spirit knowledge.

"Spirit is the condensation of the remaining spiritual power after the death of intelligent creatures. Because most of the consciousness has been lost, the spirit is in a sluggish state and acts on instinct or obsession.

"Once any creature dies, the spirit will continue to dissipate. Ordinary people can only last for seven days at most. The spirit of the spiritual realm walker will stay in the world for a longer time, depending on the strength of the spiritual power.

"But there are always exceptions. As far as I know, high-level night wanderers and illusionists can rely on special means to survive in the world even if their physical bodies are destroyed."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but turn his eyes to the baby spirit, thinking that this little guy obviously didn't have the ability to survive in the world for a long time, and couldn't be a high-level spiritual realm walker.

He continued to read the content of the post:

"The above are the spirits under normal circumstances. Next, let's talk about abnormal spirits, the so-called abnormal spirits"

The content stopped abruptly. Zhang Yuanqing scrolled to the bottom and found that the second half of the post was locked and needed to pay

Is this the legendary payment for knowledge? The corners of his mouth twitched and he used his mobile phone to recharge his "Yuanshi Tianzun" account for 200 yuan to complete the payment.

It is worth mentioning that in the past few days, the civil servants have handled the mobile phone card and bank card belonging to "Yuanshi Tianzun" for him, and separated from the identity of "Zhang Yuanqing".

"The so-called abnormal spirit is the spirit that is artificially sacrificed. The most famous one is the ghost-controlling technique of the Night Wandering God. Of course, other professions also have corresponding means, which will not be elaborated here.

"The spirit that has been sacrificed has a chance to have special abilities and can be regarded as a precious prop or pet. In the jargon of the Night Wandering God, this kind of spirit is called a spirit servant.

"But please note that spirits also have different qualifications. Not all spirits can refine spirit servants. Only one spirit with the qualifications of a spirit servant is selected from a million. Next, let's talk about the method of sacrifice and refining.

"Finally, I would like to remind you that it is allowed to sacrifice and refine the spirits of evil professions, but it is against discipline to enslave the spirits of ordinary people."

"Poster: Yuan Ting. "

Two hundred yuan is well worth it. After reading the content of the post, Zhang Yuanqing sighed sincerely.

This post revealed a lot of information to him.

One: After the Night Wanderer's level is increased, he can raise ghosts and refine corpses. When encountering a battle with a Spirit Realm Walker, the fighting style can switch between the wretched assassin flow and the wretched summoning flow.

Two: This dead child is a very precious spirit servant. I have picked up a treasure.

It has been born with special abilities, so it is a real spirit servant, not just a special spirit body.

Three: There is a problem in the hospital where my aunt works.

"My aunt suddenly lost her sense of taste and smell just now. It should be its fault. So its ability is to steal other people's sense of smell and taste? Well, I will verify it later. If this little guy can be cultivated, it may be worth an item. "

Zhang Yuanqing was delighted, but he could not help but feel worried.

There should be a spiritual realm practitioner hidden in my aunt's hospital. Now it follows my aunt home, and the priest behind it will never let a precious spiritual servant get lost.

There will be trouble later, and it may even endanger my aunt.

Whether the other party is an official or wild spiritual realm practitioner, it is against the rules to use the spirit of an ordinary person to refine a spiritual servant.

This matter cannot be settled peacefully.

"Tell the chief about this tomorrow and make reasonable use of the resources around you"

After thinking it through, he felt much more relaxed and examined the infant spirit lying on his palm and forearm.

Noticing his scrutiny, the little guy opened his big black button-like eyes and said in a flattering voice: "Aba, Aba"

Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing ignored him, it continued to lick the power of Taiyin.

The IQ is higher than that of ordinary babies, but it is still unable to communicate normally. He pinched the back of the baby's neck and turned it over: "Come, let me see if you are a little funny guy or a little troublemaker."

"You will be called a little funny guy from now on."

Zhang Yuanqing carried the baby out of the bathroom, and the family dinner was coming to an end.

He returned to his seat, quietly hung the baby around his uncle's neck, and ate as if nothing had happened.

It was just right to use the family scum to test the baby's ability.

Uncle bit the dental floss stick and picked his teeth carefully, unaware that a dead child was riding on his neck.

"Uncle, why don't you have a bowl of soup."

Zhang Yuanqing saw that it was almost done, so he served soup to his uncle.

He wanted to know if his uncle would lose his sense of taste and smell like his aunt.

Uncle stroked his round belly and shook his head:

"No, I won't drink it unless you have a pancake. "

As he spoke, he made his own rap gestures. Just when Zhang Yuanqing thought he would hear familiar lyrics, his uncle suddenly held his thumb in his mouth and said, "Aba Aba Aba"

At the same time, the infant spirit riding on his uncle's neck made a sound that only Zhang Yuanqing could hear: "Yo Yo, Cheke Nao, a set of Jianbing Guozi."

"Puff~"

Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuer spurted out the chicken soup in their mouths in tacit understanding.

Grandpa, grandma, aunt and cousin looked like they were pitying their misfortune and hating their lack of struggle